Sex in the Sanq

My name is Midii Une I live in a smallish apartment in Sanq City. When I say smallish I mean the largest I can afford on my salary. I have three close friends.

Relena Peacecraft – She is a socialite she doesn’t have a job, but she did inherit an enormous amount of money from her father’s empire even if she did have to share it with her brother, Milliardo, who unfortunately is my ex. Relena always said she wanted a sister. I mean he was nice, rich and had a great body but his obsession with me peeing on him after sex drove us apart. I suppose the only woman to fill my shoes was Lucrezia Noin, I now hear they have got engaged. They reside in the Hampton’s. Relena is very powerful in the social ladder, this is why I have her around even though she sometimes jibes about me and Milliardo never getting married. I didn’t have the heart to tell her about his fetish. She would probably turn it against him, and his position in the social ladder would also fall quite a few notches. Relena has an on and off acquaintance with a certain Mr Heero Yuy. Sometimes she will be madly in love with him and the next she wants to slit his throat.

Hilde Schiebecker – She is originally from Germany but listening to her accent you wouldn’t be able to tell. She owns a very exclusive spa slash fitness studio for the rich and famous to attend. She is very keen on keeping her already tiny body well, tiny. Dorothy and I attend the yoga sessions regularly. Like the rest of us she is single and not looking she is too busy training or deciding who can and can’t make an appearance at her spa. She too is very powerful.

Dorothy Catalonia – Well what can I say? She uses sex as power. Her philosophy is that money is power but also sex is. If women get paid for sex then they double the power. She isn’t a prostitute but she has been known to snatch a couple of hundred credits from certain wallets after one of her steamy sessions. Not like she needs it, this is because she is the MD of Dorothy’s Secrets the largest and most profitable line of women’s lingerie on the market. Some of her secrets are a bit too risky for me but most of it is tolerable. Not only is she rich, famous but she too is very powerful in the social ladder.

The fact that I associate with these people makes me powerful. We are just going to have to show Sanq how this power is used.

My psychiatrist says that my paranoia about never being published is eating me alive and the people that I ‘hang out’ with are too intimidating and that maybe I should consider finding new friends. My current friends are all successful and even though they are not intentionally doing it but they are drilling my confidence and my style and flair six feet under. I starred at Dr Harrison told him to fuck off and took the bill. My sense of style and flair is not dead its alive and kicking. The other day I splashed out on Louis Vitton luggage in the off chance I may go abroad. There, that is stylish.

Looking at the bill in hand maybe the luggage had to go back. I don’t even know why I go, my editor said that maybe it would help me out and get over this writers block I’ve been having. That was over a year ago. Since then I have been surviving on what money I had saved up and the money I get from Freelance writing. Damn my roots need doing I noticed as I walked past a shop window. They too could wait till Dr Harrison was done bleeding me dry. I dragged myself over to Café Dian on the South side to meet with Dorothy.

She was sat there with a double cappuccino in one hand in the other was a cigarette. She was wearing Chanel sunglasses which made her look very European, and a checked suit which I guessed was also Chanel. Dorothy’s largest influence was of course Chanel. She worshipped the designer from the original to the latest designers in the House of Chanel. Dorothy’s shiatsu was also called Co-co. She waved to me as I approached, she looked stunning were as I felt worse for wear.

“How was Dr Harrison?” she asked as I plonked down.

“He’s fine,” I replied.

“I do hope you send him my regards?” Dr Harrison was one of Dorothy’s many conquests.

“I do, every week.”

“Good girl. Let me see that?” she indicated to the bill. I handed it to her defeated. “hmmm. He isn’t giving you discount.”

“Well I’m sure you could fix that for me?” I know it was snide but Dorothy knows that I’m only joking and always replies.

“Green is such a bad colour for you Midii. You know as a favour I could arrange…”

“No. Don’t. Remember what happened last time?”

“It was a slight misunderstanding.”

As a freelance writer to earn extra cash to stay alive and keep my crumby little apartment I was writing academic literature for English students to study from. The head of the school board had taken a keen interest in me. And when I say keen it’s not the good kind of keen. Well I had told the girls. Relena suggested that,

“Sue the bastard for all he is worth then sell your story to the tabloids.” Her solutions to all problems include scamming people out of their money and not actually working for it. Work is a naughty word for Relena. Hilde on the other hand,

“I say you lure him into a false sense of security and when you have him where you want him you give little Mr Helmet Head a good hard twist.” Dorothy on the other, other hand,

“Why don’t you let me have words with him I know people.” She had smiled when she had said that. What I didn’t know is that Dorothy had approached Professor Nichols on her own. At first her sharp tongue had been doing the trick by striking the fear into Nichol’s heart but soon that sharp tongue had gone down his throat and Dorothy ended up having a heated session on one poor student’s desk. Thus not helping me and putting me in a worse position because Nichol’s excuse was that Dorothy had put out so why shouldn’t I? I finished the literature piece took the check and said good bye to academic writing period.

