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   The Makeup Artist

   by Stephanie Rose

   (A sexy makeup artist loves her celebrity clients.)

   ~~~

   Chapter 6: Nicole Scherzinger from the Pussycat Dolls: Live in Las
Vegas.

   ~~~

   First thing Tuesday morning, I awoke to warm, golden sunlight streaming
through my hotel window at The Palms in Las Vegas.  Glancing at the
nightstand, the alarm clock read just after 6am.

   Climbing out of the bed, my body ached a bit from the busyness of the
past two days:

   Early Sunday, I flew into Vegas to style the international pop star
Christina Milian for the MTV Video Music Awards.  Due to a lucky turn of
events, I also scored a lucrative job styling the R & B songstress Amerie
for Monday.

   Now it was Tuesday and with Amerie's job complete, I was free to fly
back home to Miami.

   Facing the windows, I did some light exercises to keep in shape,
including a few yoga poses and a set of Pilates moves.  As I exercised in
the sunlight, the warmth of the sun on my rich, brown skin felt divine.

   After about an hour, and feeling much more energetic and radiant, I took
a steaming hot shower.  Afterward, while still wet, I applied a warm,
coconut oil to my body to keep my milk chocolate skin silky smooth.

   Wrapping a soft, fluffy towel around my sweet-smelling body, I padded
out of the bathroom barefoot and took a long look in the huge, full-length
mirror next to the door.  I loved my bright, expressive, brown eyes, cute
nose and inviting smile.

   With a wicked grin, I undid the towel and admired my lovely frame.  My
satiny skin gleamed with the fragrant oil.  My round breasts sat full and
high on my chest.  My stomach, complete with a slight pooch, sloped
deliciously into my full, rounded hips.  My long legs, firm thighs and
toned calves also made me smile, but not as much as the smooth, dark
triangle between my legs.

   Wrapping the towel back around me, I grabbed my hair and makeup cases
and went back into the bathroom.  I then styled my shoulder-length, black
hair into loose waves that cascaded freely around my shoulders.  I
playfully shook it and grinned as the soft, tousled strands bounced and
then fell neatly back into place.

   Then I applied my makeup.  Wanting a soft, casual look, I added soft
bronze and golden shades to brighten my eyes and a rich, berry color to
make my lips and cheeks pop.

   Finally ready to get dressed, I slipped on a Victoria's Secret sheer
black bra and panty set, then a light blue top with snug jeans and matching
light-blue sandals.  I loved how the tight denim showed off my curvy ass,
thighs and calves.

   As I looked in the mirror, I loved how radiant I looked.  Vegas seemed
to be having a wonderful effect on me.

   Because I wasn't quite ready to book my flight home yet, I decided to
head down to the hotel restaurant for a leisurely breakfast and then maybe
hit a few shops before I decided to leave.

   Then I heard my cell phone ring.  I quickly pulled it out of my handbag.

   "Hello?"

   "Hi Nikii!  This is Saadia, your sorority sister!  What's up, sweetie?"

   I first met Saadia Jeffries, Nicole Scherzinger's lead stylist, Sunday
night at the VMAs while working with Christina.  I saw her again on Monday
while I was working with Amerie.  I suddenly remembered that she left me a
voicemail last night about a possible job styling Nicole today.

   Saadia definitely had my attention.  Besides being my sorority sister,
she was absolutely gorgeous.  I loved beautiful women and the image of her
light brown skin, soft curly hair and cute freckles danced in my mind.

   "Hey there, Soror!  How's it goin'?" I asked.

   "Good, thanks.  I'm sorry I'm calling you so early, but I've really
liked your work over the past couple of days.  So I was wondering...I need
a makeup artist for Nicole tonight.  Her regular girl's out sick
unexpectedly.  Are you interested?"

   Was she kidding?  "Yes, I'm interested," I said, grabbing a pen and
paper out of my handbag.  "What's the job?"

   "Nicole's doing a special performance tonight here in Vegas.  She'll be
performing at the new Pussycat Doll Lounge, which is located in Caesar's
Palace.  She hits the stage right at midnight.  You'll do her make up for a
press conference beforehand, the performance itself and then an afterparty.
As such, I'll need you from about 5pm `till about 2am.  And I'll make sure
you get a really nice bonus for filling-in on such short notice.  How's
that sound?"

   Once we talked about the looks she wanted to achieve, set the terms and
confirmed my fee, I quickly agreed.

   She let out a sigh of relief.  "Thanks so much, Nikii.  I was in a
pinch, so you're really helping me out.  I'm just sorry I called you so
early.  Were you asleep?"

   "Oh no.  In fact, I just finished working out and now I'm starving.  I
was about to go downstairs and get some breakfast."

   "Oh!  Well, it looks like I called just in time.  Why don't I take you
out?  It'll be my treat for you coming to my rescue."

   I grinned.  Rescuing beautiful damsels in distress seemed to be my
specialty.  "Ok, cool.  And thanks.  Breakfast sounds great."

   I looked over at my luggage and a few outfits I had strewn over one of
the chairs.  "Now I'm still at The Palms.  I guess I need to check out of
here by 11am..."

   "Oh, I got that.  Since the Pussycat Doll Lounge is here at Caesar's,
I'll just get you a room here.  So go ahead, pack your things, check out
now and just bring your stuff with you.  I'll pick you up in a bit, and
then we can go eat.  After breakfast, I'll take you to your room and you
can settle in and chill until tonight."

   I smiled.  I could get used to this.  "You're such a sweetheart.  Thanks
for taking such good care of me!"

   "You're my Soror.  I'm gonna look out for my peeps!" she said.  I could
hear her smile though the phone and I was convinced that her freckles were
twinkling.  "Look, it's just after 7am now.  I'll see you in about an
hour."

