"Your kidding me Jasmine. Your flippin kidding me!" She screamed throwing a shoe at this woman who was laughing.
"I am sorry Amara but i had to..I cant believe you made it into the game" Jasmine dodged the shoe as she fell onto the floor laughing as she held onto her stomach.
"Why on earth did you do this? I am perfectly happy with my life. I do not want to be broadcasted on live television trying to compete with five other girls to win some stupid mans heart.I am happy being single" Amara sat on the couch rubbing her forehead thinking about killing her best friend. "No...No..I cannot do it. I have my business to run. I have to look out for my bakery no way am I going to jeopardize my career for a man." Amara began to rip up the acceptance letter and throw it on her floor.
"Dont be so foolish Amara" Her friend grabbed the ripped peices of paper and held them close to her body. "I already talked to some people who are willing to run the bakery. You know them well too. They work with you, Jakob, Annet and Yasmina. They got this Amara, just do this one thing. Beside i sent in the real letter to them. So you have no choice but to go unless you want to be sued. " Amara began to stand up and scream as she tugged on her brown locks of heir she stomped her feet and huffed.
(4 months later...)
Amara was wearing a white tank top and black shorts that covered her butt leaving her legs looking long. She was pulling her suitcase with her other hand as she pulled down her white tank top. To cover her navel. Her tank top shrunk in her washing machine so now it keeps on sliding up over her navel..'Jesus...why..did that stubborn crazy old hag do this to me..' she was thinking about ways to kill Jasmine when she gets home from this tv show. Amara was wearing black pumps she bought the day before coming onto the plane that would take her to this crazy house. As Amara was walking she stumbled over her suit case as it caught onto her heel. A red hue spread across her cheeks as she looked around to see if that wasnt caught on camera. Soon she noticed it was, she saw the man carrying this heavy equipment that seemed to be filming her.."Oh..crap.." She whispered softly.But than reality set in, Amara looked down at her chest seeing this microphone strapped around her bra strap. The mic picked up her saying 'Oh crap' the embarrassment was slowly getting bigger. She looked up to see if the other girls were coming. They shouldn't be called girls though. More like cattle, each one seeing if it is going to be slaughtered soon leaving one cow left. The one that gets to make the milk. As awful the metaphor was the honest truth of how much she felt about the women coming to the house..
She found herself in front of this huge mansion, gray hound statues on each side of the door. She looked over her shoulder and saw this blonde woman walk down the path Amara was just walking down. This woman had huge plumped lips, huge breasts and a tiny waist. This made Amara gag..something so barbie like wasnt real. She was just made with silicon and botox. 'I bet you she is just a gold digger..' Another woman huge and black. This woman had long curls that looked like plastic, this woman looked much more pleasing that the blonde. This one had natural looking lips yet with curves all over. It made Amara look even more like a stick. Amara looked down at her breasts and sighed seeing a c cup. She bit her bottom lip and tried to see her but. Again she wasnt blessed with curves or something to shake. She was a stick with a nice athletic stomach. That was it for her. Amara shook the thoughts out of her head and sighed..' This cursed place is giving me the heebejeebs..' She looked around waiting on the other girls
Sinfully full of Skills.
A penthouse suite overlooking New York City sat high within Stark Towers; a professional looking building at the top of the invention industry with a not-so-professional owner. “Tony, Tony wake up!!” A redheaded woman shouted as she pushed open the blinds allowing in the vast amount of sunlight against the large glass window.
Groaning and moaning from under the blankets raised a sleepy body. A built body with distinguishing facial hair and droopy brown eyes; with his hair a mess, the sleepy gaze turned to the woman. “Pepper it’s ten in the morning, why must you bother me so early.”
The redhead rolled her eyes, obviously not impressed by the man’s sleepiness. “Get up Tony; you’ve got a long day ahead of you. Plus we still need to talk about the reality show.”
“Re…ality show?” He repeated between his yawn as he threw off his covers and climbed out of the bed in just his boxers, his bare chest reflecting in the sunlight as he brought up a large hand to rub his eyes. His secretary was looking to retire and for all he knew, this ‘reality’ show idea was a way to find him a new secretary. “I don’t think we need to go that far to find me a secretary. I don’t know why you can’t stay. Jacob’s one of my best friends, he wouldn’t mind me using his wife for work.”
“Because we want to start a family Tony, you need someone else to look after you. And not just for work…”
“NO! You didn’t!”
“I did, and we start filming next week.”
“Listen Tony, Jacob and I are sick of you being single. You need more than a secretary to get you through your life. I picked out five different women who have all different looks and personalities. Especially since you seem to pick up every type of woman on the planet, it was hard to narrow down; so I kind of chose from a vast list of applicants. You wouldn’t believe how many people would try to win over a billionaire, playboy, and genius philanthropist.”
Tony smirked, the corner of his mustache raising. “See, you know me too well, you can’t leave.”