Dorothy seemed to pout when I told her I didn’t want her help. Its not like I couldn’t afford the fees its just that they were mounting up. Sighing Dorothy began to tell me about her new product line for the up and coming session. She kept her voice quite low in case any of the competition was lurking about.

“Its called 2^nd skin,” she explained, “the bra has no bones in them or straps. The material moulds to your skin like glue. It takes no real shape or form except on you. I have invested millions into it. A prototype was made. I’m wearing it now.”

“Show me!” Dorothy led me to the ladies bathroom. Lighting up a cigarette I waited as she undid her jacket. There it was 2^nd Skin. It was everything she had said. She even let me touch it. It felt natural. “Watch,” she had said as she peeled it off. She pulled it from under her breasts. The material split at the side and retracted into itself. The final product was about the size of her palm in a perfect silver square. And that was small in comparison to Dorothy’s breasts.

“Wow,” was all I could say. Then I watched some more as she pulled it back on. It was like the alien foil that was on the TV that retained its shape. “Does the Government know about this?”

“Of course dear, they were the ones that approached me about it. To see if it works and to reduce suspicion about Roswell. But that parts just between you and me.” She winked and buttoned up her jacket.

Great, with a Government secret at my disposal I shared another coffee with Dorothy then headed for home. She offered me a lift I accepted, my feet where hurting in my Gucci sling backs. Dorothy knows how I like to travel in her limo. Tomorrow night was the unveiling of a new section at the Schiebecker Spa. Relena, Dorothy and I would arrive together as Hilde’s most favourable guests.

The next night with my hair still in rollers Relena showed up at my apartment an hour early her face was a mess and by the smell of her breath I could tell she had already been drinking. Her mascara had run down her cheeks leaving black streaky lines. She was sobbing uncontrollably. Yuy I thought. She entered my place still crying not even greeting me first she went straight to my kitchen pulled out a bottle of vodka and took a nasty swig of it. I watched pitifully.

“What has he done this time?”

“What hasn’t he done? He told me he wanted to marry me.” Wow some shocking news Heero Yuy only wants to settle down.

“Why are you crying then I thought that this is what you wanted?” taking another gulp of the vodka.

“It was but I don’t want to marry him and when I refused he left. He just got up and left. I’ve lost him Midii what am I going to do?”

“Come here.” I enveloped her into a hug and rocked her gently. “Relena first thing is first I think that we should clean you up, your face is a mess and you smell like something crawled into your mouth and died.” This really didn’t help matters. Relena took one look at me and then at the now half empty bottle of vodka and the crying started again. I took the bottle at least I tried to take the bottle off Relena but she yanked it back continuing to guzzle it down. This was going to be an eventful night. Relena wouldn’t stop moving as I tried to tidy up her makeup. Finally I just slapped her,

“you just slapped me!” stating the obvious.

“Listen Relena you had better hold still we are not going to be late for Hilde’s sake. Ok?” not replying she nodded as she let me touch up the err mess. “There.” I was quite pleased with the job I had done at least she didn’t look like a drowned rat. Popping a breath mint into her mouth I sat back and leaned against my sofa. “So Relena why don’t you want to marry him”

“Oh I don’t know Midii married women seem to act so funny. I really don’t want to end up like that.”

“They only act funny around single women. We are a threat to them.”

“If I did marry Heero I would also change my name to Yuy which suits him fine but not me.”

“You can keep your own name.” This bantering went on for twenty minutes. It was basically her giving me excuses. “OK OK you made your point. Why don’t you just be together and not get married. Christ Relena use your head!”

“Don’t shout at me I’m in a very fragile situation just because you’ve never been in this position before doesn’t give you the right to judge.” She did have a point. “And further more Midii if I was to get married I was going to have you as a bridesmaid but if you’re so negative about it.”

“IITS YOU WHOS NEGATIVE ABOUT IT!!” Relena had a tendency to change her mind as often as she changed her underwear the alcohol didn’t help. I looked at my watch Dorothy would be waiting downstairs in about 5 minutes, “fine Relena you do what you think is best for you. And for your own sake take another breath mint you still stink.”

Dorothy was waiting impatiently as I helped Relena to walk on drunken legs. Dorothy simply rolled her eyes as Relena fell into the limo. ‘Yuy’ I mouthed to her as I sat down to support Relena. Dorothy just rolled her eyes again.

