96 A beautiful pair of buttocks always catches my eye (1/2)

3:10 pm Eleanor panicked and begged me to stop my craziness during lunch. She did not understand how someone as thin as me was able to eat something that was not on the map and eat it that way. A good big steak of 220 grams is at this moment dissolving in my stomach. The advantage when you eat at this time in this type of establishment is that apart from two or three businessmen signing various contracts, no customers are present to judge the actions of others present at the scene. In this way, I could eat like a glutton without worrying about my image.

Serges meanwhile, made fun of me. Not only had he lied to me about his identity, but he had told me that he would be my assistant fashion designer. But before our departure, he announced to me laughing that I will continue my fitting tomorrow with my real assistant. Assistant Director or not, this man is an idiot. Not knowing how long my meeting with Serges would last this morning, I will not try the accessories until 6:00 pm. Which means that I have almost 3 hours left and I already know how to use them. I get up from the table with a big smile on my face and after leaving the restaurant, I cross the corridor that leads me to the reception of the hotel.

I'm going to put this interlude at a profit for doing something useful. ”Hello Mister, I'd like to book a room for this afternoon.”

Eleanor who just heard what I just said does not give the receptionist the opportunity to answer. ”Lisa, why do you want to book a room? Are you sick because you ate too much?”

I do not really understand why she asks me a question whose answer is so obvious. ”Eleanor, sometimes you really ask very stupid questions. To take a nap of course.”

Why does she this look so surprised? ”Lisa, you really are different from the other models I worked with. I think it will take a while to get used to your relaxed and extravagant personality.”

Relaxed, extravagant me? You're wrong Eleanor, I'm neither relaxed nor extravagant. I obey only my most basic instincts. If I want to eat I eat. If I want to sleep I sleep and if I want to make love...”

”Stop, no need to say more, I understood Lisa. Do not bother to go into details, your explanation is very clear. Monsieur give him his room and I will also rest in a sofa.”

Opportunity to laugh in sight. ”We can share the bed if you want. Sir, a room with a double bed please. A king-size bed would be perfect.”

Haha, what is this head in distress? Is she afraid of me eating her? ”Sir, forget the double bed. Lisa, it's not worth it, I assure you. I'll sleep in a couch.”

I am going to have fun. I look straight into her eyes, then look down and look at her thighs. I lick my lip and then I look right in the eyes again. ”Too bad, my agent is so cute and her thighs do me very envy. I would like that we get to know each other more intimately, how to say, more in depth. Haha, you would see your head. Reassure yourself, I was joking. What you thought was so obvious that I wanted to have a little fun me to teasing you. But if one day you're bored, come visit my room, my door will always be open and we will share a delicious moment. Haha.”

Eleanor is so red, so embarrassed that I think I'm going to have a lot of fun playing with her. To be honest, she would have responded favorably to my invitation, I gladly removed her clothes, but now I really want to take a nap so I'll try to seduce her another day. His thighs are so tempting that I long to visit their interior because I guess it must be very warm and very welcoming. Do not think about it anymore or I'm going to wet my panties and get excited by myself.

As I head for the elevator, a girl who is no more than 4.9 feet tall and does not have to be over 16 gets on my way. She gives me a big smile, but she has to break her neck to look at me. I return her smile, but when she opens her mouth, I understand that my nap will be shorter than expected and sigh inside.

”Hi Lisa, I'm Emma Kent. I am a reporter for a new magazine called 'Digital Generation'. It's been 6 months now and we are based in Boston. I do not know if you know our magazine but we only publish our articles online. Our editor at age 19, as for the rest of the team we are between 14 and 17 years old. I assure you that we are very professional and do our work seriously. I know, in order to get an idea, you can look now if you don't have trust. No? Ok, so I continue my explanation. We take advantage of the fashion week to meet 8 model, 4 male and 4 female that our readers have selected whose they want more information. Would you like to answer an interview? The interview will be very simple, very short and it will be mostly focused on what you like. I will not ask any trick questions and you will have the right to refuse a question if you think that it harms your image or if it's embarrassing for you.”

I smile because this young Miss who is shaking is visibly afraid that I will refuse, certainly because of her young age, but that is precisely the reason why I will not be able to reject her. Damn, security agents are effective here. Emma has just joined me but they are already coming in our direction. ”Eleanor, can you tell the Men in Black that they do not have to bother and that everything is fine. I thank you. Emma, ​​let's sit in a living room, it will be quieter.”