I have to give them something that’ll make them forget all about it. I need to make a big, extravagant splash. I asked you two to dress like that for the same reason I’m going to have to ask Mander to hang back. There will be cameras. Paparazzi intervention was inevitable. And, as it happens, necessary. I just need to think of someone I know locally...” She took another drag, her eyes widened.“Boris,” Helen whispered almost reverently. “I have one more call to make to set everything up, then we can go. Have you had lunch yet?”“Not yet.” Julie admitted.“Right.” Helen nodded. “What’s the most expensive place in town? We’ll start there.”“Metropolitan Grill‘s open.” Julie said, taking out her emerald green iPad.“Do they take reservations?” Helen said, getting up and walking toward the balcony door.“Yeah.”“Perfect. Don’t make one. Call’s going through, just a sec.” Helen started walking toward the master bedroom, speaking Russian to someone, presumably the Boris she’d just mentioned. I. Jenna waved at Anita as she waited for her to slowly make her way up. They stood next to each other for a second looking like they worked at different places, yet they walked in to work together. ‘What’s wrong?’ Jenna asked. ‘Bad morning,’ Anita replied. ‘I had a great morning,’ Jenna responded as they passed by several male customers who all stopped and stared. Jenna slowed down and smiled at all of them, even blowing a few kisses. Anita hurried to her office. Jenna settled into her office and didn’t even bother closing the door, as she opened up her closet and took out a flimsy summer dress. Half hidden behind the closet door, Jenna changed out of her skirt and tubetop and slipped into the summer dress. As she closed the closet door, every man in the store was standing outside her office staring at her. Jenna giggled, loving every minute of the attention. Anita on the other hand was trying to clean off her suit. She lifted up her skirt and peeked at her panties. The cop.
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