Hilde was pacing when we finally arrived she looked a little flustered which was unusual for Hilde since she was a really really organised person.

“What took you guys so long?” she questioned. I could tell she was pissed off the thing about Hilde was that if things didn’t go her way the ones responsible for the mishap took the highway. But since we were her best friends she let us off. Barely. We took our seats on the small stand in front of a large velvet curtain. On the stand were our three chairs and a podium with a microphone. Hilde took centre stage. She looked fab in her Ralph Lauren hot pants. Even though Hilde adored fitness she loved to mix sport and designer fashion together this was sort of her trade mark. She began her speech. Everything was running smoothly until Relena started to sway in her seat. I looked at Dorothy obviously she had noticed this too. I gently (without bringing too much attention to myself) put my arm around her shoulder to keep her up right. Dorothy placed her hand behind her chair and grabbed a hand full of Relena’s long hair and pulled so her head would stop drooping. “…ladies and gentlemen with the help of my best friends Dorothy Catalonia, Relena Peacecraft and the up and coming talent Midii Une. (I loved the way she said up and coming because no one had heard of me yet) I would like to unveil the newest part of the spa.” We didn’t know this was going to happen. The crowd was applauding I jabbed Relena hard in the ribs she muttered something but I tried not to look weird as me and Dorothy pushed her up and gently walked forward. We linked her arms to make it look like we were the very best of friends and we couldn’t let each other go. We slowly made it to the podium all eyes were on us. They must have known something was wrong. Hilde was giving us the strangest of looks. “OK when we press the button the curtain will reveal what we came here today to see.” Like the Musketeers all four of us had a finger on the button. We pressed it and the curtain fell to reveal an entire new dance studio, above the door was a plaque. ‘Wufei Chang’s school of martial arts.’ Hilde had merged with the local karate man so this could be part of her spa stroke gym. Not a bad idea. The privileged guests cheered. As me and Dorothy took in the new part of the building we only let go of Relena for a split second but that was all it took she fell onto the podium like a bag of shit. Unfortunately she had landed on the operating button, and her weight caused the podium and herself to topple over the edge. The crowd gasped as she hit the floor it wasn’t very high though. However, the curtain began to rise again then drop then rise then drop. So an unconscious Relena, a malfunctioning curtain, a hysterical Hilde and TV Cameras what could be better?

I offered to take Relena home. Wish I hadn’t though. She was sick before a taxi pulled over so the taxi wouldn’t wait. More photographers had gathered around her. She was going to feel humiliated in the morning at least. But this was Relena and she was in the papers a lot so I suppose this wouldn’t be any different. Then my knight in shining armour arrived. It was in the shape of a dark blue BMW but the same difference. The door opened and Heero Yuy told me to hop in. I collapsed on the back seat with Relena. She was starting to get heavy. He hadn’t said a word he was so quiet. Sort of freaked me out.

“Thank you,” I said.

“I did it for her,” he replied.

Great I thought. “Where do you live?” he asked.

“Not too far. Will Relena be OK with you?”

“If you are implying will she be safe with me then yes she will. If you are implying that she will be safe when she finally sobers up then I cannot guarantee that.” After a brief pause, “that was a joke.”

“Oh ha ha ha,” I tried my best to laugh but Heero just gave me the creeps. I cant believe I went to college with this guy. At long last we arrived at my place I slid out told him to look after her and make sure she is OK. One can never be too careful.

Two days later I was walking into my hall and there was a letter that I had feared. An eviction notice from the old fart downstairs. So I was two months behind I had been two months before. I suppose this was the last straw. I collapsed against the wall and had a little cry, well it turned into more of a complete sob as I was comforted by my three friends. They had arrived at my dive as soon as I had called Dorothy. Relena was terribly hung over, and Hilde wasn’t even talking to her. But that didn’t matter at this moment in time it was me who had the problem. I suppose mother was right I should have just bit the bullet and took a piss on Milliardo.

“You know I always have a spare room, at mine,” Relena offered.

“Thanks,” I chocked. Dorothy then had the most best idea yet.

“Midii stand up.”

“What?”

“Just stand up and take that gown off.”

“But I only have my underwear under it.”

“Exactly.” I gingerly stripped in front of my friends we were all girls right? “Midii why don’t you come and work for me I mean you do have a great body and 2^nd Skin would look great on you. Just do a couple of shoots and see how it turns out.” I was dumbfounded but Hilde and Relena agreed. I had never thought of my body as model quality, I did like to keep in shape and I watched what I ate. With no other option I had to accept then to celebrate my big break we all went out to the new club, Nexus.

