Protection and Pleasure /\ Zigs and Cho

[Chokuro]

School was so boring sometimes. The dark haired female sat in her class, staring boredly at the board in front of her. Her left hand resting in her palm, elbow on her desk while she watched the teacher scroll down this and that upon the green board. She was so very bored right now. The class was physics, and she did not see why she had to take it. She was an English major. Sure, she was in college and she should learn to just suck it up since the class would go to getting her degree, but it did not mean she had to enjoy the time spent in this class. At least it was not too boring. Though, when se would leave, things were bound to get worse.

Anita VanTrusk was the heir to the VanTrusk fortune and all the things her father does. What? She has no idea. Some big business corporation or something. The man was paranoid of everyone around her. Teachers, students, friends, dogs. Everyone apparently was a threat, and so, ever since she was out on her own for school, she had had a body guard. Sadly though, when she was ten, the guard who normally protected her had been killed in place of her, which got her father more paranoid than ever, but she eventually got a single one. Since she was ten, she had the same body guard, up until today. She liked him. He was nice, younger than the other ones, and she never had a problem with him. A few times when there were cute boys around, but that was about it. Anything else, she could beat him away for because he would eventually listen to her.

With the clock striking 11:30, class was ended. Standing up from her desk, she swung her backpack over her shoulder and began to make way to the door. Her short locks bobbed against the back of her neck, blue eyes keeping to what was in front of her. A simple purple denim skirt hugged her hips, showing off her long, nicely tanned legs, while a white tank top was on her torso, with a simple purple zip-up hoodie over that. She soon poked her head outside of the room, glancing around to see where her shadow was.

 

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Risking his own life to protect another? Some may think that line of work to be dumb, some may think that he just wished to die and others might think that he was simply being heroic. Let it be known that he was none of these things. Just because his line of work involved protecting others, it was a cold truth to him that he would not venture out to protect any other soul besides his charge, unless she told him to of course. And even then he would be sure to keep at least one eye on her at all times. When he had first been assigned to Anita she didnt take to him very well. She had just gone through the tragedy of seeing her previous bodyguard die protecting her. It took a while for him to warm up to her but he likes to think that eventually their relationship improved. Ever since then he has watched her grow from a cute 10 year old girl to a curvacious and beautiful young women. Not once had he ever let her venture too far from his sight or ever left her for even a day. Protecting Anita was the only thing that mattered to him while she was under his protection.

Blaine had been taught everything he knew from his grandfather. His grandfather had been an amazing bodyguard for some of the most famous and wealthiest people in the world. Not once had he ever lost his charge. That is what Blaine aspired to be like some day. Blaine had always been a little bit different from the rest of the bodyguards he had come in contact with. Most were serious and never changed expressions, always on alert 24/7. They wore expensive suites and didnt talk much. Blaine on the otherhand enjoyed to have fun and he found the expensive suites to be stuffy and a little too restricting of his movements, but thats not to say he didnt look damn good in one. No, he was more of a casual dressed guy. Today for example, he wore a pair of white pin stripped shorts a form fitting orange t-shirt and a pair of blue patched converse shoes. As much fun as he enjoyed to have and as unprofessional as he looked Blaine was still one of the best out there despite only being 26. Blaine hadnt wasted his time with regular schooling like other kinds, he had begun training since he was a small boy around the age of 11. People had wondered if he would be alright being assigned a charge at such a young age. The higher ups feared that he wouldnt be able to protect her. Well he was determined to show them all what he was capable of. He had been with Anita for some time now and had gotten to know her pretty well. She was a very good looking young lady with a gorgeous figure. He would be lying if he said he had never thought about getting with her but that went against his rules.

Blaine was currently waiting out in the hallway outside Anita's class. Leaning against the wall next to her classroom door he was sitting on the floor resting his arms on his knees. Staring across from him he stared outside and watched the happenings that it held. Most teachers never let Blaine enter the classroom with Anita, as much as he had persisted in trying to get in. They believe that he would be a distraction to the class and would take away from their learning. Not to mention the students would no doubt want to ask him questions about his consealed weapons hidden on his person and things of the sort. It's not like in the years of serving Anita he hadnt gotten asked questions like that though, thats partially why all the teachers alerady knew about Blaine. Hearing the door open to his left he looked up at the face looking out and smiled hopping to his feet, but not before unconsciously glancing at her long tan legs and short skirt.. "Hey, class done already? How did it go? I know how much you just LOVE physics class." He said sarcastically.

