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OPEN Posted: Jan 5 2018, 12:33 AM
A soft sound of light breathing was heard throughout the room as the form in bed was curled in a slight ball and dark brown hair fanned around her head. Knocking was heard at the door which caused a small stir in Vivian but not enough to wake her up. With only a few back-to-back meetings today (which was in the morning) she decided to nap. But not before instructing her maid to wake her up in the evening so that she could get ready for the party. Another knock was heard and Vivian stirred more but did not wake up, instead, she just extended her legs slightly and used certain muscles to roll over and curl even further into her comfortable cotton covers.
She snuggled into the covers until her room door then opened up revealing a woman in her twenties. The woman had a black messy bun at the top of her head, some blue eyeshadow that was above blue eyes and light contour on pale skin. The woman cleared her throat and tried to wake up her Mistress that way, but it did not work. So instead and with some fear that she may lose her job she extended her legs one at a time to thus walk over to the king sized bed. She placed a hand on her Mistress shoulder and shook her lightly.
Sure enough that woke up the sleeping woman and she almost tensed with panic at the thought that she overslept but the woman quickly calmed her down. “It is okay Miss Vivian, the party doesn’t start until a few hours.”
Slowly, dark brown eyes filled with foggy sleep, registered what her maid said and she smiled sheepishly at the woman before nodding her thanks. The maid quickly moved away from her Mistress and awaited orders, she just hope she didn’t slip up. Vivian smiled at the woman and let out a soft chuckle. “Please do not be so tensed Agnes, you were right to wake me up like that, especially if no other options worked.” Vivian said with a yawn.
Using an hand to throw back the covers she got up from the bed wearing just slacks and a blouse. The clothes she was wearing now, she wore earlier to her back-to-back meetings, she just couldn’t help but go to sleep in them. After she shifted legs to dangle over the bed and feet hovering above her wooden floor, she slowly slid down from the bed and stood up straight. With a light stretch she moved out of the way so her maid could make the bed up. Vivian decided now was the time to take a shower and shampoo her hair. Taking strides and holding a air of elegance and grace she moved to the bathroom. The light automatically turned on and soft music started to play, Vivian took that time to close the bathroom door.
Liking the selection of music, Vivian set the shower water temperature, and it automatically turned on and started to run water. After some tugging of her clothes she was now naked and ready to get cleaned up. Using her hand, she pulled the shower curtains to the side and stepped into the tub. After stepping in she used that same hand to pull the curtains back in place. With a soft sigh, she leaned her head underneath the running water and let it wet her long hair.
After leaning back from the running water, she then picked up her shampoo and poured some onto the palms of her hands. Once she lather the shampoo up a bit she gently massaged it into her scalp and hair. Once she got her hair nice and foamy-like, she put her head under the water to rinse the foam off. Vivian did this two more times before putting in some leave in conditioner, then she decided it was time to freshen up her body.
It was quite a bit before Vivian decided she was clean enough to get out of the shower, she then moved the shower curtain to the side and stepped out.The water automatically turned off after sensing that nothing was there.
Her bathroom and herself smelled of almonds and cherry blossoms, after drying off she wrapped the towel around her person and moved to get her blow dryer. Once she plugged that up she used the comb of the blow dryer to detangle her hair as the hot air blew on it.
After minutes of blow drying she turned the dryer off then turned to the door, using an hand to open the door she headed straight for her wardrobe. Agnes hurriedly went to pick up her Mistress clothes and left the bathroom and room to go clean them. Once Vivian reached her rather large walk-in closet, she ventured deeper into it to where her dresses were lined up at.
Some time passed before she finally decided on not only an outfit, but on a hairstyle to go with it. She decided on a Gauri & Nainika white halter dress, and with it she would put on white earrings and white heels. Deciding that that was the way to go she grabbed the outfit and walked over to the bed to lay it on the made bed. She removed her towel and went over to the nightstand to grab some lotion, sitting on the bed and making sure she wasn’t on her dress, she started to pour lotion on her hands and began to rub down her body with the cream. Once she was done with that she then got up, walked to a drawer and pulled it open. Fishing for her nice pair of white lace panties, she pulled those on; deciding no to a bra for today.
Rummaging through her jewelry box, she found a lovely pair of white earrings, once she pierced her ear lobes with them to put them on she was done with her head, for now. Slowly she walked around her king sized bed and picked up the dress. After some tugging and adjusting her breasts to fit into the right place she had the dress on and wore it beautifully. The dress was so gorgeous and it hugged her fittedly, she just wished they had more in a variety of colors. Light brown eyes glanced to the clock, it seems she needed to get a move on to meet with the people helping her with the party, she needed to make sure everything was set up.