I woke up feeling like shit. Floods of memories came back, we were having tequila contests, then we were approached by some really good looking men who Dorothy knew. She said something to me but I can’t really remember. I remember dancing with a man who was taller than me can’t really remember what he looked like I don’t think it mattered. I sat up and got out of bed well fell actually and made my way to the kitchen. I had a black coffee, then collapsed on the breakfast bar stool. I then went about doing some needed stuff like beg my landlord to give me a few more weeks which he reluctantly agreed to then make arrangements with Dorothy for my debut. Then when I had been sick twice I felt a lot better. Not bothering to wash my face or clean my teeth I put my hair in a pony tail and put my tracksuit on I went for a jog around the large park in the centre of the city. I had gotten half way around when someone shouted me, starring around to see where the voice had come from. I hadn’t noticed the rock on the pathway and went flying over it skidding on my knees. Strong arms picked me up I turned around and saw a face I had never expected to see in real life. Quatre Winner.

“I am sorry Midii I didn’t mean for you to fall.”

“Its OK,” I said as brushed my knees. I went to college with him too. Me, Heero, Quatre and Relena all went to college together well Relena only did a year and a half. As like Relena, Quatre inherited his fathers business empire and to society’s surprise had increased the profitability by 145%. Well that was what I had read in the newspaper. I did have a few shares with Winner Inc. I put my faith in him. “So what are you doing here in Sanq?”

“Its my father’s idea he still has input into my personal life. He wants me to settle down and start a family.”

“Yikes.”

“I know I’ve only just moved here and I’m renting an apartment on the North Side.” The North Side was the elite of the elitist in the social ladder this is where Dorothy and Relena lived. Hilde was an elitist but she lived in a converted attic above her spa. This to me is a bit creepy. When I actually talk like this I wonder why those three hang out with me. Maybe Dr Harrison was right? “I see you a lot in the papers.”

“Me?” I replied rather shocked.

“Yeah, especially when you were dating Milliardo Peacecraft. You Lena, Dorothy and Hilde are always together.”

“I’m not really that famous. I haven’t even had my book published yet because I haven’t finished it I’m going through a block.” Quatre was nice and sensitive. I walked through the park with him the rest of the way then I took him to Café Dian. We drank coffee and chatted about old times. I had almost forgotten that Heero, Quatre and I used to be the best of friends. It just shows how we drift apart in the real world. As we talked more I picked up on the fact that he was hinting about Dorothy. The way he kept mentioning her and wanting more information about her.

“So Quatre you want me to introduce you to her?” I was straight to the point.

“Yes,” he was so cute when he got shy.

“OK I’ll see what I can do.” I took his number and he got mine. It was time for me to play cupid.

The photo shoot was this at one o’clock, in the morning. This was inevitable to keep 2^nd Skin top secret or so Dorothy told me. I entered the studio a little nervous. I was going to be part naked in front of complete strangers. Dorothy was perched on a stool chatting on her phone with a cigarette in hand. She seemed pissed off. She acknowledged me with a wave. Crew was there setting up the set. As far as I can tell there was a glass wall and a factory, futuristic background. I sat down on a beanbag and lit up a cigarette for myself. The door swung open.

“I’m hear Dorothy darling!” the infamous Duo Maxwell. Everybody who was anybody wanted to have their picture taken by him. Dorothy immediately closed her phone and greeted her hallowed guest by kissing him on each cheek.

“Morning sweetheart.” There where rumours that the pair had fucked but no body really knew and they weren’t about to go telling secrets but if either one called the other, they were both willing to drop what they were doing. Maybe Dorothy had a friend who was a man, it seemed unlikely but who knew? The pair chatted and discussed ideas about the shoot. Then Duo and I were introduced. He circled me twice eyeing me up and down. Looking at me with his hand on his chin he finally commented on me.

“Perfect,” well that was a surprise on my account. He pulled out his mobile which was tiny and dialled a few numbers, “..yeah yeah. I’ve found the perfect partner for him get the chopper the shoot has to be this morning.” He turned smiling to Dorothy who was casually smoking. “Babe this is going to be big.” She trusted him so I went back to my beanbag and took out this months issue of Cosmo. An hour and a half later I felt Dorothy nudge me awake because I had dozed off.

“Are you ready?” she asked. I nodded. She ushered me into the changing room with her help I put on 2^nd Skin and out of modesty I pulled on the robe with DC initialled into it. I walked out. Duo was behind a tripod. Across the room just stepping out of the male changing room in a robe similar to mine was the most drop dead gorgeous man I had ever seen. He was a lot taller than me, his hair was outrageous and I just couldn’t wait till he was out of that robe.