   ~~~

   Just after 8am, I called the hotel operator for a bellhop to help me
with my luggage.  A handsome gentleman came right up and soon we made our
way to the front desk.  When I walked up, I looked at the desk clerk and
stopped dead in my tracks.  A second later, a huge smile spread across my
face.

   My new friend Monica was on duty.  "Hey Monica!"

   When she looked up, her beautiful smile made my heart race.

   I loved her dark, flawless skin and her lush, curvy figure.  A delicious
tingle raced through me at the sight of her satiny brown cleavage peeking
out of her white, button-down dress shirt.

   We'd first met Sunday morning when I checked in for Christina's job. 
She treated me to a "farewell" drink last night and we had a wonderful
time. However, with her still on duty that night coupled with my original
plan to fly out in the morning, I hadn't expected to see her again.

   Having her standing in front of me now was a wonderful surprise and I
thanked the Universe for my good fortune.

   "Hi Ms.  Clarke.  How are you this morning?  Did you get a good night's
sleep?" she winked.

   "I'm fine.  And yes I did, thanks!" I laughed.  "How are you?"

   "Good." She looked over at the bellhop and frowned.  "I see you have
your luggage with you.  I guess you're checking out today?"

   "Yeah, but I'm not leaving Vegas just yet.  I just booked a job for
tonight, so I'll be here for another day or so.  But I'll be working at
Caesar's so I still have to check out today."

   She nodded as she typed on her keyboard.  "Well, I see here that
everything's been taken care of by both Ms.  Milian and Ms.  Amerie.  So
you're all set," she smiled.  "Oh, by the way...did you get the fruit
basket I sent you yesterday?" She looked at me, her eyes dancing with
merriment.

   I laughed.  "That was you?  Yeah, thanks!  That was so sweet!  I wish I
could-"

   Just then my cell phone rang.  As I checked the display, I gestured for
Monica to give me a second.

   "Hello?"

   "Hey Nikii.  It's Saadia.  I'm so sorry, but I got hung up on a
conference call and I still have to finish a few more details for Nicole's
performance tonight.  I'll be there in about 45 minutes.  Is that ok?"

   I glanced at Monica.  As I admired her luscious frame, I licked my lips.
"Sure, it's fine.  There's a lot to do here, so don't worry about me.  Take
all the time you need.  I'll be here waiting for you.  Now, I just checked
out so I'm not in the room anymore."

   "Oh no!  Damn, I'm sorry.  Not only am I late, but I made you homeless
too?  Oh no!" Saadia giggled.

   I cracked up.  "Girl, you're crazy!  But seriously, I'll be in the lobby
or maybe just wandering around, so just call me when you get here."

   "I'll be there as fast as I can, hon.  Bye."

   Hanging up, I saw Monica looking directly at me.  "So," she winked. 
"You need to kill some time?"

   I smiled as I checked my watch.  "Looks like I've got about an hour..."

   "I work the late shift here, so I'm almost done now.  I get off in about
ten minutes."

   I couldn't resist.  "Actually, you'll be getting off in about twenty
minutes..."

   She grinned as she typed furiously on her keyboard.  "Meet me in Room
307.  I'm going to store your luggage somewhere safe." She handed me the
slim keycard.  "I'll be there in ten."

   I grabbed my overnight bag and hurried upstairs.  Once inside the suite,
I was impressed by the spacious and luxurious set of rooms.  As I walked
over to the bed, I caught my reflection in the mirror over the dresser.

   My fitted, light blue cami top was coupled with tight jeans that had an
embroidered rose pattern down the leg.  I winked at my reflection.

   "I'm such a ho," I laughed.  "But she's gorgeous.  And it'll be quick."

   I slipped into the bathroom to freshen up a bit.  Then I changed into a
sexy, hot pink camisole that I always kept in my overnight bag.  Deciding
against panties, I twirled around and admired myself in the bathroom
mirror. I grinned at the pink silk that caressed my full breasts and thick
thighs.

   Suddenly, I heard a knock at the door.  I grabbed the hotel robe hanging
on the back of the bathroom door, wrapped it around myself and walked out
of the bathroom.

   Monica used her key to enter the suite.  As she walked over to me, I
opened the robe and shook my hips seductively.  She let out a low whistle
as she saw my near-naked body.

   "You're gorgeous," she whispered.  "I've wanted you since I first saw
you.  Come here."

   I slipped my arms around her waist as we drew each other into a warm
embrace.  I closed my eyes and inhaled her intoxicating fragrance.

   "You smell delicious," I said softly as I leaned my head on her
shoulder.

   "Thanks," she chuckled.  "It's my new perfume.  It's called `I have a
gorgeous woman in my room and she's making me horny as hell.'"

   I laughed.  "You're silly."

   "And you're beautiful," she smiled.

   I reached up and stroked her soft, black hair.  The dark strands slipped
through my fingers like silk.  "You know, we don't have much time."

   "Then hurry up," she smiled as she kicked off her shoes and socks.

   Now she's playing with me, I thought as I grinned and shook my head. 
Quickly, I started unbuttoning her white dress shirt while she removed her
vest.  A minute later, she let them both drop to the floor.  Then she
shrugged off her uniform pants and stood in front of me in only a navy-blue
bra and panty set.

   The satiny brown skin on Monica's thick and sweet-looking body made me
shiver in delight.

   Unable to wait any longer, I placed my hands in her hair as we leaned
into each other.  As our lips gently touched, I realized that this, our
first kiss, was magical.  Feeling her soft lips against mine and the
delicious sensations coursing through me made my head spin.  Hands busy, we
rubbed and stroked each other's bodies and my pleasure mounted.

   Kiss after kiss drew us deeper into each other's essence as our dueling
tongues set each other ablaze.  She felt divine wrapped tightly in my arms
and I swore I'd enjoy each and every second we had together.  I felt her
hands slip under my camisole to caress my back and I trembled at the sheer
joy of having her so close to me.  A moment later, she gripped my firm ass
and I moaned softly against her full, sweet lips, luxuriating in her warm
embrace.

   However, as much as I loved kissing her, I wanted and needed more.

   I cupped her bountiful breasts, still in her bra, gently in my hands. 
Loving the feel of her warm skin, I leaned in and planted soft, tender
kisses on her heated globes.  Her flesh tasted sweet on my tongue and I
couldn't help but kiss her full breasts over and over.

   "Ooooh," she sighed as she wiggled in my arms.  "More, baby, more."

   I reached around her, unclasped her bra and tossed it near the bed.  I
licked my lips at the sight of her stiff nipples.  Powerless to resist, I
took one of the peaks in my mouth.  I groaned as I tasted her sweet
chocolate.

   "Ohhh, yesss." Monica wrapped her fingers in my hair and pulled me in
tight.  "Yes, baby..."

   I sucked gently at first, nipping and kissing at the warm flesh.  Moving
from one generous breast to the other, I swirled my tongue around her
nipples as she shivered in delight.

   After a few moments of giving her rigid nipples plenty of loving
attention, I pulled back and admired her glistening skin.  Her chest was
heaving as she struggled to control her breathing.

   "Nikii, please," she whispered.

   I grabbed her breasts and went back in for another taste.  This time, my
passion had risen to a fever pitch and I sucked harder and harder.  I was
so enjoying the taste and feel of her sweetness in my mouth that I barely
heard her moans increase in intensity.  I pressed my face deeper into her
warm cleavage as I licked and sucked with abandon.

   I began to smell the essence of her passion and my temperature rose even
higher.  Suddenly, she reached for the hem of my camisole and pulled it
over my head, exposing my nude body.  I then felt her hands all over me,
touching and stroking my heated skin.

   "Ahhhh!" I sighed.  I was in ecstasy as my sensitive skin was being
teased to the breaking point.

   "I gotta taste you, baby," I whispered as I pulled her over to the bed.
"Lie down, sweetheart."

   Obediently, Monica lay across the comforter in only her panties.  As
much as I loved her smooth, dark brown skin, I was more interested in the
delicate triangle at the core of her body.

   "Open wide, honey," I said as I lay in between her thighs.  As she
spread her silky, brown legs, I took a deep whiff of her delicious,
intimate scent.  Suddenly inflamed, I snatched her panties off.

   "Animal," she giggled.

   I chuckled.  "More like a cannibal."

   "You're gonna eat me, sweetie?" she teased.  I looked up, watching her
full breasts heaving and noting the sweet smile on her face.

   "Every drop, baby," I said as I hovered over her sweet mound.  Her legs
tensed in anticipation and I grinned at her excitement.  Finally, I leaned
in for the first lick.  As the tip of my tongue connected with her precious
jewel, the delicious taste of honey sent me straight to heaven.

   "Ohhh, damn," she groaned.  "Get it, baby.  Do it."

   Slowly, I licked and sucked on her pussy lips, teasing my chocolate
beauty until she writhed on the bed.  Her thick thighs closed around me,
pinning me in her sizzling heat.  All of a sudden, I slid my tongue deep
into her wetness and she nearly leapt off the bed.

   "Ahhhh!" she cried.  I thrust my tongue in and out at a record speed. 
As her juices flowed copiously into my waiting mouth, I dove in faster and
harder, drinking her sweet essence.

   Overcome with passion, I barely felt Monica pulling at my arms.  "Get up
here," she commanded.  "I want some of your sweet pussy too."

   Dazed, I lifted up and twisted around until we settled into a scorching
sixty-nine.  Once in position, I lowered my body and planted my pussy right
on her lips.  The initial contact between her lips and my clit was
electric.

   "Oh fuck!" I exclaimed as her tongue went right to work.  I felt her
take long laps at my pussy as my body trembled in delight.  "Yes, honey," I
moaned as I went back into her juicy clit.

   Long moments passed as we sucked, licked and ate each other furiously.
We held each other tightly as we bounced all around the bed.  We humped
against each other, trying desperately to bring the other to the most
glorious climax ever.  My mind was going wild with the most intensely
delicious sensations I'd ever felt as we lapped at each other's sugary
sweetness.

   I moaned as I felt her fingers trace tight circles around my sensitive
clit.  She rubbed and stroked me, lightly at first, then harder and harder
until I screamed in delight.

   Then I felt her slowly slide a slim finger between my pussy lips, on a
mission to hit deep inside of me.  I wiggled around and ground my pussy
harder into her face at the wonderful intrusion.  She gently searched
around and around until she finally found my sweet spot.

   "Baby!" I cried out as she sent me into another world.  My breath was
now coming in gasps, but I buried my head deeper into her honey, licking
and sucking with abandon.

   Just when I thought I was almost over the edge, I jumped as I felt a
finger slip into my dark rosebud.

   "Damn!" I screamed.  "I love it, baby!  That feels so good!"

   Monica moved both fingers rhythmically in and out as she continued her
assault on my pussy.  She drank deeply while palming my ass with her other
hand.  She sucked and slurped at my swollen clit until I was delirious.

   We rocked back and forth against each other, our excitement rising
higher and higher until we were both on the brink of exploding in ecstasy.

   Suddenly realizing that we were on the tightest of time schedules, I
focused all of my attention on making this beautiful woman cream.  I used
my tongue to stroke deeply inside her hot pussy.  Needing her to cum soon,
I finally used my fingers on her.  As I licked her pink gem, my fingers
worked her sweet clit.  Back and forth, faster and faster I labored until I
finally tasted the hot burst of liquid sugar I'd been craving ever since I
first laid eyes on her.

   "Oh God, baby!" she screamed as her passion erupted.  "I'm cumming!"

   Her hips rocked and rolled all over the bed as we tangled the sheets and
knocked all the pillows off the bed.  "I'm cumming, Nikii!  Ohhhh,
yesssss!"

   Her wild, savage passion inflamed me.  I held her hips tightly, still
drinking the sugary nectar that flowed from her sweet pussy.  Though she
continued to toss and turn underneath me, I couldn't believe that her lips
remained locked on my pulsing clit.

   I suddenly realized that she was just as determined to make me cum and I
hunched down against her, ready for my explosive climax.  I felt the
delicious wiggling and tickling on my pink jewel until I couldn't stand it
anymore.

   In an instant, my passion built up to a feverish pitch.

   "Yesssss," I cried out as a violent orgasm swept through my body.  "Yes,
honey, yesss!"

   My mind burst into brilliant stars as my body exploded into a million
pieces.  I closed my eyes and all I could concentrate on was her wonderful,
passionate tongue still teasing me to ecstasy.  My head pounded and my
senses were in overload as I continued to cry out.

   I nearly passed out from all the pleasurable sensations rushing through
me.  My orgasm seemed endless and I twisted and turned against her hot
body. I rode out every wave of my intense climax as my juices flowed into
her sweet mouth.

   Eventually our passion began to wane.  Monica gently stroked my thighs
as I came back to my senses.  Finally, I lifted myself off her trembling
body and settled down next to her.

   "Monica, Monica," I whispered.  "My God, baby!"

   "Shhhh," she murmured.  "Just relax, honey."

   We grabbed the comforter, which was now draped at the foot of the bed,
pulled it over us and wrapped ourselves in each other's arms.

   We lay there silently, still trying to catch our breath, but gently
kissing and nipping at each other's lips.  I could still taste my sweet
honey on her lips and I kissed her harder and deeper.

   I suddenly started giggling as I realized how loud I had been.

   "What's so funny?" she asked.

   When I told her what I was laughing at, unable to resist, she joined me
in my happiness and we hugged each other tight.

   As we continued to lie there, my cell phone rang.  I slid out of the bed
and went to answer it.

   "You have such a cute ass," Monica said, admiring my nude body.  I
smiled as I heard her chuckling behind me.  I pulled my phone out of my
handbag.

   "Hello?"

   "Hey, Nikii!  It's Saadia.  I'm on my way.  I'll see you in about 15
minutes." She paused.  "I hope you didn't get bored waiting for me?" she
teased.

   Monica winked at me from the bed.

   I had to laugh.

   ~~~

   "How are your waffles?" Saadia asked as she touched her napkin to her
thin, delicate lips.  My sorority sister and I sat across from each other
in an elegant, yet cozy restaurant in Caesar's Palace.