 

[Chokuro]

Anita spotted the man, shaking her head. Orange shirt, really? It still shocked her that he wore that to be her guard. She liked that he was informal in his attire and not as boring as her other guards have been, but orange? Didnâ??t that just scream â??look at meâ?? She sighed softly. Blaine was lucky she liked him. At first she had completely and utterly hated him. Edward was her best guard before. He was only forty something when he had wound up dying because of her, and she loved him. He was a sweet older gentleman with a little bouncing baby girl at home and he always had that fatherly glow to him. He had been the father she rarely got to see. Then some eighteen year old came and took his position after she had lost her friend in general. Oh, it took the man three years to get her to just not hate him. She was a stubborn little girl too. Any time she would wind up smiling because of something he did, she instantly would pout and demand something of the man. She was a brat earlier in her years.

Now? At the age of eighteen, she could finally call that obnoxious man that followed her around a friend. While she knew there would never be a risk of anything else, she could still appreciate his physique and looks â?? also another reason why he was not allowed in class. That and she got annoyed when he was there. She did not like attention on her. She liked theater, but worked behind the scenes. She just could not properly stand with someone gawking at her. Sadly, her fatherâ??s work definitely was something to be inconspicuous about. Well, that and her mother being a model and all. People tended to try and get a picture of her frequently. Scarlet Fuzioâ??s daughter was something that everyone wanted to capture on film! She hated them all. Anyone with a camera who did not have a willing model deserved to be pushed off a cliff. Not that she could do that. Well, she could if she ordered Blaine to, but that was well beside the point. There was too much paper work if he did something like that, so it was better to just suck it up, not make eye contact, and let the man guarding her be sure she got to where she had to go easily. Luckily, the photographers did not follow her constantly. Only random bouts here and there, but she was safe from them, thank god.

Her baby blue eyes looked up at the man, a dark brow arched in question at his humor. She rolled her eyes a moment later. â??Oh, it was fabulous.â? She said, obviously sarcasm. She sighed heavily, glancing to the watch upon her wrist before she began to walk past him, stomach growling. â??The world of Physics is something I completely yearn to be in for the rest of my life. Knowing the common sense and why roller coasters donâ??t fall off their track is ... great.â? Anita looked around before stopping, her forefinger tapping upon her bottom lip as she thought to herself. Where did she want to go for lunch? Fast food or a restaurant. Fast food was easier with Blaine, since they could go sit outside... Oooh! Outside! Bouncing to life, she turned to the right and was walking down the halls, following her nose to the cafeteria area which was more like a Food Court than anything else. She turned to look at Blaine, her eyes looking over him before sighing. â??Why orange, seriously?â?

 

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Blaine had actually met Edward before. They didnt get to talk for long and at the time Blaine hadnt been very old so he had been a little shy. Blaine's grandfather, who taught him everything he knew, had met with Edward one day. The details of their conversation were too complicated and Blaine couldnt understand what they were talking about at the time. And it had been much too long now for him to remember what the conversation had been about. But from the little time that Edward had forced conversation from Blaine's lips he knew that he was a good man. It seemed impossible that such a warm person could have what it takes to defend a person to the death. That was something that most people never thought of. The way a bodyguard can change when their charge is faced with danger. The raw emotion that can errupt when a life is at stake. Blaine for example has almost what could best be described as an internal switch, that once pressed on his personality does a complete 180. His normal cheerful attitude will vanish and he won't hesitate to take a life if he has to or if Anita orders him to. He doesnt mention it much, but Blaine would literally do anything Anita told him to. He doesnt like to bring it up because he likes to keep his image intact.

