Eden High: Series 1 (Eden High 1-6)

I had a mediocre orgasm that time and figured he had run his course, still, two out of three ain’t bad.

“You may go now, you’d better leave out the back entrance, I don’t think now’s the time for anyone to learn of our little friendship now do you?”

He gave me that sad puppy dog look that I knew so well by now. He’s such a waste. His family has good money, but his whining and low self-esteem was not at all attractive; my acting skills only go so far.

When he was finally gone, after I allowed him to slobber all over my tit, I took a nice long bath and got dressed and ready for my next stellar performance.

***

I wasn’t too surprised when Jace turned down my offer for help; maybe it was too soon after all. I’ll give him another week at least to come back to his senses.

With that twit out of the way, there was no one to upset my little apple cart until I was ready.

If all goes as planned, I will be set for the foreseeable future, or until I got my hands on the Saunders wealth, which I had no doubt was still in my grasp.

Howard had always talked about me going to his alma mater, but I had no real interest in spending another four or five years wasting my life in an old dreary building doing things that weren’t going to benefit me anyway.

No, I had bigger and better plans for myself. Everyone was always surprised when I showed no interest in acting.

It’s weird, but as much as I love attention, I’ve never been interested in getting in front of the camera.

That could be due to the fact that once, long ago, Howard had taken me to the set of one of his studio’s movies and I had seen first hand what hard work went into the craft.

If I could lounge around scantily clad and have a camera just clicking away, well fine. But all the hot lights, and the director barking instructions, the long hours, having to be up before the dawn?

No, none of that was for me. As time went on I learned that as a woman, it was best to marry wealth and power, unless of course you were born with it.

Any other course will be too much work. I’d actually have to make my own way, which would take up way too much of my time.

My little nest egg was just the beginning. Though it would be able to afford me a decent life, I didn’t want decent. I want spectacular and I had decided long ago that Jace Saunders was my ticket.

It’s not my fault that the stupid girl had got in my way. Had she been from around here, had she been one of us, she would’ve known better.

After Jace’s rebuff, I wasn’t quite ready to head back home and I didn’t want to be alone.

I was feeling so good even with Jace’s attitude, because I knew that he would come back to me soon, that I decided I wanted to celebrate.

I was in such a good mood; why not teach little Ms. Cassandra a lesson? She must be wondering about her friend. I wonder if there’s a way to let her know that I’d done it, and that she could be next if she didn’t stay out of my way.

I called her dad at dinnertime. I knew it was their dinnertime because I’d done my research and asked all the right questions.

No one could accuse me of laziness, I did take the time usually to study all there was to know about my prey. Unless he was just someone I wanted to fuck for the sake of fucking, then I didn’t bother.

He was like my little dog on a leash when I promised him a special treat if he left home right now and met me in our special hotel room, twenty minutes outside of town.

“Call them baby and make sure the room’s ready for me.”

“Of course baby, anything else, is there anything else you’d like them to have ready for you?”

“You know what, I’m feeling like lobster and champagne, make it happen.”

“You’ve got it baby, oh hold on.” He moved the mouthpiece away from his lips but I was still able to overhear him lying to his wife about who was on the phone.

I’m sure his precious little princess was watching him even now, knowing that he was lying, knowing that it was me on the other end of that line.

“I’ll see you there, don’t be late.” I loved the power I had over him and all the others that weren’t much better.

I made it to the hotel before him obviously, because I’d already been out and about. He had called ahead and taken care of what I wanted.

I didn’t bother waiting for him to get started on the champagne and lobster, but dug right in.

My appetite grows with my excitement, almost as much as my sex drive, and I found that I was famished.

My mind played over and over again that sweet moment when the cops had rung the doorbell.

I had prepared myself for this, thank heavens I had Liz as an alibi. Though she had been a little freaked that Sian whoever she was had disappeared the same day we had been planning to get her back.

Nothing as extreme as this of course; but once I’d calmed her down with the idea that it was just a coincidence, and nothing at all like what we’d had planned, she was okay again. She’s such an idiot.

The cops didn’t seem to really think that any of us kids had anything to do with it, and my look of surprised horror might not win me an Oscar, but it was enough to convince two cops who were more fascinated by my tits, which were on full display.

I gorged myself on the good stuff and had a glass of the bubbly by the time he showed up.