“Put your tongue back into your head.” Dorothy whispered as she pushed me forward. I was too nervous to actually make a snide remark back. I just tiptoed forward. Duo turned to look at me.

“Well?” he questioned.

“What?”

“Take off the robe.”

“I I err Ok.” I slowly let it slide off me. I saw the other man just starring at me I blushed madly.

“Ok babe her is the deal. I want this 2^nd Skin to be the latest most cutting edge product of women’s lingerie out there on the market. I’m sure in that pretty blond of head of yours you figured we are going for a futuristic look.”

“No shit.”

“oh I like your attitude babe. Now you’ve seen the films. I want this underwear to be Artificial intelligence. And you are that A.I. so we are going to have stood behind the glass, add a bit of smoke and have our friend here Trowa have his hands all over you.”

“Oh?” I was starting to like the idea of this. But I didn’t want to seem too excited it made you look amateurish. I heard Dorothy snicker in the background. She must have been on this. I saw Trowa from behind Duo he too had removed his robe. I hoped I wasn’t drooling because the good people in makeup would be well pissed off. Dorothy finally made a suggestion,

“Why don’t we let them two get acquainted and we’ll start in ten minutes. OK?”

“I like that idea,” said Duo as he gave Dorothy the eye.

“I have some ideas I would like to show you but they are in my office,” said Dorothy. I could only guess what those ideas were.

“Lead the way.” That left me and Trowa alone. I suddenly started feeling self conscious. He smiled then his face went back to its original pose. I think he was going for the moody look.

“My name is Midii,”

“That’s nice,” Oh he was the cocky type eh. Well two can play that game.

“It is isn’t it?” he turned to me and like Duo looked me up and down.

“Look I don’t date models.”

“I’m not a model.”

“Could have fooled me.”

“You really have no idea who I am do you?” he just shrugged. “Ever see Dorothy, Relena Peacecraft and Hilde Schiebecker as a threesome.”

“No in the papers there is always the friend…” he gave me a closer look. “Wait you’re the friend?”

“Yes! I’m only doing this because I’m in a financial glitch.”

“I respect that. So Midii what do you do?”

“I’m a writer.”

“Cool. Finally someone with a brain. These shoots are usually so boring because even though some models are really clever and bright they are after one thing.”

“And that is?” He chuckled,

“You really aren’t a model. They are only after an old guy with money. Or any man with money. Weren’t you seeing Milliardo Peacecraft?”

“Yeah,” rolling my eyes at the thought.

“A lot of girls were envious of you. He was loaded you would never have had to work again.”

“Like you said I’m not a model.”

“That’s cool.”

Dorothy and Duo returned giggling like little kids her lipstick was a bit smudged. I prepared for my debut in this shoot. After my talk with Trowa who by the way also has the best body I wasn’t as nervous. After an hour of shooting I was fine being part naked, and I actually starting to make love to camera! The last shoot was probably the one that was going to be used. I was pinned against the glass by Trowa. My hands pressed up against the glass and my head slightly turned to the right. Trowa’s hands up from behind me. One was flat against my stomach and the other was sort of pulling on my shoulder. Duo ordered me to pant as if we were having sex. I wanted to laugh because it didn’t help that Trowa was blowing on my neck. More smoke then click click and it was over. So I suppose it was like sex once it was over I got dressed and left. Dorothy promised the check was in the post. It was nearly four in the morning as I left to catch a taxi. When I arrived at home, I was feeling horny and pissed. A) That Trowa is so fine he blew my mind hey Trowa! And B) I never got his number. On the answer machine was six new messages.

*beep*

Hi Midii its me Quatre. I was just wondering if you had asked her yet. Thanks again. Call me if you need anything and I mean anything.

*beep*

Its just me, I guess you haven’t called Dorothy yet. Please call back soon.

*beep*

Midii, Hilde still isn’t speaking to me could you give me a call.

*beep*

Its OK we are friends again. Oh and I’M GETTING MARRIED. I SAID YES!! YOU ARE SO MY BRIDESMAID. CALL ME SOON SO WE CAN ARRANGE THE FITTING! YYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!

*beep*

Midii its me Quatre! Have you forgotten my number?

*beep*

Hello Midii its me Trowa. I guess I called before you got home. I was just wondering if you wanted to go out sometime. I mean if you don’t date models that’s cool with me but if you want to here’s my number…

*beep*

WAIT?! The last message. I had to play that one again. How did he get my number? Dorothy I thought. I must remember to thank her. Before I went to bed I wrote another thousand words for my book then went to bed feeling really happy with myself.