Spinning on his heel he smiled and followed Anita as she walked away from him. "Well I'm glad you had a good time." He said with a laugh. Every now and then he noticed the wandering eyes of Anita's classmates staring at them, pointing at them and whispering things to their friends as they walked by. Blaine had trained himself to ignore these little distractions. He was unsure how it affected Anita but she had never mentioned anything to him besides the common, "step back" or "give me some space" when he would get too close or protective. When Anita stopped infront of him he stopped as well and waited patiently. No doubt she was thinking about something, so he would wait. Suddenly she seemed to brighten up and quickly began walking again. Following right behind her like always he continued to smile, finding her manerisms to be amusing. She then turned and eyed him over. He stopped and looked at her. "What is it?" He asked curiously.

"What? Whats wrong with orange? I like it..." He said as he looked down and held his shirt so he could see it better. His expression almost looked hurt as he pouted and continued to follow Anita to the cafeteria. He wasnt actually upset abot what she said he just enjoyed goofing around alot. Even though it looked as if they were just talking and having a normal conversation, Blaine's mind was unconsciously taking in everything around them. Constantly on the look out for anything that could be a threat to Anita. Things never got very serious though, it was a pretty laid back job in all honesty. It's not like life threatening things happend to her everyday. Thats not to say that nothings has ever happend though. There have been situations where Blaine had been forced to act in defense of Anita.

 

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She snorted. What was wrong with it? She sighed heavily, shaking her head. â??Nothing ... If youâ??re going on a construction site. â??She stuck her tongue out before she walked up to McDonalds, debating on what to get. She did enjoy having a body guard sometimes. If she did not want to go up and order something, she would just send Blaine off to do it for her. As long as she was within a reasonable distance, he never protested too much. Lucky for her. She would be the first to admit â?? she abused the man that was sent to look after her. Anita loved the fact that she could manipulate him to do what she wanted sometimes. While he could easily tell her no, he never did. When she was younger, she would always use the wobbling lip and puppy dog eyes, and now that she is older, she either demanded him [enter dominatrix mode] or be far cuter, if not a bit sexy. Hey, she had sexuality, why not use it? Blaine was actually the only person she was ever like that to. She had a boyfriend or two before. She was not a virgin, but she was not some slut either. She had sex with one guy about five times before he saw a chick with bigger boobs, less morals, and decided to give her a shot.

Looking over the menu, she shrugged, turning her eyes to the cashier behind the counter. â??A number eight with a coke and ... mm... Oreo McFlurry while youâ??re at it.â? She then glanced to Blaine, pointing a thumb in his direction. â??Add on whatever he wants too, he is paying after all.â? She grinned and then took the cup the cashier handed her, spinning it around her finger before she began to make her way to the soda fountain area. Filling up the cup with the ice and soda she wanted, she poked it with a straw then headed back to wait beside Blaine; only because she wanted to sit outside. The weather was so beautiful. How could she resist? She wanted to sun tan a bit, not that she really needed to â??sun batheâ? or anything. She was one of those that she looked at the sun and bam, tanned to a beautiful color. She had been working outside the last few days and swam for a bit, so that was why she was currently a nice golden color.

While she waited, her right foot began to lift in the air, toes tapping upon the ground in an impatient manner. She was so very annoyed with waiting. Groaning, she placed the drink in her hand on the tray, finally seeing their food being brought to them. â??Thank you.â? She said, taking the tray with her and beginning to walk toward the outside. She held the thing with one hand, pressing it against her toned torso while her free hand began to munch on the French fries. Anita kicked the door open that lead to the picnic tables, easily gliding through them and making her way to the table near the trees. Sitting the tray down, she sat as well, glad to be able to eat. She groaned lightly, stomach growling once more as she did so. â??Oooh ... Thank you for Mickey Deeâ??s.â? she said, taking another chomp on a french fry while she waited for her shadow to sit across from her.

 

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Frowning again he sighed. He was used to Anita giving him a hard time, but that was a part of her that he enjoyed too. And he never really got insulted by her words, they had been together for such a long time that words such as those could never really hurt his feelings. Smiling as she stuck her tongue out at him he followed her up to McDonalds. Standing behind her he waited for her to order. Letting his eyes wander he looked around and noticed that not many people were staring at them. That made him happy in all honesty. Sometimes he felt a little responsible when she got added attention because of him being their. Being who she was she already got enough attention without the help of a bodyguard following her around wherever she went. That was also partially the reason why he wore street clothes because if somebody didnt know who he was or who she was then they wouldnt expect him to be some sort of strong bodyguard. Sometimes it was also a nice surprise for unsuspecting trouble makers.