   "Delicious," I winked at the gorgeous woman in front of me.  "Very
tasty."

   She was relaxing in her chair, finishing up a healthy fruit and cheese
plate.  As she picked up her champagne flute and sipped on one of the
mimosas she'd ordered for us, she winked back at me.

   We had a good time laughing and giggling, getting to know each other by
sharing some of our sorority pledge stories.  Though I was trying my best
to remain professional and friendly, Saadia's pretty face and beautiful
figure kept urging me on to think very erotic thoughts.

   Saadia's face, golden bronze and dotted with cute freckles, had a
distinct angelic quality that soothed me.  She wore light makeup: just a
bit of sable eyeshadow, black mascara and a touch of shimmery pink
lipgloss, but the total effect was wondrous.  Her rich auburn hair was
again styled in tight, curly ringlets that gently skimmed her shoulders.

   She wore a tailored business suit that hugged her every curve; the soft
material a rich, vibrant coral shade that looked divine against her smooth,
bronze skin.  Her long legs, clad in neutral-colored stockings, sloped into
dainty feet in expensive high-heeled shoes that perfectly matched her suit.

   Still aflame from my earlier romp with Monica, my pulse raced a bit
faster as I watched Saadia's lips.  I shivered thinking about how wonderful
they would feel kissing my smooth thighs and inching up to my now moist
pussy.

   Fire was added to that flame as I watched her tongue peek out every so
often as she took the last tiny bites of her meal.  The innocent, yet
erotic sight was almost too much to bear.

   Both of us being members of the prestigious Rho Sigma Tau Sorority, the
most elite and most erotic African-American sorority in existence, meant
two things: First, it meant that we were two of the hottest, sexiest and
most passionate women on our respective college campuses.  Second, it meant
that we were always ready, willing and able to explore our passions with
our fellow sorority sisters.

   But first we had to work.  I took my focus off Saadia's lips and put it
back onto her words as she began to speak.

   "I have your copy of Nicole's schedule for tonight right here." She
reached into her briefcase next to her chair and handed me a neatly typed
sheet of paper.  "We're all going to meet this evening at the Pussycat Doll
Lounge for rehearsal at 5pm.  We start getting her dressed at 6pm for her
press interviews that start at 7pm.  There's a meet and greet with some of
the hotel VIP's at 8pm.  After that, she gets to chill until about 10:30pm.
Then she has to get ready for the show."

   She took the last sip of her drink before she continued.  "There'll be
two costume changes so it'll take us some time to make sure she's fitted
and fully prepped for everything.  Then she performs at midnight.  The
afterparty starts at 2am and runs on into the night.  Now because she'll be
changing outfits several times tonight, I'll need a few different looks for
her makeup.  Can you handle that?"

   I nodded.  I then asked about Nicole's wardrobe and we talked at length
about what looks they wanted to achieve.

   We discussed a few more details and after agreeing on the terms, we
completed the paperwork and signed the contract.  Looking at my watch, it
was just about 11am.

   Saadia checked her own watch.  "Again, I'll need you to report to the
Pussycat Doll Lounge at 5pm sharp.  And if you want, you can even come
earlier to hang out and get familiar with the place.  I'll let the doormen
know you're coming."

   I nodded again.

   She sat back in her chair, crossed her smooth, golden-bronze legs and
stared at me.  "So after I show you to your room, what are you going to do
until five?  Just chill?" She took a curly lock of her hair in her fingers
and twirled it around.  "You thinking about hanging out in bed?" she
winked.

   Smiling, I shook my head.  "I wish!  Actually, I really need to go
shopping.  I've used so much product over the past two days that I need to
replenish almost everything I have.  I need to go to a department store, a
beauty supply store and maybe an art store."

   "Do you have a car?  A rental or anything?"

   "No, I was just going to take a taxi.  But I thought about renting a car
for the day."

   "Well, let's go to the front desk, then.  We'll get you hooked up." She
motioned for the waiter.  I looked over the schedule again and made a few
notes while she settled the bill.  Then she rose from the table and
extended her hand.

   "Shall we?"

   ~~~

   Several hours later, Saadia and I relaxed in my new luxury suite at
Caesar's Palace.  The rooms were enormous, beautifully decorated and each
had an awesome view of the Las Vegas Strip.

   I sat cross-legged on the bed, surrounded by tens of small packages,
grinning like it was Christmas morning.  I gleefully opened them all,
removed the makeup and art products inside and set everything around me.  I
had my makeup case out and open and I was carefully organizing my products
and placing them inside.

   "I'm glad you got everything you needed," Saadia said as she sat next to
me on the edge of the bed.  "And it was fun shopping with you.  But I can't
believe you actually shared some of your make-up secrets with me."

   "And if you tell anyone, you're in trouble." I teased.

   "Oh yeah?  What are you gonna do?"

   "This." I reached over and pinched her thigh.

   "Ouch!  You're mean," she said as she rubbed the tender spot.

   I looked into her eyes.  The bright, Vegas sunlight reflected in them
and I loved the sparkles that danced within.  Suddenly I was overtaken with
emotion because of this beautiful, exotic woman.

   I leaned in close.  "Thanks for everything."

   She leaned in closer.  "It's my pleasure." Her soft, inviting lips
hovered dangerously near mine.

   Just then a cell phone rang.  "It's mine," she sighed as she slid off
the bed and grabbed the phone from her handbag.  Reluctantly, I went back
to organizing my new purchases while she spoke quickly for a few moments.

   Then she hung up.  "Nikii, I have to go.  I have a few fires to put out
before tonight's performance."

   "Saved by the bell," I teased.

   She grabbed her handbag and slung it over her shoulder.  As an
afterthought, she walked back over to the bed, reached out and gently
stroked my hair.

   "Oh, I'm going to get back to you," she winked as she turned and headed
toward the door.  "I promise."

   ~~~

   Just after 4:30pm, I left my suite after a short nap and a hot shower,
and headed down to the Pussycat Dolls Lounge.  As I waited for the two
doormen to check my ID, I peeked behind them into the club.  I smiled when
I saw the vibrant colors and the sexy animal prints.  Once the larger man
spoke into his headset and verified my identity, they stepped aside and
waved me in.

   The seductive music hit me first.  The driving beats pulsed though me as
I recognized the Pussycat Dolls' most famous song.  As I silently sang
along, I couldn't help but wiggle and gyrate my body a bit.

   The main performance room was dimly lit, but I could see that the lounge
had been elaborately designed as a racy, cabaret-style nightclub.  The
entire space was decorated with a distinct burlesque feel that was very
sexy and quite seductive.

   Vibrant reds, hot pinks and sultry leopard prints were everywhere - from
the walls to the chairs and even on pillows strewn around the room.

   I grinned as I saw the silver stripper poles set up around the room.  As
I looked around, I saw that in one corner was a circular staircase that
reached to the ceiling; in another corner was an oversized swing hanging
from the ceiling.  I also saw a giant champagne glass positioned next to
the main stage.

   As I walked toward the bar, I noticed a large, mirrored wall to the side
of the lounge.  I caught my reflection and smiled, loving what I saw.

   I had since changed into a short, peach-colored babydoll dress.  The
silky material sashayed around my pretty, brown thighs as I moved.  I added
a pair of sexy, open-toed matching heels, just two inches in height, and I
was good to go.  I wanted to be elegant and professional, but still sexy
and a bit risqué.  I thought I blended in perfectly with the erotic feel of
the lounge.

   Several of the go-go dancers were already on stage practicing their
routines.  Watching their complicated dance steps coupled with several high
kicks and full splits, I was instantly hooked.

   I was so mesmerized with the lustful sight that I set my makeup case
down and gazed at them.  Watching the gorgeous girls twist and turn to the
suggestive music held me in place.

   However, one dancer in particular held my attention longer than the
others.

   She had flawless, honey-brown skin and jet-black hair pulled into a long
ponytail.  She was long and lean, with an incredibly toned body.

   She wore a midnight-black corset, tied so tight that her full breasts
were nearly bursting out.  She also wore tiny, scarlet-red panties, cut so
that the cute cheeks of her round ass peeked through.  Of course, she wore
patent leather, four-inch stilettos.

   I was absolutely outdone by her exotic beauty.

   When she caught me staring, I swore she winked at me.  Feeling her
style, I winked back.

   "They look great, don't they?" a masculine voice said behind me.

   I turned to see an adorable young man standing there.  He was tall,
slender and dressed casually in black workout gear.  The cute dimples
dotted on his smooth brown skin made me smile.

   "You must be Nikii.  The new makeup girl."

   I smiled.  "How did you know?"

   "You're the only one here that I don't know.  And I know everybody," he
laughed.  He extended his hand.  "I'm Julian.  I'm Nicole's choreographer."

   "Nice to meet you.  And yes, I'm Nikii.  Nikii Clarke."

   "Welcome."

   We turned back toward the dancers.  The honey-brown dancer I'd spotted
earlier was doing a complicated back bend into a back handstand.  Her long,
toned legs looked simply luscious.

   "So how do you like the show so far?" he asked.

   "Great.  Is that your choreography?"