“I can and I am Tony, now here is your schedule for today.” She said in annoyance and handed him the booklet while walking out of the room only to hear Tony sigh and say something to the extent of it being a long day.
------------One week later------------
Standing on the top floor in the hallway of one of the three mansions he owned in LA he watched as the three women arrived, a camera on him making sure to catch his reaction as he sipped on the thick alcohol over ice. “Tony really?” Pepper said snatching the drink out of his hand. “Really? It’s ten in the morning.”
“And I’ve been up since five thanks to you to get us here for LA.” He said snatching the drink back as he shook it at her. “It’s five o’clock somewhere.” He said with a chuckle as he took another drink and the two turned their attention to the window looking down at the arriving girls. First there was a brunette in a tank top and short shorts. Nice, she had a good set of legs on her. The second coming up the walk way was a woman with huge breasts, big lips and bright blonde hair. Hey boobies. Shocker shocker. Another one was a heavier set woman with a nice big butt. The three outside made him smile. So far so good. Coming up from the back were two women talking with one another. One was a small Asian woman standing at four foot seven inches maybe eight, small yet curvy in her own way with a little belly button ring and long straight black hair, he liked the belly button ring against her flat stomach. The woman she was talking to was a taller Hispanic woman, maybe five foot four inches, maybe five inches, she had a bit more meat on her bones giving her a much more curvy look but for her being a little bit more heavy than the other girls she dressed herself well to show off what she had; someone who knows how to dress for their body, that was nice.
“You actually picked rather well.”
“Good to know, come on, I’ve got to meet them at the door and give them an idea of what everything will be.”
“Oh you just get to sit in a lounge, continue to drink and watch their faces. It’s important that they don’t know you’re here yet. The more honest they’ll be the more likely you’ll learn who they are.” As he nodded she continued, “Plus, you’ll get to watch all the behind scenes stuff so you’ll know what they truly are like when you’re not around. That’s important. The only thing you don’t get to watch is their personal interviews with the camera.” The pouting look on Tony’s face’s just made Pepper laugh as she pushed him into a room with a large TV screen and a comfy couch. Once he was settled in she left to meet the girls.
“Welcome ladies.” Pepper said arriving at the staircase and started walking down. “Welcome to the Tony Stark LA Getaway Manor. In case you weren’t aware, Tony prefers to spend his time in his penthouse in New York City but we’ve brought him here for the next five weeks to introduce him to you ladies and see if one of you might be his soul mate. I have personally picked all of you out of the millions of applications because I felt each of you could be his match. You will meet Tony here and will go into the dining for dinner. The real tests will begin tomorrow.”
She gave a small nod before continuing. “You each have been assigned your own rooms throughout the mansion. On the table over there each morning, much like now will be instructions on what the day will present. We aren’t doing typical dating show activities; instead we will do realistic things. Your looks, personalities, social skills and high society actions will be put to the test. Not to mention you physical endurance, your ability to hold a conversation and of course, your intelligence. If you think you can get by and win him over on looks alone, you’re wrong. If you think you can get by and win him over by personality alone, you’re wrong. If you think you can win him over by intelligence alone, you’re wrong. You must be the complete package to win over the heart of Tony Stark. Ladies, please retire to your rooms and be back in here five this evening to join Tony, me and my husband for dinner. As his best friends, we also have a small say in what happens but in total, its Tony’s choice. Feel free to explore the manor after you get settled in, there’s a pool and hot tub in the back and quite a few neat things to see. With that, ladies welcome and I will see you at here at five.” With that she left and from the lounge, Tony smirked taking a drink and watching the interaction between the ladies.
Amara followed this woman in the mansion looking at the other girls. One Hispanic one black one extremely blonde one who was asian and the other...was..herself. Amara sighed as she nodded her head at the tiny little Asian one. 'How awkward is this place..' Amara smiled standing still awaiting other instructions but after a couple moments of silence. The blonde woman shrieked and jumped up and down, her breasts going up and down almost as if it was going to hit her face. "Oh my god, i cant believe I made it." She giggled softly and clapped her hands together as she walked in the mansion. The platinum blonde ran with her suitcase in hand and twirled around. Her tight pink skirt began to ride up her butt. "Oh isnt this going to be great?" This dunce looked at Amara with bright big blue eyes and smiled. The little Asian wore a tiny black shirt that came up above her navel on purpose. This made Amara cringe and pull hers down making sure hers wouldnt ride up. 'God i want to go home..'
"Oh yes...so much, I can feel it in my bones.." Amara said sarcastically dragging her suitcase along, while the blonde woman who had a clipboard, was addressing the girls Amara moved around the room while she was talking, picking up the fake fruit and looking at it. "Looks like the blonde and you could get along great.." Amara said to the fake apple as she placed it back down. Amara then again realized that everything she says was going to be aired. She looked up and stared at the camera, she blinked once and turned around away from the camera face palming herself. 'Oh..gosh..' Amara bit her bottom lip as she quietly listened to the woman talk. Her face looked familiar..It looked like the woman she catered for her wedding. 'Oh my god..is that Pepper..?' Amara began making these weird facial expression as she thought about who this woman worked for.