He smiled when she mentioned his name and he was about to say something when he heard her tell the cashier that he was paying. Immedietly he frowned and was about to say something but she walked away too fast. "What? Hey!" Watching her go he looked down and sighed. Looking back up he smiled at the cashier and nodded. "Yes, I'll have a number 4 with a water." Blaine remanied where he was as he waited for the food.

When Anita came back and waited with him he smiled as he watched her begin to get impatient. When their food finally did arrive he watched as she took the food and headed outside. Turning back to the cashier he smiled and took his change. Nodding his head at the man he thanked him and followed quickly behind Anita. Following her to a table out by the trees he sat down across from her and took his food from the tray. "Oh don't mention it." He said with a wave of his hand. "It was my pleasure." He said sarcastically as he ate some fries. "It's always my pleasure..." He mumbled under his breath as he took another bite. "Anyway... What else is on the agenda for today, my lady?" With her being held in high stature and as rich as she was. Blaine sometimes enjoyed calling her titles of royalty just to tease her and make her mad. His personal favorite was princess.

 

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She had just been munching on a french fry when he commented about always being a pleasure. Her eyes rolled, tossing a fry at him and she then took another bite of the fries. She was going to have to beat him up one of these days. Sure, the fight would not be fair. There was no way she could fairly beat him, but it was not like he would hit his charge, now would he? She quite liked that fact about him. He was fun to beat on every once in a while. Like when her ex had dumped her. She was just so frustrated and annoyed that she had everything bottled up, until he left her punch him a few times and just collapse. Anita had quite interesting times with her bodyguard. She was glad for him. He saw her in a vulnerable light that not many have ever seen before. When he was with her twenty-four-seven, that was inevitable, now wasnâ??t it? He was lucky that he was entertaining and nice enough to let her happily stick with him, and let him see those different sides of her.

The comment about â??My ladyâ? was not fun. Her eyes rolled and she threw another fry at him before opening up her chicken nuggets and beginning to dip them into the barbeque sauce she had. â??I figured I would go sky diving and then go streaking before the football game tonight.â? She stated dully, apparently just being sarcastic. After a moment or two, she decided to actually think about what she wanted to do. She could do some school work, since that was always a possibility. But it was Friday! She needed to have something fun to do. Perhaps a party. There was bound to be one going on. Or a movie. Drag her guard with her. She definitely saw that as a benefit. Whenever she wanted to go anywhere, she never looked pathetic because she did not have anyone to go with, she was soulbound to someone who had to go with her. There were quite a few things she liked about her bodyguard. Downside definitely was that he scared away males from even thinking of asking her out. Either since he looked scary in general, or possibly because they thought he was her boyfriend.

She popped the rest of the nugget into her mouth and shrugged. â??Thereâ??s a party going on.â?? She stated, smiling as she looked over at the guard, a soft little laugh to her lips. â??Or we can go see Star Trek.â? Yes, she was that much of a nerd. She loved the older series with the original Captain Kirk and she was happy for the new movie. That and the lead guy was cute. Who did not want to see a movie with a cute actor? She was a dork. Through. And. Through. She would be the first to ever admit her dorky ways. She was glad she could make Blaine go with her to see the movies... or anything else that he may not prefer. She eventually would get him to willingly do what she wanted.

 

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Smiling at her he didnt notice the stray fry until it hit him in the face and fell, adding itself to his own fries. Reaching down he picked it up and ate it. Blaine was used to her beating on him every once in a while. It's not like it really hurt him at all and he was happy to be of help. Not to mention if she told him to let her beat on him, then there was nothing he could do anyway. He recalled a day after her ex had dumped her. For the longest time she had been trying to hold it all in, to bottle it all up. No matter what he tried he couldnt get her to open up to him, not like he blamed her much for it. Finally when all other ideas had failed him he simply told her that she could hit him if she wanted. Standing still he took her hits and never once bothered to move or block them. He simply allowed her fists to connect with his body until she was satisfied and collapsed. Blaine was truely happy that he was able to spend so much time with her and see so many other sides of her that nobody else would ever get the chance to see.