   Julian shook his head.  "No.  They came up with that stuff on their own.
I'll be starting my rehearsal in about fifteen minutes.  Then you'll see
what real dancing looks like," he winked.

   "Okaaaay!" I laughed.  "Arrogant much?"

   "Girl, I'm the best.  Why should I hide it?"

   I smiled.  "Well, to your credit, I saw the Pussycat Dolls TV show that
came on a while back.  The one where y'all were looking for a new member?
And I gotta admit: y'all were working it out.  You guys worked hard, I'll
give you that."

   "You saw the show?" he asked.

   I nodded.  "Never missed an episode.  It looked like fun."

   Julian softened up.  "Fun?  Honey, that shit was wild!  All those
cameras!" He paused.  "By the way...how did I look?"

   "Fabulous!" I said.

   "Of course I did, darling.  I'm the bomb!"

   We laughed as he linked his arm in mine.  "Come on, Nikii.  Let me show
you around."

   ~~~

   After a quick tour, Julian and I stood backstage in front of one of the
dressing rooms.  On the front of the door was a large gold star, decorated
with vibrant gold glitter.  "Nicole's going to be in this dressing room
right here.  She gets her own room tonight.  All the other dancers share
the big dressing room down the hall."

   Then he checked his watch.  "Ok, girlie.  It's almost five, so I'm going
to get rehearsal started with the other girls.  Nicole's usually on time,
so she'll join us here shortly.  Why don't you get your stuff set up now,
so that right after rehearsal, you'll be ready to get started?  "

   "Thanks, Julian!  I really appreciate it."

   "Good luck," he waved as he headed toward the stage.

   Knocking first, but hearing no answer, I tentatively walked in.  When I
saw that the room was empty, I found a small space to set up.  I opened my
makeup case and started arranging my equipment on a vanity table near the
back of the spacious room.  A large mirror and a few chairs sat in front of
the table.  Several rolling racks filled with colorful, glittery outfits
sat around the perimeter of the room.

   "I see you found everything ok," Saadia said as she strolled in. 
Following her was a young woman who carried a handful of see-through
garment bags.

   "Yeah.  Julian said I should come in and get set up.  Was that ok?" I
asked.

   Saadia nodded.

   I pointed at the garment bags in the young woman's hand.  "Those are the
outfits for tonight?"

   "Yeah, and Nicole should be here shortly.  Like I said earlier, she's
got a few outfits, so she'll need her makeup redone several times."

   The young woman hung the bags on one of the clothing racks near the door
and Saadia flipped through them quickly.  "Rebecca?  Please make sure each
of these outfits is pressed and ready to wear by 10pm.  And when you see
Serena, please tell her that she needs to be ready to go when Nicole gets
out of rehearsal." Saadia paused.  "And if you don't see Serena, please
call her immediately."

   Saadia turned to me.  "Serena is Nicole's hairstylist.  She's the best
that I've ever seen, but she has a tendency to go AWOL sometimes." Then
Saadia's cell phone rang.  Checking the display, she headed toward the
door. "Nikii, I need to take this call in private.  I'll be right back,"
she said.

   Before she walked out, Saadia turned back to me.  "Oh, Nikii?  This is
Rebecca.  She's our wardrobe girl.  Rebecca?  This is Nikii.  Our fill-in
makeup artist." Then she was out the door.

   Rebecca held out her hand.  "Hi.  Nice to meet you." She was a
caramel-colored cutie, but she was only about nineteen, which made her
definitely off-limits.  Rebecca's sandy-brown hair was pulled back into a
loose ponytail.  She wore a cute yellow top, jeans and sneakers.

   I asked Rebecca to show me some of the garments.  As she did so, I
grabbed a pen and paper out of my makeup case and made a few notes so I
could complement Nicole's outfits with the proper makeup.  Once I was done,
Rebecca took the clothes and left the room.  With not much else to do, I
rearranged my equipment and waited to see what would happen next.

   I didn't have to wait long.  All of a sudden, I heard a light, cheerful
voice behind me.

   "Hey there!  I know you!"

   I turned and looked in the direction of the feminine voice and my heart
nearly fluttered out of my chest.

   Nicole Scherzinger stood at the door.  Sunglasses on and with one hand
on her hip, she smiled at me.

   She had on a tiny, white sports bra that showed off her golden-hued,
olive skin.  The snug spandex material hugged her firm, round breasts
beautifully.  I also took in her loose, navy track pants that, to my
dismay, hid her long, lean legs.  I smiled at her cute tennis shoes and her
navy baseball cap.  She carried both a large handbag and a gym bag slung
over one shoulder.

   As she walked in, she took off her sunglasses and cap and shook out her
hair.  As it settled, her dark hair fell in beautiful, loose, cascading
waves around her shoulders.  I admired her golden tanned skin and imagined
my lips and tongue gently caressing her warm flesh.

   "Hey Miss Nicole!" I beamed.  "How are you?"

   "Fine, girlie," she said as she sat her bags on a chair near the door.
She came over and gave me a warm hug.  "Thanks for helping out on such
short notice.  I saw your work on both Christina and Amerie and I'm
extremely impressed."

   I couldn't stop smiling.  "Thanks.  And you're in good hands.  I'll make
sure you look absolutely gorgeous.  You'll be well taken care of."

   "I hope so," she winked.  "I've heard a lot about you.  Your name is
really getting around, Nikii." She leaned in close.  "In fact, I'm looking
forward to experiencing your `special skills' firsthand!"

   Oh my God.  Did she know-?

   Then she checked her watch.  "Now, I have to go rehearse.  I'll be back
here in about an hour, at just about six.  Then we can get started before
my interviews at seven."

   "Sounds great.  I'll see you then."

   She grabbed her bags and headed out toward the stage.  As an
afterthought, she turned back to me.  "Actually, if you want to watch,
you're more than welcome."

   I smiled as I realized I was the luckiest girl in the world.  "Thanks.
I'd love to."

   ~~~

   As it turned out, I never got a chance to watch Nicole rehearse.  Saadia
came back into the dressing room followed by Serena, Nicole's hairstylist.

   Serena was a gorgeous, full-figured woman in her early forties.  She
wore a cream-colored silk blouse, which complemented her warm, light brown
skin, and black slacks.  Her cinnamon-colored hair, styled into beautiful
twists, was pulled into an elaborate updo.  Once we met, she gave me a
bright smile that put me immediately at ease.

   Saadia, Serena and I had an impromptu meeting about Nicole's makeup and
hair.  By the time we finished deciding upon Nicole's looks for the night,
the rehearsal was over and it was time to work.

   At that moment, 6pm on the dot, Nicole, now freshly showered, came back
into the dressing room and sat at the vanity.  Serena worked on Nicole's
dark hair, styling it bone-straight and leaving the silky strands to
cascade well down her back.

   Having already seen Nicole's dress, I knew just what colors to apply to
make her beautiful skin glow.  Working quickly, I applied neutral shades to
Nicole's eyes but added a set of false eyelashes for a bit of flair.  I
also applied a dramatic, crimson-red lipcolor with a touch of clear gloss.

   "I wanted to keep your makeup simple, yet still elegant," I said as she
looked in the mirror.  "What do you think?"

   "I love it," she beamed.  "You're very talented." She twisted around in
her chair to look me directly in the eye.  "And I look forward to seeing
what other tricks you have up your sleeve," she winked.

   I grinned.  She had no idea who she was messing with.

   A few moments later, Rebecca returned with a dazzling, crimson-red silk
dress.  The soft, flowy material was nipped gently at the waist to give her
a gorgeous hourglass figure.

   Once I was finished, Nicole slipped into the gorgeous gown.  As we were
completing the final touch-ups, Robin Antin, the creator and founder of the
Pussycat Dolls, walked in and quickly embraced Nicole.

   I was stunned to see Ms.  Antin up close and in person.  She was truly
one of my idols.  She had single-handedly created one of the most popular
girl groups of this era and I was psyched to be so close to such a music
mogul.

   I quickly introduced myself and told her about Nicole's makeup.  She
seemed to be pleased and I breathed a sigh of relief.  We also talked with
Saadia about the rest of Nicole's looks for the night and, again, Ms. 
Antin seemed pleased.

   Once Nicole was ready, Ms.  Antin, Saadia, Serena and I accompanied her
out to the Pussycat Dolls portion of the casino, where a small stage had
been set up.  In the middle of the stage sat a tall podium with several
microphones attached.

   About a hundred people were waiting, including several members of the
press.  Tamara Jordan, Nicole's publicist, was already there, speaking to
the reporters and finishing up the final details.

   Once everything was ready, Ms.  Antin took her place at the podium.

   "Ladies and gentlemen," she began, "my name is Robin Antin, creator of
The Pussycat Dolls, and I'm so excited to be here with you tonight.  It's
my pleasure to introduce a young lady who's very near and dear to my heart.
I've known her for several years and, I have to say, since the first moment
I laid eyes on her, I knew she was both incredibly talented and incredibly
special.  She's been a proud member of The Dolls and now she's set to
perform a special show tonight at our very own Pussycat Dolls Lounge. 
Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you: Nicole Scherzinger!"

   The crowd went wild with applause.  Once Nicole took the stage, she did
not disappoint.  Her warm smile, coupled with a quick wit and keen
intellect, made her a media darling.  I stood in the background, thoroughly
impressed with this Hawaiian beauty.

   Once Nicole completed her speech and answered the reporters' questions,
Ms.  Antin came back to the stage and concluded the press conference.  Then
it was time to style Nicole for a meet and greet with a select number of
VIP's in one of the high roller lounges.