Walking to her mirror, she made quick work with her hair, putting it up in a low bun and applying a smokey eye and some lip gloss. Once she was done with checking herself over she made sure to grab her charged cellphone, keys, wallet, and purse. Today she decided to carry a black purse and with some stuffing, her wallet was in it.
Heels clicked against the floor of her mansion as she made her way out of the room and down the curved steps. A butler by the door and her maid Agnes, she waited for one of them to open it, and when they did she gave them a smile of thanks and headed out of the door. Her mansion was rather big, not bigger than the golds but it was a fair size. She found that she didn’t want that big of a mansion anyways. Making quick steps down the small steps infront of the mansion she saw her limo waiting for her, with a smirk and a note to thank Agnes later for calling them, she made her way into the limo after the driver opened the door for her. “Thank you.” The man nodded his appreciation then closed the door after she was settled into the seat. Making quick strides around the car, he got into the limo, cranked it up and paused for a moment wanting to know where to take the gorgeous lady to. Vivian gave him a name of the street and place and with a ‘Yes Ma’am’ they were off.
While on her way to the place, she needed to quickly find a date! It has been some time since she had one but she needed to find one quick, and she didn’t want just about anyone. Normally she would seek out people but her days were busy. Humming softly, she pulled up her phone and went onto the Pinks website for an escort. After looking through profiles in the men section she finally came across a guy that looked like he could pass for a higher color. With quick work she copied his phone number and plugged it into her messages where the ‘to’ was at. Vivian then proceeded to text the man named Quinlan Cahill.
The message read: “Hello, you may have heard of me but my name is Vivian King, I am in need of your service for the next couple of hours. I just need a date, but do not worry, I will pay you for your time to join me at a very important promotional party tonight. If you are interested, please show up at Lexington Palace dressed in formal wear. Thank you~
One of her thumbs hit send and she held the phone within her hand as she waited for a text back. After about fifteen minutes, they were at Lexington Palace, it was a beautiful place that had the front look like a mansion but there was one rather huge conference room. People held everything from parties to conferences to events at the Lexington Palace. There she hoped the station were set up so that the people that came could test out the prototypes of her new product. A smile of excitement formed on glossed lips and with eager she waited until the limo stopped. Once it did the driver got out of the driver's seat and walked over to open up her car door. With another thanks to him, she stepped out of the car and walked up to the building.
Upon entering the building her nose took in the food that wafted through the air, she smiled. She loved when people worked just as hard at their job like she did hers. Before she could admire how the place looked one of her planners came up and with a smile Vivian knew that it was time to get to work. The party started in about an hour and thirty minutes, and normally it doesn’t take that long for that hour and thirty minutes to be up.
Posted: Jan 5 2018, 02:00 AM
listen closely, i'm lost without you
i call your name every day
There was something about the invitation she’d received that Cressida thought she shouldn’t ignore. It was an immense effort to for the Green to put on anything more than a pair of pants and a simple shirt. She had taken the time to leave the university early and returned to her families home. It was so silent these days that she couldn’t bear to spend much time there, her daughter’s room remained untouched from the day she was lost.
In moments of pain and desperation, she sat on the floor outside the door and cradled her knees up to her chest, imagining what sage advice she would be given by the teenager. “Come on Mum, you need to look like amazing. You’ve got that dress in the back of your wardrobe that you never wear.” The girl's voice echoed through her mind, “You can wear your hair swept up in one of those fancy chignon things you do for me. You know, like this?” The faint image of the girl grasped her hair like they’d do on some many occasions for school.
“Okay, okay.” Cressida sighed softly and pushed herself up from the floor. All other doors remained open apart from that one. She moved into her room, the bed made neatly with a blanket folded across its width. Her hand pulled open the large mirrored wardrobe door to reveal hangers filled with clothes, half were female and the rest male. She let her fingers feel the knitted texture of one of Pax’s jumpers and she smiled faintly. Her hand moved back to inspect each of her hangers, she knew the dress Grace would have approved of. Floor length red cropped velvet with capped shoulders and a plunging neckline.
Lifting it out of the wardrobe she laid it on the bed, it was time to wash away the day's grime and prove she could be more than just a brilliant mind. She failed to see the need to do so but agreed it was perhaps time that she made an effort to show her face. Her hair was left wrapped in a turban as she meticulously applied her makeup, a steady-handed cat eyeliner, warm cheeks and a nude lip. She struggled to think of the last time she made such an effort as she stared at herself in the mirror.
