Page 68 of Untouchable Billionaire

Oh, baby!The world shrinks to his piercing eyes as the doors close.In the shrinking span, I assure him."I'm going to hold you to that."

"Ciao."He gives me a head nod.

"See ya!"I give him a twinkling finger wave, and his big beautiful smile is the last thing I see.

The doors close, and happiness explodes within me.I lean on the back wall rolling my eyes and holding my heart."This is crazy!I've got to text Cat and tell her everything."

In my apartment, I head first for the shower.When I'm finished, I examine my body for the millionth time in the full-length mirror.It is a necessary part of being a dancer and performer.

I hear Cat's voice as she tells her dancers."Your body is your money maker.You have to examine it regularly."

I stare at my reflection.I'm petite, and while that is unacceptable in most modeling circles, it is perfect for the entertainment role.

James, my show's producer, assured me when I started performing as an impersonator.

"It's easy to make yourself appear taller or heavier, but it's next to impossible to make yourself appear shorter and thinner.We can make you anyone you want to be with the right makeup, wig, and props, but you have to make everyone believe it."

I asked, "But what about my big boobs?How do you make them appear smaller?"

Cat chimed in, "Don't be silly, Siri!Everyone wants beautiful tits like yours.They stay real.The natural movement is something money can't buy and always, always draws the attention of a man's eye."

She lectures all her dancers, "Men don't want to see a hard, lean bodybuilder on a pole.They want to see a curvy girl.They like stacked and packed!"

If I'm in the room, she grabs my tits, shoves them up at "stacked," then spins me around to swat my ass at "packed," and everyone laughs.

Walking into my bedroom, I pick up my iPhone, plop on my bed, and text Cat.

Hey, Lady.Met a guy.A fucking fine feast!Can't breathe around him.

She doesn't respond immediately, so I roll on my back, stretch my arms over my head and wait.She is probably at the bar checking the liqueur levels about now.Then she will do a quick headcount backstage to see which dancers are warming up.She will check her text in-between to see if anyone is calling in sick.

I sigh.I miss that lifestyle, but it has been good to get away.I feel rejuvenated.Rested, but I'm ready to return.

My iPhone rings."Brick House" by the Commodores plays.It's Cat.

Hey baby girl!You met a man?

OMG!Yes!He is absolutely gorgeous!I am so excited.

That is dope!How?

He moved into my apartment building.

Sweet and convenient!:) What does he do?

Army Aviator.A helicopter pilot.

Cool!Have you hooked up yet?

No.I don't even know his first name but his last name is Moore.

I can tell you want Moore.;D

Oh yeah!I'm dreaming of more with Moore.

Hey, I have to run.Call me with details.

Ok.I miss you!Give the girls my love and Bart too.