   To give Nicole a playful, yet stylish look, we changed her into a cute,
silver minidress with swinging, metallic fringe.  The lengthy layers of
fringe reflected the lights perfectly and the short dress displayed her
long, honey-colored legs.  Silvery metallic high-heeled sandals completed
the fun look.

   Serena kept Nicole's long hair bone-straight, but brushed it back,
sprayed it with a glosser for extra sheen and added two diamond-studded
hairclips for a fashionable touch.

   I quickly removed her makeup and applied a rose-colored eyeshadow to her
almond-shaped eyes along with a bit of silver as a fun accent.  I also used
a flirty, pinkish gloss to her lips.

   As we made our way to the VIP area, every eye in the casino seemed to be
on Nicole.  Her natural beauty captivated everyone we came in contact with.
As soon as she walked into the room, a very expensive and stylish VIP
suite, everyone took notice of her gorgeous beauty.  Once she was
introduced to the high rollers inside, Nicole was as radiant as ever and
charmed every single person in attendance.

   After the meet-and-greet, it was just after 9pm and we had until 10:30pm
before we would start getting her ready for her performance at midnight. 
She retreated to her dressing room for some privacy while the rest of us
waited in the other dressing room with the go-go dancers.

   After striking up a conversation with a couple of the ladies, I found
out that they pretty much did their own makeup.  After checking with Saadia
to let her know that I could style them as well, she agreed and I used the
wait time to do their makeup.

   There were five dancers in all, each one incredibly beautiful.  The
first four, ranging in color from the lightest buttermilk to the deepest
ebony, spent just ten to fifteen minutes each in my chair.  I applied their
makeup quickly, yet carefully.

   Because the performance was a burlesque show, I used a vamp look for all
of the girls.  Seductive eyeshadow, dark eyeliner, full lashes and crimson
lipstick were the tools I used to make each of them sexy and seductive.

   While I was making up the fourth dancer, I glanced up and was surprised
to see the honey-colored dancer I'd seen earlier staring straight at me. 
She sat patiently in the corner of the room waiting for me to finish.  She
eyed me carefully, a slight smile on her face.  As I continued working,
every so often, she slyly winked at me.  My temperature began to rise and I
worked quickly to finish.

   Just as I was finishing up, Saadia came up behind me.  "They look good,
Nikii," she smiled.  Thankfully, all four dancers told her that they were
pleased with my work.  I was ecstatic when they even asked me for a few
tips and pointers.

   Finally, it was Honey-Brown's turn.  She sauntered over to my chair and
slid easily into the seat.

   "Hi.  I'm Angel," she said as she extended a neatly manicured hand.

   "I'm Nikii.  Nice to meet you." Her fingers were warm and silky soft.  A
delicious tingle shot through me at her touch.

   She sat back in the chair and seductively crossed her legs.  She had
since changed into a tight, royal-blue corset with tiny, matching panties,
a black garter belt and thigh-high fishnets.  Her sexy, black stockings
made my heart race a bit faster.  The sight of her royal-blue panties,
decorated with miniature black satin bows, wasn't helping either.

   "So," she said.  "What do you have in store for me?"

   "I'm thinking burlesque, which means dramatic eyes and even bolder lips.
How's that sound?"

   Angel laughed as she pointed to her chest, her full breasts heaving in
the tight corset.  "As you can see, I definitely love drama!" she grinned.

   Glancing at her incredible body was bad enough, but keeping my eyes off
her soft, honey-colored globes was proving to be quite difficult.  I sighed
as I took one of my brushes and began to work on her eyes.

   After only a minute, she held up her hand.  "Wait," she said, squirming
in her seat.  "This corset is awfully tight."

   Angel called out to Rebecca who was fixing a hem on one of the other
dancer's outfits.  At Angel's voice, she stopped working and came right
over.

   "Becky, I need to readjust this corset.  It's way too tight, hon." Angel
had a pleading look on her face.

   "Ok," Rebecca sighed.  "Let's go to the bathroom real quick and I can
loosen it up."

   "No, that's ok," Angel said quickly.  "You keep working on the wardrobe.
I'm sure Nikii can help me real quick."

   She looked up at me.  "Would you be so kind as to help me loosen this
corset?" she winked.

   Was she kidding?

   "Yeah, Nikii," Rebecca said, completely unaware.  "Just go to the
bathroom and loosen up the strings.  But make sure the knots right at the
top of the corset are tied tight so that they don't unloosen as she dances,
ok?"

   "Sure," I said, not believing my incredible luck.

   "Come on," Angel said as she grabbed my hand.

   She quickly led me out of the room and down the hall to the ladies'
staff restroom.  Fortunately for us, it was empty.  She pushed me into the
last stall and locked the door.

   She slid her warm hands around my waist and drew me in close.  "Guess
what?" she whispered.

   "What?"

   "I saw you earlier this morning as you were walking through the casino.
You were with Saadia, right?"

   I nodded but chided myself for not noticing such an enticing beauty.

   Angel leaned in to me, her lips dangerously close to my ear.  "I said to
myself, `Angel, if you see that cutie again, don't let her out of your
sight.'" She slid her hands underneath my short, babydoll dress and firmly
gripped my ass.  "Are you down?"

   I closed my eyes and inhaled her delicious scent.  Her exotic fragrance
set me on fire.  I loved sweet, sexy and hot women and I needed this one
desperately.

   I pressed my lips against her neck and kissed her softly.  I felt her
shiver and I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her in tight.  I
continued the soft kisses upward until I reached her full lips.  Kissing
deeply, we lost ourselves in the erotic sensations, holding each other
tightly.

   Several long, delicious moments later, I pulled back and looked into her
sparkling eyes.  "We don't have much time," I said as I tugged on her
panties.

   She stepped back and smiled at me as she slid them down.  Lucky for me,
she had them on over her sexy fishnet stockings.  I gasped as she stood
there in all her honey-colored glory.

   I eyed her from head to toe.  Her creamy, light brown breasts, still
bound by the corset, were a beautiful complement to her luscious, honey
mound, which was completely free of hair.  Unable to wait not one moment
longer, I tugged the corset down and her full breasts spilled free.

   I immediately covered her stiff nipples with soft kisses.  She moaned
and threw her head back.  Her entire body shook as I tasted her soft, warm
flesh.  Her moans rang in my ears as I continued licking and sucking on and
around her honey-gold bosom.

   She turned around and wiggled her tight ass at me.  Raw heat coursed
through me as I watched her cute tush shimmy and shake.  She turned back
around and took careful steps backward.  When she got to the rear of the
stall, she placed one stilettoed heel on the seat of the commode.

   "You like?" she winked.

   I stepped to her, gripped her jaw and kissed her sweet lips.  As we
kissed over and over, I ran my hands all over her thighs, loving the
seductive feel of her stockings.

   Suddenly needing a taste of a sweet, wet pussy, I pulled back, licked my
lips and sunk to my knees.

   I slid my hands around and gripped Angel's ass cheeks, drawing her right
to my mouth.  I pressed my lips to the smooth skin of her pussy and moaned
deeply.  My tongue slipped out and I gently licked the silky skin.

   "Ahhh," she sighed as she swayed against me.  "Yes,baby."

   I licked lower and lower, inch by inch until I reached the delicious
center of her core.  With one foot on the seat, she was wide open for me. I
could clearly see both her honey-brown, smooth, fleshy lips and the pretty
pinkness inside.

   I immediately slid my tongue deep inside.  Fuck, I thought.  This girl
is sweet as hell.

   "Oh God!" she screamed.

   "Shhhh," I giggled.  "Keep it down, honey!"

   Angel put her hand over her mouth and groaned into her palm.

   Once she quieted down, I went back to laving her sweet gem with my
anxious tongue.  I licked and wiggled my tongue all around her juicy mound.
She began to whimper as the powerful sensations began to hit her hard.

   I took one hand from her ass and used it to open her up even more.  I
went back inside, licking and kissing her slippery flesh.  Her copious
juices streamed down right into my waiting mouth.

   I held on to her ass with one hand as she writhed in my grip.  With the
other hand, I slid a finger into her pussy.

   She threw her head back and her body jumped at the sudden pressure. 
"Ooooh!  Don't stop, Nikii!  Don't stop!"

   Licking and sucking her sweet stickiness was driving me insane.  Her
wet, erotic scent connected with the passion deep inside of me.  I was so
excited that I took my other hand from her ass and shoved it down my
panties.  My fingers danced over my swollen clit, trying to time my climax
with hers.

   "Yes, yes, yes," she whispered.  "Oh God, yesssss!"

   With her wiggling, as difficult as it was, I kept my lips locked to her
wet pussy.  Moving my finger in and out of her, I found a sweet rhythm that
matched the rhythm of my fingers on my own clit.

   "Fuck," she moaned.  "I'm already ready to cum!  Fuck!  Fuck!" Her body
tightened and I looked up to see her covering her mouth tightly, fighting
back a scream.  "Now, Nikii!  Now!"

   The sudden burst of wetness that hit my tongue was absolutely divine.  I
swallowed and swallowed the unending juice flowing from her core.

   Groaning, my fingers raced faster over my clit until my own explosion
claimed me.  Lightheaded, I shook and moaned into her pussy, my entire body
throbbing with delight.

   We both rode out our climaxes out until I'd swallowed her last drop. 
Suddenly remembering where we were, I quickly rose and embraced the
honey-colored doll.

   "Ohhh," Angel moaned, still trembling.  "That was wonderful.  And
quick," she giggled.  "Thank you, Nikii."

   "Anytime, sweetheart.  But let's get you cleaned up and ready to
perform," I whispered.

   She nodded as she sagged against me.  "But make sure I get your number,
ok?"

   I laughed as I hugged her tight.

   Suddenly she grabbed my hand.  She lifted it to her nose and sniffed. 
Groaning, she drew my damp fingers into her mouth.