After being impaled to death by pins from the nearsighted dressmaker the measurements had been taken for my bridesmaid outfit. Relena, Hilde and I went to Café Dian for cappuccinos. Well Hilde had Evian. Hilde hated me smoking she had this way of making me feel guilty but because my body was feeling a little sore I lit one up. Relena was day dreaming on cloud nine because of the gigantic rock on her finger and she was the first to get married out of the four of us and by the way things were going probably the last.

“You know Midii we all thought you were going to be first to walk the plank?” Relena said, nostalgia dripping in the air. Here we go I thought. “I didn’t see why you just didn’t pee on him.” I nearly spat my coffee out.

“You knew?!”

“We all did darling. I was his trusted confidence. He loved you very much and there is still hope for you. He could drop Lu when ever. He still holds a torch for you ya’know?” This type of news was a definite shock to my system. I still had a crush on Milliardo if it wasn’t for his fetish. I couldn’t go back though because it would be having sex with an ex. That’s just nasty. And anyway I had new hopes with Trowa. These two just didn’t know about it yet. The rest of the day I lounged on Relena’s rooftop garden in the July sun. I really would like a tan but if I stay out too long I go a nice lobster pink. So every twenty minutes I would put yet another layer of sun factor 20 on. Hilde was swimming laps in the pool. Dorothy arrived at around 6 o’clock, the sun had gone lower by then so I decided to put my normal clothes on. She wasn’t the only one to arrive Duo Maxwell was there. He even greeted me with a kiss on each cheek. Relena was sucking up to Duo Maxwell, she wanted him as the photographer at the wedding. When he asked was I going he agreed. My head was starting to swell until it was deflated by Hilde entering dripping wet, perfect tiny body and a towel around her waist.

“Hilde babe!” Duo practically squealed as her hugged her and kissed her on the lips. “Let me take your picture?”

“No.” she declined? I was shocked. Shaking his head letting his braid swing he slouched onto Relena’s Italian leather couch defeated.

“Of all the people who want me to take their picture only you Hilde Schiebecker won’t let me take it. It would do wonders for the spa.”

“My spa is doing wonderful on its own thank you very much now if you don’t mind. Relena can I use your room to change?” I think Hilde is stupid. Sure Duo was a slight pre Madonna but he wasn’t ugly or fat or a pervert. Maybe she was a lesbian. Dorothy hit Duo playfully.

“Don’t play too hard to get.” She snorted.

“But she is playing too too hard to get. She wont return any of my calls what am I going to do? She is more interested in getting and staying fit. How fit can someone be?” Duo slouched even more on the couch. I think he should have been an actor. This reminded me I had some work to do.

“Dorothy can I have a word with you?” I stood up and walked to the kitchen. We both lit up cigarettes. “Have I ever talked to you about Quatre Winner?”

“Who the blond billionaire?”

“Yeah.”

“I always wondered about him. How tall is he?”

“Would that matter if it came down to going on a date with him?”

“No way Midii I don’t want to date I can’t be bothered especially with the launch of 2^nd Skin.”

“Oh please, for me this would be the favour that you wanted to do for me.”

“I don’t know.”

“He’s really nice in a cute sort of way.”

“Fine Midii but if you keep using those puppy dog eyes to get favours out of me I’m gonna smack you.”

“Great! Well except for the smacking part.”

“Tell him to meet me at Café Dian. Then if he really wants to impress me tell him I want to go The Rax.”

“But you have to book months in advance to get there.”

“I know.”

When I got home there were four more messages. All from Quatre. So I finally dialled him up to give him the good and bad news.

“That’s no problem tell Dorothy I will meet her tomorrow at around 7.30. Thanks Midii this means a lot to me.”

“Any time Quatre it was no problem.” I put the phone down and wondered what to do. Poor guy was delusional no-one no matter what their status could get into The Rax, not even Dorothy. I rented City of Angels and ordered a pizza. The buzzer went.

“Pizza,” that voice! I recognised it.

“Who is it?”

“Its me.”

“Who’s me.”

“Trowa Barton.” I knew it.

“OK come right up.” Rushing around with a brush and managing to add lip gloss. I opened the door. There he was the man of my dreams in a pizza delivery uniform. I could have cried.

“Usually people come down for their pizza. I wont charge you extra though only because its you.”

“You’re a pizza delivery guy?”

“Read the shirt.”

“But I thought you was a model.”

“Well I am sort of a freelance model. Its usually only Duo Maxwell who calls me up. I am a proud employee of Domino’s.”