Smiling at her again he was about to take a drink of his water when his previous comment caused another fry to fly at him. Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me. Catching the fry from mid-air he smiled smuggly and quickly plopped it in his mouth and took a large drink, only to gag a little bit by her next comment. It had caught him a little off guard. Loweing his drink he was pretty sure she was joking but he took a few seconds to study her face and make sure. With a sigh he relaxed in his chair. "Ugh... Don't do that..." He said talking about surprising him when he was drinking. It was a friday so no doubt that this little diva had some form of plans. Surely she knew of some sort of get together happening tonight. Blaine fairly enjoyed those as well. By having to follow her around everywhere he was almost always entertained by happenings around her. That was unless they were at home and she was studying or working on something. Those were most likely the most boring parts of his day.

"A party, huh?" He asked arching one eye brow. She was allowed to go to parties and Blaine had gone with her many times before. Yet, even after all the parties she went too, at the meer mention of a party his first thoughts were drunk boys looking to get an easy score. Immedietly his alarm was raised and while he wouldnt tell her about how he felt he made sure to keep an extra eye on her at all times, especially at the party. A low groan escaped his lips at her next idea. "Star Trek? Really, Anita you're such a dork." He teased her as he took a bite of his burger. The idea seemed sceptical to him at first but he knew that she could ultimately get him to go with her but that didnt mean he wouldnt put up a fight about it.

 

[Chokuro]

Boys were so weird. Yes, Blaine was included in that statement. He ate a French fry she threw at his head and did it without a care. The next one she threw and he caught, she could understand a bit more. There was just something about the food hitting his head that made the fry weird to think it was eaten. Anita found her bodyguard to be so odd sometimes. Interesting, sure, but still very much odd. She preferred that though. If he was like any other person, they would not get along. She would have tried to ditch him at every turn, be sure that he did not even know who she truly was, probably pulled a prank or two on him, and be far more defiant than he could ever realize. She was glad he was who he was. Slightly disappointed that he was her bodyguard, actually. He was very attractive and she could not deny when she began to hit puberty that she thought of him often and had some interesting day dreams pertaining to the man who watched over her. Their age gap back then was huge though. Twelve-year-old girl thinking about a twenty-year-old man? Definitely not something that seemed normal. Now, it was an eighteen year old girl constantly around a twenty six year old guy. Not too bad.

â??Donâ??t diss the Trek.â? She stated, narrowing her eyes at the other with a â??dirty lookâ?? if you will. â??There will be consequences and people who will beat your ass.â? She laughed lightly and shook her head, finishing off her food and she stretched her arms above her head, groaning at the crack of her back. There was still quite a while until the party started. There was quite a bit she could do. Torture her bodyguard and make him see a matinee with her at the theater, but then, it was such a beautiful day. That was the problem right now. The day was so beautiful and she did not really want to waste it away in a movie theater. She tapped her forefinger upon her bottom lip as she thought, looking over to the side at a couple fairly nearby. She stared at them after a while, seeing them making out and she sighed heavily. She never understood why someone would openly kiss their lover that passionately in public. Those types of things were reserved for the home, werenâ??t they? She never was a fan of being kissed in public. She barely let anyone kiss her on the lips, yet alone make out, while in public at least. That and it was awkward with the whole bodyguard thing. At least when she was home, she could make him stay outside of the room they were in. So annoying that he was even needed at home. Seriously, when was the last time he had a girlfriend?

Shaking her head from the thought, especially when she felt a pang of jealousy, she jumped up from the table, clapping her hands together as she turned to look back at Blaine, smiling as she did so. â??Weâ??re going shopping! Iâ??ll buy a new outfit ... or two ... for the party tonight, and you get to be my pack mule.â? She giggled happily, patting the top of his head before she took the tray, once he was done of course, and she then wiggled the contents into the garbage, shoving the tray atop the garbage container and she then turned to look at the other, smiling happily. She rummaged, pulling out her keys and spinning them around her forefinger while she made her way to the parking lot. Hopping over to her car, she happily moved into the driverâ??s seat of her little black corvette. Oh, the lovely 1968 model ... Completely her prized possession. While she was spoiled to have this car, she treated it in the best way possible. She had no speeding tickets. Never pulled over. Made sure the car was taken care of and oil changed et cetera. She would not risk losing this car â?? eveeer.