   "Mmmmm.  You're delicious.  Make absolutely sure I get your number,
baby!"

   I hugged her even tighter, trying not to pass out from the intensity.

   ~~~

   Once we were back in the dressing room and I finished applying Angel's
makeup, all of the go-go dancers went onstage to perform for the crowd
while Nicole was getting ready.

   Then Saadia called us into Nicole's dressing room at about 10:30pm and
we went right to work.

   Rebecca fit Nicole into a hot-pink and black tightly-fitting bustier
with a matching garter belt.  The sexy set was dotted with tiny ribbons and
black lace trim.  Tiny black tap pants and fishnet stockings finished her
sexy look.

   Serena gave her midnight-black hair full, bouncy, shiny curls that
perfectly complemented her outfit.

   To match the dramatic look of her outfit and her hair, I created a sexy,
vamp look for Nicole.  I used smoky black shadow along with black eyeliner
and mascara on her eyes and gave her a deep pink lip color.  Watching her
look in the mirror and purse her pretty lips gave me a delicious shiver.

   All too soon, it was 11:55pm.  The beautiful go-go dancers excited the
crowd into a fever pitch and the loud cheers were almost deafening.

   Standing just backstage, Nicole carefully watched the crowd.  Then she
shook off her nerves as she prepared to go on.

   Then she turned and saw me watching her.  As the MC announced her name,
she winked and ran out to the stage for her first number.

   I stood frozen watching her lithe body move rhythmically to the hip-hop
beats.  The crowd followed her every movement as she rocked the house with
her powerful singing and seductive dance moves.  The go-go girls were now
her backup dancers and the routines they performed were incredible.

   She performed several numbers before running backstage for her costume
change.  Rebecca quickly fit her into an insanely tight, jet-black metallic
bodysuit, complete with wild, thigh-high, black patent leather boots.

   Serena pulled just the front and crown of her hair into a loose
ponytail, leaving the back to flow freely.

   I decided that a darker, but still sexy look was needed.  As fast as I
could, I applied darker shades to her eyes and gave her a brick-red
lipcolor with a sexy, red lipgloss.

   Once we were done, she ran back on stage and performed another set. 
Again, she had everyone in the place on their feet as she sang and danced
her heart out.

   Finally, just after 2am, she performed her final number, took her final
bows and left the stage.  Dripping wet with sweat, she jogged toward me,
her chest heaving.  Rebecca immediately handed her a towel.

   "How did I do?" Nicole asked me, panting, as she wiped her face.

   "Wonderful," I whispered.

   She winked as she pinched my ass.  Then she ran to the back.

   I stood there stunned.  I glanced at Rebecca but I realized that she
hadn't seen anything when she looked at me questioningly.  I just shook my
head.

   Nicole showered quickly, then retired to her dressing room alone for
about fifteen minutes.  Then we entered to give her the final look for the
night.

   Because the afterparty was scheduled in one of the fantasy suites, we
wanted Nicole's last look to be electrifying.

   As such, Rebecca pulled out a gorgeous, gold-flecked halter minidress.
Once Nicole slipped into the glittery dress, we added gold, four-inch heels
to complete the look.

   Serena released Nicole's half-ponytail, letting her dark tresses flow
freely.  Then she quickly curled and fluffed Nicole's hair until it was big
and full, and had plenty of volume.

   Then it was my turn.  I cleaned Nicole's face and added deep gold and
bronze tones to her eyes, cheeks and lips.  When I was done, she looked
absolutely fabulous.

   "Thanks, Nikii," she whispered as I finished her look.  "I've really
loved your work tonight.  I'm very satisfied." She rose from her chair to
give me a hug and a soft peck on my cheek.  "Make sure you see Saadia.  She
has your check.  And a special announcement," she winked.  "Have a great
night." She grabbed an evening bag and left the dressing room.

   A few minutes later, as I was packing up my equipment, I heard a very
familiar and very sexy voice behind me.

   "Nikii?"

   I turned to see Saadia smiling behind me.  "Here's your check for the
night." She handed me a small envelope.  "And you should be very happy with
your bonus." She stared at me for a moment.  "You know, Nikii?  I'm really
impressed with you.  You do really good work, especially under such extreme
time constraints.  I predict that you're going to have a long career in
this business."

   I blushed.  "Thanks!" I glanced at the check, then slipped it into my
handbag.  "I had a great time.  And if you ever need me again, you have my
number so just call." I grabbed my makeup case and slid my handbag over my
shoulder.  "I'm going to head back to my room to get some rest.  I'll
probably catch a flight out early in the morning, so it was great hanging
out with you.  You guys have a good time tonight, ok?"

   Saadia reached out and took my hand in hers.  "Actually, Nikii...Nicole
and I were wondering.  She just agreed to perform here for the rest of the
week to promote her new album.  If you can stay, we can use you from
tomorrow all the way through to Saturday.  And because it's such short
notice, I can offer you double your usual rate for each night.  How's that
sound?"

   I almost said yes right on the spot.  But, thankfully, I had the good
sense to work out a few details first.  Once we were set, I happily agreed.
However, I suddenly remembered what Nicole said earlier.  "Saadia, Nicole
said you had a special announcement for me?  Was that it?"

   She grinned as she stepped close to me.  "Actually, that's the icing on
the cake.  To celebrate our work this week, if everything goes well,
Nicole's going to be throwing a private party on Sunday night.  Invitation
only." Saadia leaned in close to my ear.  "And your name will definitely be
on that list.  And trust me.  It will be a private affair."

   I chuckled.  I couldn't believe that I was actually in Sin City having
the time of my life styling one of the hottest singers in the business. 
Though the upcoming week promised to be both fun and profitable, Sunday
night couldn't come fast enough.

   ~~~

   Unfortunately, all thoughts of having a good time in Las Vegas faded
quickly with the extreme workload we were subjected to.

   I spent the next several nights working harder than I'd ever worked
before.  Nicole seemed to have hundreds of outfits and she needed almost a
different makeup look for each one.

   Each night, Nicole's schedule was even busier than the night before. 
Between the numerous interviews, meet and greets, rehearsals and
performances, we were all tremendously busy.

   During the day, it was all I could do to grab a few hours of sleep. 
Though Saadia paid me in full each night, I only had enough energy to shop
for more makeup and accessories before I retired back to the room for a few
hours of shut-eye.

   One of the silver linings, however, was that as I got to know her,
Nicole began to open up to me more and more.  Every night, without fail,
while I made her up, she entertained me with countless stories of how she
worked her way up in the music industry.

   She told me about the endless auditions, castings and rehearsals she had
to endure until she finally got a break.  After a lot of hard work, she was
chosen to participate in a new TV singing competition, called Popstars. 
Once she survived the weekly eliminations and was ultimately chosen for the
new girl group, Eden's Crush, she was ready for instant stardom.

   She found that she truly enjoyed the music, the dancing and the
attention.  She also grew to love her fellow group members.  However,
months after the show aired, interest in the group died down and eventually
ended.  The group disbanded soon after and mega-stardom eluded her yet
again.

   However, though she was saddened, Nicole told me that she never gave up
on her dreams and went right back to auditioning.  She eventually told me
the story about meeting Robin Antin, the founder of The Pussycat Dolls. 
Once she auditioned for Robin, Nicole told me that her life changed
instantly.

   As she opened up to me, I was awed at Nicole's determination and I loved
her strength and sense of purpose.  I was so taken with her that I even
flirted a bit.  Ever the professional, Nicole flirted back and winked at me
often but never took it further.

   Finally Saturday came.  Our team styled Nicole through a full day of
promotion, leading up to three performances that night.

   By the time 2am Sunday morning hit, I was completely worn out.  Saadia
handed me my check, as usual, but this time it came with a royal blue
envelope.

   "Enjoy," she said as she turned to walk away.

   "Saadia, wait!" Something had been on my mind and I had to talk to her.
"Saadia, let me ask you something.  We haven't really talked since the
first day I was here.  What's up with that?"

   "Well, Nikii," she began, "I've watched how you are with Nicole and I
think the two of you are really hitting it off.  So I'm not going to
interfere with that."

   I suddenly became embarrassed.  I was originally interested in Saadia
and I felt as if I'd just tossed her to the side in favor of Nicole.

   "Saadia-"

   "It's ok, Nikii.  I was infatuated when I first met her too.  But I get
my turn on the regular.  And, believe me, it's fantastic!" she winked.

   I stood there with my mouth hanging open.

   "Don't be surprised, honey.  Nicole's fierce.  And legendary.  And
extremely talented, if you know what I mean.  So go have fun."

   "But-"

   "But nothing," she replied.  "I mean it.  Go have fun.  But just keep
this in mind: I'm still going to get my shot with you.  Just not now." She
paused to reach out and gently stroke my hair.  "But I do have some
vacation time coming up.  Maybe I'll plan a trip to Miami sometime soon,"
she smiled.

   I reached out and hugged her tightly.  "Thanks for understanding," I
whispered.  "And don't ever think that I don't want you too."

   "Of course you do, honeybunch," she teased.  "But for right now, I have
to get home.  It's late as hell and I'm exhausted!  But, again, thank you
for everything," she said as she turned to walk away.  "And hurry up and
open that envelope!" I watched her tight ass swish away and was a bit
wistful that I hadn't had the pleasure of enjoying it.

   Opening the envelope, I gasped at what I saw.  I pulled out a beautiful
piece of ivory cardstock with a thin, royal blue ribbon threaded through
the top.

   The words on the card, printed in beautiful, elaborate calligraphy, were
simple:
"A car will pick you up at 4pm sharp Sunday afternoon.  Dress to

impress. Make sure to bring an overnight bag.  Love, N."