“Oh?” I hope I didn’t sound too disappointed. Visions of marriage, summer holidays in the Hampton’s even kids vanished into thin air.

“Don’t sound too gutted,” guess I did. “I’m only doing this to pay college fees. I’m studying to be a vet.”

“Oh.” My tone had brightened up. At least holiday in the Hampton’s dream had returned on that brighter note.

“Well this is my last delivery tonight.” He couldn’t half hint. But I took the bait.

“Oh well it’s a pretty big pizza would you like to come in I was just going to watch a film.”

“Sure.” He seemed so cute when he was humble. The night went from boring to exciting. We shared the pizza even though Trowa picked off all the meat because he was a vegetarian. He told me that when he did model he put on a bad attitude so he could get respect. It did help knowing Duo Maxwell though. Duo Maxwell used to date Trowa’s sister in college but it never went any where. So the boys had remained friends. “I really appreciate him. I never take us for granted because without the money I earned from the occasional shoot I would never have been able to afford the fees. But I graduate at the end of this semester. Seven years but its been worth it.”

“Wow.” So he talked but I listened intently because he was so fine. At the end of the film it was around eleven o’clock. In between I had gotten us a bottle of wine to share. I drank most of it so my head was buzzing and I was horny as hell. It was sort of like a movie when the couple look at each other coyly and they smile and move slowly together but in this scene I jumped his bones. I know he was a delivery guy but he was also a vet in training so that balanced out his shagability. Sex was amazing, it was just plain mind blowing. On nights like these I’m glad I’m a woman. As we sat there in bed smoking Marlboro lights I felt relaxed for the first time in ages. Then Trowa said the words I had never wanted to hear again.

“It would be really erotic if you would urinate on me.” I chocked on the smoke I had just inhaled. Then to make matters worse he started laughing.

“What?!”

“Dorothy said you would freak if I asked you to do that.” At that moment in time I wanted to kill her. But at the same time kiss her. She really annoyed the hell out of me. I put the cig out and rolled over. With Trowa still chuckling to himself I fell asleep.

The following week, I was reading the paper and as per usual Relena’s picture was in there she was flashing the ring that Heero had gotten her. It was huge, and by the look of Relena’s arm it was heavy too. I had seen Trowa twice since our first encounter. He is charming. I think I nearly swooned. I know he isn’t rich but we have been doing stuff where money doesn’t matter. Take yesterday for example we went to the zoo. It was fun and charming just like Trowa. While I was on cloud nine to make me even higher my check came through. I couldn’t believe it. It was three months pay and with some to spare. I went out and spoiled myself on a facial at the spa and a new Butler and Wilson bucket bag just for the hell of it. After the retail therapy I returned home to check my messages. To my amusement there was one.

*beep*

Darling I love you. Quatre is the dearest little sweet thing I have ever met. He is so cute and we had the best seats at The Rax. Photographers were everywhere. Anyway enough about me lets talk about you. The advert is going to be launched tomorrow night on the largest bill board in Sanq City. Yes, you and I both know where that is. Above the happeninest night club, Nexus!!! I cannot wait, you and Trowa are going to be my stars but there is a catch (here we go I thought) you have to make an appearance in 2^nd Skin and only 2^nd Skin. Now I know about your modesty but I could tell you enjoyed it once you got used to being in your underwear. Please do this for me I would love you forever. Oh yeah Hilde wants to know if you are coming yoga this Wednesday. See you soon.

*beep*

I called Dorothy and gingerly accepted the nearly naked things I had to do for her. At least Trowa was doing the same. I lit a cigarette and paced up and down my living room. I was so bloody nervous I didn’t know what to do with myself so I called Trowa. He came round and we had mind blowing sex, twice. This evidently helped me get my mind off the following night.