Tipping her head forward she unfurled the towel around her head and flicked back the damp tendrils of her hair. Brushing them roughly to untangle before cooly blowing them with the hairdryer. Her thin honey-toned hair had a natural wave that Grace loved to style, she’d braid one side and then the other, asking her mother to complete the look with a messy bun at the back of her head. Cressida’s fingers followed that routine, securing her hair with several pins before going back and pulling out small sections from under the braids for a more whimsical look.
The woman in the mirror stared back, she had been tired and worn, but now she looked as if the past hadn’t affected her at all. She was a new woman. There would be no plus one, this was enough of a task without adding further pressure to the situation. The only items that remained on her to do list were, put on footwear and arrive on time. She was sure that someone warned her that arriving at the specified time to such events was never a good idea, but she was never one to follow social norms.
Not being able to see her feet beneath her dress she resorted to her trusty and comfortable ballet flats, the hem hid a multitude of sins. A small black satin clutch finished her look and before she had a chance to change her mind she left. There was no turning back if she was already there. Her hand pulled open the hover car door and she set off. Following the directions to Lexington Palace, unsure of what she should expect when she arrived.
Posted: Jan 6 2018, 08:43 PM
Offline / PINK
A shadow is cast wherever he stands
Stacks of green paper in his red right hand
Quinlan huffed as he was brought back from the land of sleep abruptly and sharply by a loud ping sound. It came from beside his right ear and it took a few moments for him to connect the dots as to what it was. His phone. Right. Lifting his head up from the soft pillow, he reached out to silence the regular ping sound of a new message. Before he checked who it was, Quin's sleep muddled mind followed the arm still splayed across him to Annie. A smirk rose to Quin's face as he thought of the last few hours with the other pink, their nakedness not a coincidence.
Rolling his neck, Quin finally looked at the message, eyebrows raising as an unfamiliar number popped up. It was fairly rare that clients directly contacted a pink but he recognised the name immediately. Vivian King. He had heard from a couple of Pinks that she was hosting a party tonight and they had scored dates with a couple of the attendees. Apparently the hostess herself hadn't got one yet either and was asking for his services. Well... as if Quin needed an excuse to get dressed up and pretty. And potentially meet a few new clients on the way
He pushed the arm across him off, wiping a hand across his face and considering a reply to her message. 'Hello, Ms. King. I'm very pleased to accept your invitation and will meet at the Lexington Palace in just over an hour. Do let me know if I assist in any way until then. See you soon, Quin.' That sounded formal enough, right? He glanced at Annie. The other Pink was better at technology than him but he couldn't wake him up. That would be too mean after their session.
Humming quietly, Quin got himself ready. Having a long shower and pulling out his formal suit, opting for a bow tie this time. He tied the laces on his shoes before walking around the bed, dropping a kiss to Annie's temple before heading out and using a large coat to cover his suit. Shaps was hardly located in the nicest part of town so he couldn't very well risk getting mugged for simply looking richer than he actually was. Before he knew it, he was in front of the Lexington Palace and thankfully before most of the other guests arrived. It would be good for them to work out whatever story this Vivian King wanted to spin beforehand.
He knocked on the door, eyes shining as one of the workers blinked at him. He was used that reaction. "Hello, I'm here for Ms. King, if you please?" Following the woman in, Quin let his arms cross behind his back as he was shown to his date for the night. Setting on an easy smile, Quin's eyes shimmered as he looked at her. "Please to meet you, Ma'am."
Posted: Jan 6 2018, 09:38 PM
Once Cressida got closer to the place, all she had to do was open the door and a servant would take her to the ballroom, good thing there was one servant already outside, the servant lead the nicely dressed woman inside of the palace and into the ballroom.▲▲▲
Although, It would be quite a bit before the promotion actually began but Vivian didn’t mind early guests, in fact she liked the ones that showed up early,. Whether it was because they were eager to see what the new product was or because they just wanted to chat, she was fine with either. Her attention went back to the room at hand, the room was huge, she was able to fit about twenty stations on the far right side of the room. Light brown optics watched as they set up a curtain to cover almost half of the room to keep the stations from being seen. A smile formed on her lips until she then felt her phone vibrate. Out of curiosity, she pulled her phone up to view the message. It was from the Pink that she texted earlier, with a smirk she knew that he wouldn’t pass up this very important thing. Now she just need to find out what tale to spin, if any, but honestly, all she had to say was that he was her date and be done with the discussion.
But it would be best to come up with a story just in case a pushy Gold decided that they wanted to know. With a slight scoff at that, she used her thumbs to type back a reply.