   A sly smile spread over my face as I closed my eyes and drew the
envelope to my chest.  Smelling a distinct fragrance, I raised the envelope
to my nose.  She'd scented it with her signature fragrance.

   I smiled as I thought of Nicole's soft, silky, olive-colored skin.

   My life just hit high gear.

   ~~~

   Sunday afternoon, just before 4pm, I stood in front of the full-length
mirror in my room.

   I chose a cream-colored, silk crepe dress that contrasted perfectly with
my warm, brown complexion.  The flowing, floor-length gown skimmed and
caressed my every curve.  Matching high-heeled, strappy sandals completed
the simple, yet elegant look.

   I kept it simple with my makeup.  I used mocha eyeshadow on my eyelids,
a touch of pearl shadow at my browbone, black eyeliner and black mascara. I
followed that with a cinnamon blush on my cheeks and a matching cinnamon
lipcolor and gloss.

   I was pretty nervous so I needed a quick and simple style for my hair. I
decided to add big, soft curls to my jet-black, shoulder-length hair. 
Rather than comb out the curls, I used my fingers to gently tousle and pull
them into place.

   As I was finishing up, the hotel telephone rang.  When I answered, a
deep, yet gentle, masculine voice informed me that my car was downstairs
and that a bellhop was on his way up.

   Once he arrived, he took my bag and we headed downstairs.  When we got
outside, I was surprised to see a neatly dressed chauffeur standing next to
a black, stretch limousine.  As he helped me in, I was impressed at the
spacious interior of the vehicle.

   "Help yourself to a drink, Madame.  And your package is right on the
seat," he said as he closed the door.

   I looked next to me to see a thin, manila envelope.  I opened it up and
pulled out a flight itinerary.  Reno, Nevada?

   I quickly searched around until I found the intercom switch.  "Excuse
me. We're going to Reno?"

   His voice boomed over the speakers.  "Technically, you're going to Reno,
not me," he joked.  "More specifically, Lake Tahoe.  Enjoy the trip."

   I had to smile.

   ~~~

   Less than two hours later, I stepped off a private jet and into a second
limousine.  After a forty-five minute drive through the Nevada canyons, we
pulled onto a dirt road.  A short time later, we parked in front of a
massive, white stone villa.

   As the chauffeur let me out at the front walkway, a well-dressed
Hispanic couple greeted me at the car door.  The beautiful,
olive-complexioned woman grasped my hands as I stepped out of the limo.

   "Welcome to the Rosewood Spa, Ms.  Clarke.  My name is Rosa and this is
Carlos.  Here, you'll find that your every want and need will be taken care
of.  Ms.  Scherzinger is waiting for you.  Please let Carlos take your bag,
and I'll escort you to her."

   I followed her inside the luxurious resort.  We walked through several
hallways until we reached a dressing area.

   Rosa spoke quietly.  "You and Ms.  Scherzinger are scheduled for a
massage.  First, you can get undressed here and then you can take your
shower.  When you're done, I'll escort you to her massage room."

   I quickly undressed and stepped into a huge, marble shower.  The pulsing
streams of water felt heavenly against my warm, nude body.  When I
finished, I wrapped my body in a plush, white bathrobe that had been laid
out for me and slipped my feet into a pair of soft, fuzzy white slippers.

   Rosa suddenly appeared out of nowhere and led me down another hallway.

   We walked into a small, dimly lit room where I found Nicole already
being serviced.  She lay on one of two massage tables, resting on her
stomach, with only a towel draped over her bottom half.  A slender,
dark-haired woman slowly massaged her back.

   I removed my bathrobe and climbed onto the massage table next to her. 
Then a second woman entered the room, placed a towel over me and began my
massage.

   Nicole turned her head to smile at me.  "Welcome, Nikii.  I'm glad you
decided to come.  Are you enjoying your treat so far?" she asked.

   "Yes," I moaned as my massage therapist worked the kinks out of my back
and neck.  "Thank you so much."

   "It's my pleasure.  You worked hard this week and I wanted to reward
you."

   We both fell silent as the two women stroked, caressed and massaged our
bodies into submission.  Small gasps and groans escaped my lips as I
enjoyed her manipulations on my tight, tense body.

   After about an hour, Nicole dismissed the women, thanking them for their
services.  Then she turned to me.  "How was that?"

   Looking at Nicole's exquisite frame, clad in only a towel, I was
suddenly consumed with a fiery need to kiss her, wanting to draw her tongue
deep into my mouth.  In my mind's eye, I saw myself kissing her neck, then
licking and nipping at her jawline.  I followed that with gentle nips to
her earlobe until she trembled in ecstasy.

   I smiled.  "Heavenly."

   "Great.  Now why don't we go back to our room?  I have a few more
surprises for you," she winked as she snapped me out of my erotic daydream.

   We put our bathrobes back on and she led me to the rear of the building,
out the back door and into the courtyard.  I was awed at the colorful
flowers and pretty plants that lined the stone pathway.  Eventually we came
to a smaller cabin.

   She grasped the doorknob and opened it with a flourish.  "For you,
Madame."

   As soon as she opened the door, I gasped.

   The cabin was absolutely gorgeous.

   Elaborate, wooden furniture decorated the vast space.  I could see the
spacious kitchen and dining area set off from the enormous living room.  I
guessed that the bathroom and bedrooms were down the long hallway.

   At the opposite end of the cabin was a set of double glass doors. 
"That's the surprise," she teased.  "Go on.  Take a look."

   I walked out the doors onto the outside deck, and my breath caught at
the beautiful sight.

   The rapidly approaching sunset gave the Nevada sky a warm, golden hue.
The spectacular golden tones mixed with hazy blue and rose ones and made
for a picturesque view.

   As I looked around, I noticed that the outside deck was fully finished.
Expensive patio furniture decorated the large space.

   As a final touch, sitting in the middle of the deck was a huge Jacuzzi.
It looked big enough to fit at least six people.

   "Surprise," she said as she sidled up behind me.  She wrapped her arms
around my waist as she whispered in my ear.  "I've wanted you since I first
saw you.  I'm so glad I have you now."

   Nicole turned me around and pressed her soft lips against mine.  As we
kissed tenderly, raw passion coursed through my mind and my body.

   Then she took my hands in hers and led me to the Jacuzzi.  We stood near
the edge and I waited as she bent down to turn the water on.

   As it filled up, she took my chin in her hands and kissed me again.  Her
tongue slipped into my mouth and an insistent throbbing began deep between
my legs.

   Then she slipped my bathrobe off.  Hers quickly followed.  As we stood
there completely nude, I was awed at her gorgeous body.

   Her smooth, olive skin was flawless.  Her pert, round breasts sat high
on her chest with dark nipples that were rock hard.  The delicate triangle
between her legs was smooth and hairless.

   Once the Jacuzzi was filled with the heated water, we both climbed in
and sat on the edge.  Our hands and tongues reconnected and we continued
kissing.  I stroked her soft hair, now becoming damp from the steam.

   After several long moments of kissing and stroking each other, Nicole
slipped into the water.  As I moved to follow her, she stopped me.

   "No.  Stay right there," she commanded.

   As I sat on the edge of the Jacuzzi, she moved through the water to
stand right between my legs.

   "I'm hungry," she said.  "I need something sweet to eat."

   She slipped deeper into the water until her head was just at the
juncture between my open thighs.  Her warm breath skimmed the delicate skin
of my inner thighs and I trembled.

   She took her fingers and gently stroked my wet pussy.  "You're so
beautiful," she whispered.

   "Nicole," I whispered, closing my eyes in anticipation.  Then I felt the
most delicious feeling in the world.  A wet, wiggling, tingling sensation
went from the bottom of my pussy to the top.

   I opened my eyes to see her devouring my pussy.  I groaned in sheer
delight.  "Oh, yessss," I sighed as I felt her tongue teasing my sensitive
clit.  "Hell yes!"

   Nicole's dark hair, now totally wet, lay draped over her shoulders.  As
I looked down at her, I sighed as her head swayed back and forth.  I took
her head in my hands and ran my fingers all through her hair.

   Her tongue traced crazy circles all over my pussy lips.  Endless moments
passed as she moved back and forth over my clit and my back arched in the
ultimate pleasure.

   "Ohhhh, Nicole," I sighed.  "God, yessss!" Tiny electric shocks exploded
in me as her tongue flicked against my sensitive clit.

   My heart began to race as my passion soared.  "Oh Nicole!  Please honey!
Please!"

   More and more she licked until I was completely undone.

   Tears slipped out of the corners of my eyes as the explosion rose from
my belly.  All of a sudden, before I could realize what was happening, a
scorching heat raced through me.

   "Now, baby!" I wailed.  "I'm cumming!  Now!"

   Bursts of bright, golden light flashed in my head, as my climax raced
through my entire body.  I barely heard my own screams and cries as my
passion crested and I tumbled down into a cavern of sheer bliss.

   She continued licking every drop of my essence as I writhed and thrashed
uncontrollably.  I'd never been eaten this good and I enjoyed every second
of the extreme ecstasy.

   Finally, my passion ebbed and I began to float back down to earth.  I
sat there panting, trying desperately to catch my breath.  I looked at her.
She sat there with a satisfied smile on her face.

   "You like?"

   I slipped into the water and drew her into my arms.  "I love," I
whispered against her mouth.  I kissed her deeply, loving the taste of my
own sugary juices on her lips and tongue.

   "Let's go to the bed," I whispered.

   We climbed out of the Jacuzzi and went back indoors.  Ignoring
everything else in the cabin, we went directly for the king-sized bed in
the master bedroom.

