But first, Brunch
It had been a rigorous week for the gorgeous ladies at TGC. As soon as they had checked in, they were signed up for fitness classes, a diet specialist was assigned to each one of them to ensure they were eating right, medical checkups and not to mention schedules for salon appointments and more - the list was endless.
At about 7am a note was slid under their doors, followed by a loud intentional knock. It was an unwelcome wake up call as Sunday mornings for some were reserved only for silence and sleep.
Light: What the hell, it's Sunday! Don’t people have sleep to do on Sundays!?
Danie: For $10,000 worth of brunch and shopping I’ll fly to the moon at 7am! Anyway my group is going at 12!
Light: Ugh…
James was ready on the dot at 10am, waiting to collect the ladies and take them to some of the most upscale stores downtown while continuously checking his device for an important message. In no time the girls were transported for brunch, taking in the spread that had been presented at their reserved tables.
They gossiped between one another about everything they had seen or heard since their arrival. Finishing their meals more informed and comfortable with one another. Again James would arrive, getting them into the limo and down town. They shopped to their heart's content, beyond the limo’s trunk capacity leaving James quite shocked at just how much the girls had indulged.
Prim: I’m exhausted, what a day.
Suri: Yeah. Not to put a dark cloud over this fantastic day but, is anyone else terrified of doing a first set here? I mean we will be entertaining a lot of powerful people wearing lingerie?
Light snickered, “More than that. Think about it, we are being groomed, trained and whipped into shape to be the prime objects of desire here. We’re walking investments.
Suri: Ok now I am not petrified at all!
Elly: You’ll be fine. Walking investments are also highly protected. There are strict rules but you are still in control, kinda.
Adre: I am so ready. I am never going back.
“Seriously bring it on!” Karrie yelled out in the limo as she whipped out a leather thong from her shopping back twirling it around her finger with a devious smile.
Nin: You’re all fucking nuts. I love it!