"Tony Stark LA getaway manor" the blonde spoke as she smiled while stating it. Amara's eyes widened and she shrieked hearing his name. She covered her mouth as the attention turned over to her she swallowed some air and placed her hands in front of her and smiled anxiously.."Sorry guys..you can continue.." Amara did not know this was for 'Tony..Stark..oh my god i cannot believe this great pain in the butt friend i have is trying to set m up with him.' Amara rested her hand on the glass table as she tried to regain her breathe from just figuring this out. No wonder all the girls were so excited. The black woman didnt seem to talk much. She more just stood there with a black dress that came to the middle of her thighs allowing her breasts to some what pop out, one of her fake eyelashes started to unhook itself from her real eyelash. Amara bit her lip as she heard Pepper that they have their own rooms.
"Yay.." Amara said softly as she turned around to face the table she was leaning on and grabbed the key, on the key her name was written in cursive. 'Amara Clarice Kale'. She gripped the key in the palm of her hand and began to walk down the hall way as her high heels made this loud click against the sleek floor. She left the other ladies behind as she was looking for her own room. Amara found it and opened her door and smiled looking at the queen sized bed with a teddy bear sitting on the sheet as it was propped up against the pillow. "Awwwe i cant believe she got this here.." Amara shut the door behind her and left her suitcase by the door. She jumped on the bed as she began to sink in the bed she cuddled herself up with this bear. It was something her mother got her when she was younger. Next to the bear was a note written by her best friend Jasmine..
Call me whenever you can. I know you must hate me but i promise this is for your own good. Have some fun while your there dont be the first one to get sent home. You can do this. Besides if you do make it through all the way this will be a great laugh. Besides...try not to act desperate for Tony's attention. Even though i bet your not really looking for it. Anyways John is coming home soon i have to go cook dinner. I love you Amara behave.'
Amara smiled placed the note on the night stand. She huffed quietly and sighed softly, she heard this whirring sound in her bed room. She sat up and looked up and at the corner of her room there was a camera recording her every move..' What..the..'
she thought and paid no attention to it. Let them watch she will be the most entertaining one..just watch. She closed her eyes and began to take a nap with the bear in her arms.
"Oh my god. I am Coco whats your name?" The blonde woman smiled holding out her hand to the black woman.
"I am Shanice Clarence. " The woman said smiling back shaking her hand.
"So...Shanice want to go for a swim in the hot tub?" The blonde began to pull up her hair into a messy bun and started to take off her clothes in the middle of the dining room. She smiled as she was wearing this glittered pink bikini top which only seemed to cover her nipples. She than pulled down her skirt, she seemed to have a hard time with that since well, she had a huge butt. Coco was wearing this thong like bikini bottom that had a glitter play boy bunny on the front. She began to take off her stripper heels and run across the room screaming at the top of her lungs. Coco wasnt that bad looking aside for her huge lips, wide butt and humongous boobs.Coco had a skinny waist which made her look more like an hourglass than anything else. Coco hopped into the hot tub to relax.
"You..go on then girl.." Shanice said encouraging this wild woman. Shanice kicked off her black sandals and carried them in her hand. She began to walk to her room after picking up the key.
(2 hours later)
Amara woke up, groggy. She sat up as her brown curled hair was becoming frizzy from laying on it.."Dont forget your shirt...your only a one night stand.." She said with her eyes closed. She opened her eyes and realized she wasnt in her room anymore. She was in a mansion.."Oh crap.." She said and looked up at the camera.."I have to be more careful on what I say around her.." She rubbed the top of her head and looked at the clock on the wall. It read 4:55 " Oh crap oh crap oh crap." She hopped off from the bed and stripped herself from her white tank top, she wiped the drool from the corner of her mouth. She ran to her suitcase and pulled it open as she rummaged to find the shirt she was going to wear. She began to freak out.. This wasnt what she packed at all.. This wasnt even..her..suit.."What the..heck.." Her voice trailed off as she found a note.
'I saw what you picked out i bought you new clothes. Love you
"Oh my god i dont have time for this.." She grabbed the first thing she saw and pulled it over her body and pulled down her shorts seeing that the thing she pulled over her head was a strapless black dress. She ran to the mirror and looked at herself in the mirror her crystal blue eyes reflecting her image. She sighed softly as she flattened her curly brown hair and pulled down her dress slightly allowing it to come down about four inches above her knee. She slipped on her black pumps and ran out the bedroom. As she ran down the hall way she saw all the other girls sitting down chatting. She was the only one late, she stopped running and flung her brown hair over one shoulder and began to walk naturally to the elongated glass table seeing there was only one seat left which was in front of Tony. Amara saw the seat and bit her bottom lip whispering to herself.."Oh crap.." She sat down and began to look at the table as Pepper her husband and tony sat in front of the girls.