   She lay back on the bed and I climbed on top of her.  I immediately went
for her firm breasts and drew her stiff nipple into my mouth.

   "Ohhh," she sighed.  "Nikii, yes!"

   I sucked deeply on her dark peak.  Hungry for more contact, I used my
hands to rub and caress her wet, satiny skin.  She wiggled in my embrace as
I nipped at her silky skin.  I laved her pert breasts until she cried out.

   As I felt her body tighten, I slid my hands between her legs.  Her
wetness inflamed me and I needed her sweet nectar.

   "Turn over," I commanded.

   She moaned as she flipped onto her stomach.  Her rounded ass beckoned to
me.  I rubbed and stroked her damp skin, enjoying the feel of her satiny
flesh underneath my fingertips.  She whimpered as I caressed her soft body.

   "Kneel."

   She rose up on her hands and knees.  She stretched her limber and
flexible body across the satin comforter

   I kneeled behind her, enjoying the view of her tight ass.  I palmed it
gently, softly caressing her beautiful, supple skin.  I then leaned in and
planted tiny kisses on the expanse of her ass.

   "Ooooh!" Nicole wiggled harder against me.  "More, baby, more!"

   "Spread your legs, baby." She opened her legs wider and I was enthralled
with the beautiful pinkness.

   I leaned in for a taste.  I took my tongue and swiped it against her. 
"Mmmmm..." I moaned as I savored her sugary sweetness.

   She bucked off the bed.  "Oh shit!"

   I smiled as I grabbed her hips and pulled her to me.  I tasted again. 
The pink flower in front of me was simply luscious.  Unable to resist, I
lapped and lapped her wet pussy, relishing the taste of her tangy essence.
I nuzzled against her clit until I felt her entire body shake and tremble.

   Nicole's breathing became more and more labored.  Suddenly overwrought
with passion, her upper body dropped to the bed and she rested her head in
her folded arms.  "Ohhhhhh!"

   Her wetness flowed profusely and I lapped up every drop of the thick,
white cream.  I alternated soft and hard licks against her turgid clit.

   She frantically moved back against me, trying desperately to get more of
my tongue into her sizzling pussy.  I sucked hard, drawing as much wetness
out of her as I could.

   I then took long laps at her pussy, ever inching upward until I was
dangerously close to her dark rosebud.

   "Please," she sighed.  "Oh, yes, please!"

   I licked higher and higher.  Finally, I placed my tongue directly
against her asshole.

   Nicole almost climaxed right then and there.  "Fuck!" she snarled as
savage heat broke free in her.  Catlike, she ripped the comforter back and
clutched the bed sheets, holding on for dear life.

   I held on tighter to her hips as they rocked wildly.  I licked her all
the way up and all the way down, over and over again.  I could see her head
shaking from side to side.  Unbridled lust had been awakened in her and I
felt her straining for that elusive orgasm.

   Finally, I was ready to finish her off.  I licked my index finger and
deftly slid it inside.

   Then I slid a second finger deep into her.  I crossed and uncrossed both
fingers as I rotated my wrist from side to side.  The movements soon had
her howling in pure pleasure.  Her loud screams and cries told me that she
was yearning for that erotic explosion that only I could provide.

   I moved my fingers even faster as I kept up the licks to both her ass
and her pussy.  Finally, she was overcome with ecstasy and hunkered down on
the bed.  I felt her eruption as the entire bed frame began to shake.

   I pointed my tongue and swirled it in tight circles all over her hot
pussy.  When her entire body tightened, I knew it was over.  I held on
tight, anticipating her inevitable explosion.

   "Yesssss!" she screamed.  "Baby, I'm cumming!" Her body writhed all over
the bed as she sobbed and moaned through her climax.  "Oh God, yessss!"

   I drank her sweet nectar, never letting up.  My lips and tongue were
drenched with her sweet cream but I licked and sucked until I'd tasted all
there was to taste.  I then planted gentle kisses all over her honeyed
jewel as she wriggled on the bed.

   Finally, as she calmed down, I moved up on the bed until I was right
next to her.  She turned over and continued panting as I drew her into my
arms.

   "Ooooh," she cooed as her excitement waned.  "I loved that.  You were
fantastic." She planted a soft kiss on my lips.  We kissed and pet for
long, seemingly endless, moments.

   "You were the fantastic one.  For planning such an awesome evening."
Then I yawned and stretched out on the bed.

   She giggled.  "Have I worn you out?"

   "Not even," I said as I slipped my fingers back between her legs.  I
felt her slippery wetness and I grinned.  "In fact, I'm ready for round
two."

   "Round two, coming up," she smiled as she pressed her lips against mine.

   ~~~

   The next morning, I awoke to warm sunlight streaming through the
windows. I glanced at the alarm clock on the nightstand.  It was just after
8am.

   I turned to see Nicole lying next to me, softly snoring.  I kissed her
lips gently but she remained still.  Playfully, I kissed her over and over
again until her eyes fluttered open.

   "Hey sleepyhead," I teased as she awoke.

   "Hey baby." She yawned and stretched as she checked the clock.  Then she
snuggled up next to me.  "You hungry?"

   "I'm starving," I laughed.

   "I don't know why," she chuckled.  "You ate the hell out of me last
night!"

   We laughed as she reached for the phone.  She dialed, then spoke
quickly. "Please send up the breakfast I ordered yesterday.  Thanks."

   Nicole and I then took a long, luxurious shower together, kissing and
stroking each other's bodies underneath the hot spray.  Excited all over
again, we ran back to the bedroom and tumbled onto the bed.  However, a
knock at the door proved to be room service, so we settled in for a hearty
breakfast of waffles, a fresh fruit tray and plenty of delicious beverages.

   As we sat across from each other nude, we chatted about the week and she
continued to compliment me on my work.  As she took a bite of a ripe, juicy
strawberry, she suddenly got serious.  "Nikii, I'm staying here in Tahoe
for a few days, then I'm going back to Vegas for a few more meetings. 
After that, it's back to L.A.," she said.  "What about you?"

   "I need to get back to Miami.  I loved my stay here, but I'm really
looking forward to getting back home."

   "Well, I got you a private jet from Reno back to Vegas, so you're all
set there.  But as far as your flight back to Miami?  I think there's a
computer room down by the front desk.  When we're done eating, why don't
you go ahead and make your reservation?  When you're all set, I'll have the
driver take you to the airport."

   She paused to take a sip of her apple juice.  "Once you get back to
Vegas, I'll have another driver take you from the airport back to the hotel
so you can get your luggage.  Then, when you're ready, I'll have him take
you back to the airport and you'll be all set."

   I was stunned at her generosity.  I leaned in close and kissed her full
on the lips.  "Thanks for everything, Nicole.  You're a doll!"

   "A Pussycat Doll," she laughed.  "But you're very welcome, Nikii." Then
she got up and took her cell phone out of her purse.  "Oh, by the
way...give me your number.  You're one of the best makeup artists I've ever
met, so I need to make sure I can always get a hold of you."

   I obliged her and she quickly added my number to her cell phone.  I then
dressed and excused myself to arrange my flight home with the front desk
clerk.

   The staff at the spa was extremely helpful in helping me book my flight
back to Miami from Vegas.  Once I was all set, I went back to the suite to
give Nicole a final embrace.

   "Thanks hon," she whispered as she wrapped her arms tight around me and
kissed me on the cheek.  "You were absolutely fantastic!"

   As she walked me to the front desk, I smelled her delicious fragrance
and was almost ready to go back for round three.  However, my flight back
to Miami was leaving sooner than I wanted it to.  I kissed her again as the
limo pulled up and I bid her goodbye.

   ~~~

   A few hours later, I sat in the lounge at McCarran Airport, waiting for
my flight to be called.  I'd arrived back in Vegas safely, picked up my
luggage and was now waiting to fly back to Miami.

   As I sat there reading my favorite African-American fashion and beauty
magazine, my cell phone rang.  I dug in my handbag and pulled it out.

   "Hello?"

   A seductive feminine voice answered.  "Hi, Nikii?"

   "Yes, this is she."

   "Hi.  This is Rose Grandon from Essence Magazine.  We worked together on
the Gabrielle Union shoot, remember?"

   I smiled.  "Of course I remember, Ms.  Grandon.  How are you?  And how
is Ms.  Sharpe?"

   "I'm fine and Constance is fine as well.  Thanks for asking.  Now I hope
I'm not interrupting anything?"

   "No, you're fine.  I'm actually in the airport waiting to get back to
Miami.  How can I help you?"

   "Oh.  You've been out of town?" she asked.

   "Yes, I've been working in Las Vegas for the past week." I quickly told
her about all of the celebrities I'd had the pleasure of working on.

   "How fun!" she beamed.  "Well, good thing you're on your way back home.
I was just calling to give you some good news.  But I can't tell you about
it just yet.  Just know that when you get back home, there's a surprise
waiting for you.  And I think you'll love it!"

   I had no idea what she had in mind but I was anxious to find out.

   Rose continued.  "But, again, I won't spoil the surprise.  Just know
that it's a big one.  A huge one, even.  And you'll just have to wait `til
you get home to find out what it is."

   She paused for a moment.  "But I will give you a clue.  It involves a
major star.  I mean, starlet," she corrected.  "She's major, honey!  And
I'm sure you'll enjoy every moment!"

   I was speechless.

   Rose laughed.  "I don't hear anything, so you must be speechless!  But
that's all I'm going to tell you.  But look, I've gotta go.  Talk to you
soon, hon, and have a safe trip!  Bye!"

   When she hung up, I just stared at the phone.

   A huge surprise?

   From Rose Grandon?

   Involving a major starlet?

   Life was definitely good.

   Definitely.



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