Here I was stood in a white dressing gown waiting to make my debut appearance. I peered around the curtain; police had closed off the roads so many photographers were squeezed against the barriers cameras at the ready. As I inhaled on my last Marlboro Light, Relena and Hilde came over giving me an encouraging hug and went to take their places near the stage. Heero and Quatre were chatting no doubt about old times at college. I saw Trowa at the other end of the curtain, with him was another woman. She was hugging him and he kissed her on the cheek. She was tall, thin and had large breasts. Who the hell was she?? I starred over he hadn’t noticed me yet I stood there fuming. He was looking at her so lovingly. Who the hell was she?? Then she left. I saw him turn towards me I quickly looked forward there was definitely no amusement on my face. This woman could just go to hell and so could Trowa for that matter. I heard the crowd cheer as Dorothy said some words. I was roughly shoved on stage (minus the gown) as the lights were finally lit for the actual advert. The crowd cheered even louder. I watched as Dorothy stood there clapping and smiling. I looked up and there I was. I was huge, not in the bad sense. The billboard was massive. I had never realised. And now all of Sanq City could see it. It was amazing I felt so star struck. Camera flashes were blinding as I made my way over to centre stage. I felt famous for once. I wasn’t the ‘friend’ that hung around with the ‘It Girls’ I was famous for something on my own. I smiled for the paparazzi and waved, I noticed that Trowa was trying to get near me all the time but I kept on backing off while still trying to look professional. To finish off the night Nexus was opening for A list people only. I was in the VIP section (I wasn’t naked I did have clothes on). I was casually sipping martinis on a glass table with Relena, Heero, Duo, Hilde, Dorothy and Quatre, who might I add were all over each other. It made you want to be sick. I was trying to have a nice time but the more I drank the sicker I felt. Soon enough Trowa and his ‘tramp’ approached the table. I can’t really remember much but I definitely threw my glass of martini over him. I was fuming, I have never been so angry in my life. I don’t think that I have ever acted this way before. It was probably because I had never liked someone as much. Fuzzy memories of staggering out of the club and hailing a taxi came crashing back. I awoke in my bed which was a blessing. I had the mightiest hang over and when I looked down at my feet they were totally butchered by 400 credit shoes. I staggered to the bathroom removed a piece of glass from my foot and got into the shower. My stomach was turning so I couldn’t face eating anything. I went to my phone and what a surprise I had one new message.

*beep*

Midii it’s me Trowa. Look I don’t know what I did to make you so upset but I’m sorry I was only coming over to introduce you to my sister Catharine. I’m coming over today at twelve if you wanna talk then we will. If you don’t then you don’t. I really want us to work Midii I like you a lot and I thought you liked me too. I’ll see you later.

*beep*

I looked at my watch, it flashed eleven thirty. How could I have slept so late? I had to make some calls first though.

“Hello Hilde? It’s me.”

“And what happened to you last night. I told you alcohol would be the downfall now I don’t see why you had to go and do that to such a nice gentle man like Trowa. Have you even seen his body, Christ Midii you are stupid.”

“Nice to speak to you too Hilde. Look I was wondering what happened last night did I say anything, do anything stupid?”

“Well you threw the martini over the poor man.”

“I know that.”

“Well that was it Midii that’s why we thought that you had gone crazy. Midii if there is a problem you have to start talking to us no matter what engagement we are at.”

“Thanks Hilde.”

I put the phone down and paced the hall way. There was no time to get remotely presentable so I waited for the shit to hit the fan when the buzzer buzzed.

“Hi Midii it’s me Trowa will you let me in?”

“Sure come on up.”

He got up them stairs fast enough. God I was nervous I thought I was going to pee myself. I opened the door, it wasn’t Trowa just a bunch of red roses. Behind the roses was of course Trowa.

“Hey,” he said.

“Hey,” I said (what a start?). I let him in.

“Midii I don’t know what I did but I know it upset you…”

“Wait Trowa, it wasn’t you it was me. I saw you with that girl who is your sister I started fuming then when we went into Nexus drank far too much too fast and took my anger out on you. Tell her you are sorry because after she had kissed you I thought you were going out with her and that you loved her and not me.” Oh my God I had said the L word.

“Loved?”

“Did I say loved? I meant liked a lot. Because I do like you a lot too.”

“Well you got one thing right I do love my sister and we are close, but not in the incestuous way.”

“Well she does have large tits.”

“I hadn’t really noticed, and I love your tits too. I love everything about you I think your funny, smart and very sexy.”

“Oh, well then I guess I really did mean to say love then.”

“Yeah I guess you did now how’s about make up sex?”

“I could go for that.”

“But we didn’t just have sex we made love it wasn’t just a fuck,” I told the girls a few weeks later at Café Dian. Dorothy lit up a cigarette,

“Well look who’ll be the next one down the isle then?”

“Oh no I have no interest in getting married.” Relena was still with her head in the clouds,

“You should Midii it’s a wonderful feeling because everyone is so nice to you even though they don’t mean it which doesn’t bother me at all but it’s also about commitment you know? I’m going to spend the rest of my life with Heero.”

“Wow Relena that is deep,” Hilde commented. She had been quiet for the majority of the time.

“Hilde is something wrong?” I asked.

“Well it’s not that what I’m about to tell you is a bad thing, I just don’t know how to handle it on my own.” Oh my God a serious situation which included all four girls. Dorothy nodded her head for Hilde to continue. She took a deep breath, the anticipation was killing me, “you guys I’m pregnant.”