Wonderful, I shall see you then. A thumb hit the send button and the message sent fairly quickly to the Pink.
Vivian half wondered if she made the right decision in hiring a Pink as a escort to her very important party but dismissed the negative and decided that this would have to do. Being a CEO was very hectic at times and sometimes you got no time to just mingle with people. With a furrow of her finely lined eyebrows she wondered if she was working too much? It was true, she never took breaks and had always been a hard working woman, she had to be. Especially, if it meant getting out of her parents shadows. Don’t get her wrong, she loved her parents a bunch, but being in their shadow was no fun.
A strike of pain went through her as she thought about her parents, they would have been so proud of their little princess growing up and becoming CEO. A bittersweet smile formed on her lips as she thought that as soon as she made a hit, her parents passed away. But it was fine, she was sure they were looking down on her now, with the stars and beyond. Inner-ly shaking her head she dismissed negative thoughts again and then called out to her planner to get started on other stuff.
Vivian was just chatting with her planner until she saw a male being lead by a servant over to her. Light brown optics looked the male over, if this was the Pink then he was finely dressed, she would have pegged him for a silver too. Maybe even a gold. This was good, if he looked the part of a higher color then no one would really question who he was and would just go with that he was her date. Perhaps say that they met at a coffee shop and wanted to go on a date or something. Humming in thought she continued to look him over while a kind smile was upon her glossed lips.
Her sweet voice spoke up for him to hear after the servant went back to work.
“Please, call me Vivian, Quinlan.”
With a smile she turned on her heels after beckoning him to follow her to a more private room. If he chose to follow then they would leave the overly big room, cross the hallway to enter into a very small room. Once she entered into the room, she waited for him to come in before shutting the door. Slowly, she walked over to lean against the desk that was inside of the room and she gave him another kind smile. It was genuine, nothing fake like most people of higher color did.
“You look handsome for this evening, some women might try to steal you from me.” She said with a chuckle.
“I almost mistaken you for a silver, maybe even a gold with how you dress. Not that I am surprised Pinks dress so well.”
After crossing arms under her breasts she spoke again. “What tale shall we spin if someone decides to pry deeper into our little, arrangement. Perhaps that we met at a cafe shop and exchanged numbers and here you are as my date?” Her mind was thinking of different things to say to people.
Maybe he had something better?
Posted: Jan 9 2018, 01:47 AM
listen closely, i'm lost without you
i call your name every day
Once Cressida got closer to the place, all she had to do was open the door and a servant would take her to the ballroom, good thing there was one servant already outside, the servant lead the nicely dressed woman inside of the palace and into the ballroom.
The car slowed to a crawl and the Green leaned over her steering column peering up at the palace, her eyes opened wide and lips parted. The warm uplighting reaffirmed the monumental size of the building. Shifting back in the seat she continued to move up the driveway, her eyes scanned perfect hedgerows and sculptural arches. Unaware if how slowly she was moving, gravel footsteps halted her.
A figure approached the vehicle, settling alongside. Cressida lowered the window and peered out into the darkness. They bent at the hip. “Ma’am? Please continue to the main entrance.” The handsome male smiled and gestured back up the drive from where he arrived from. She nodded, her smile reflecting more of a grimace as she leaned forward and continued to pull forward.
Her jaw lowered further and her brows arched upward. She slowed again, this time in the correct location. “You’re going to be fine, you look amazing. Go meet some new people.” Grace’s voice encouraged from beside her. The Green gripped the steering wheel tightly, building the courage to move. She involuntarily jumped when the car door opened and a hand was offered to her. She tensed her jaw and hesitantly took the hand, her legs swinging to allow the ungracious ballet flats settle onto the solid paving slab.
“Thank you.” Cressida half-heartedly offered as she was led away from the safety of her vehicle. Her eyes tracked it wondering if it was too late to get back in and find a liquor store. She stared up at the dozen stairs before ascending, her hand grasped the fabric of her dress to allow a more free moment.
“Welcome to Lexington Palace, please, follow me. Can I take your name?” A servant greeted the Green.
“Um, uh.” She stammered, “Doctor Cressida Andrews.” Her brows raised as if she were unsure of her own name and title. The fine marble tile designs distracted her for a moment, she released her grip from her side to lower the hem of her dress, it grazing the floor once more. “Have any other guests arrived?” She anxiously enquired, as her eyes attempted to find a crack in the door prior to being lead inside.
On entering Cressida realised she was the first. "Uh ... No, no they haven't." Champagne was still being poured, swiftly she picked up a glass and took a large mouthful of the sparkling drink. It was then she realised that perhaps she wasn’t ready for such an event.