 

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Her words caused Blaine to laugh as well. "Oh forgive me, my princess. I did not mean to upset you." Leaning back he smiled smuggly and shook his head. "Oh? I'd like to see that. Not much has happened lately and it would give me a nice opportunity to practice." One of Blaine's flaws was that he was almost too confident in himself when combat was involved. Most of the time he had the skills to backup his words but it did get him into trouble from time to time. Blaine was an amazing marksmen and knew how to use almost any type of handgun or rifle. But obviously being on the school grounds guns werent allowed and also he didnt enjoy carrying one around with him when he stayed at the familys mansion. Overall he was able to use a gun but if the choice was his he prefered to stay away from them. He almost saw them as being unfair. Where Blaine really shone was hand to hand combat. Back when he was receiving training he would more often than not take on multiple opponents at once with nothing but his bare hands and come out victorious. His road had been long and harsh but he had overcome the obstacles and was now very happy with where he had ended up, protecting this young women.

Finishing his own food he remained seated while he followed Anita's gaze over to a couple nearby making out. Arching his eyebrow he looked at the two and then back at Anita. For a few moments he stared at her and then looked away. Not wanting to feel any wrong emotions towards Anita he had to be careful what he looked at and thought about when she was around. Seeing that couple kissing only got him thinking of a girl that he could treat that way and the only girl close enough to him to even consider that would be Anita. But it was wrong for him to feel such feelings towards his Charge. It was one of the oldest rules in the book and for a good reason. It complicated things. You werent allowed to have any feelings of love or anything of the sort towards who you protect. And yet, Blaine couldnt help but think about her. Some nights he would lay awake thinking about Anita and wonder what she looked like stripped of clothing. There was no doubt in his mind that she was a very attractive girl. Any guy would be lucky to have her. He would never admit it but it got him a little irritated when boys came up to hit on Anita. Usually he told her it was for her own safety but he actually enjoyed ridding her of other boys.

Shaking his head he looked up suddenly when Anita jumped up from the table and clapped her hands. "What? Shopping?" He looked up at her with one eye as she patted his head, treating him like an animal, but again he was used to it and it didnt bug him at all. Rising to his feet he allowed her to take his tray. "Oh joy. You're bodyguard has been reduced to a meer pack mule." He said rolling his eyes as he followed closely behind her. As they moved into the parking lot Blaine eyed the black corvet that she was currently unlocking and hopping into the front seat of. It never got old to see that amazing car, not to mention actually getting to ride in it. It wasnt half bad. "So only two this time? Are you sure thats all its gonna be?" He asked her as he climbed into the passangers seat. "You're parents told you no more spending sprees, you know."

 

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Anita easily started the car and maneuvered beautifully out of the parking lot. Listening idly to the man beside her talk about the spending sprees she went on. Her eyes rolled and she let out a heavy little sigh. She spent too much. She knew that. Her parents knew that. Her bodyguard certainly knew that. The true question is: Did she care? To an extent, yes. She knew her parents did not want her to get that spoiled rich girl attitude where she thinks she could buy anything. And they wanted to save up the money she could spend on some nice shoes to go to her college or something else. On the other hand, she loved clothes. Everything about them just made her heart pitter patter. She loved trying on different outfits. Seeing if a different style worked. And oh ... The shoes! Shoes were the best. She had a pair to match anything, well, almost. She was constantly buying new shoes because they needed to go with an outfit or they were too cute to pass up and she would get an outfit later, or the best of the best? Sales. She loved sales. Three pairs of shoes for the price of one? Hell. Yes.

â??Yeah, yeah.â? She said, batting a hand absently to the other. â??Weâ??ll hit the sales rack and that way, if I buy a few outfits, they wonâ??t mind.â? She turned, sticking her tongue out at the man while she moved down the road to her favorite mall. She pulled up into a parking spot with ease. Stopping everything and she grinned as she turned to look at her bodyguard. â??Letâ??s go!â? she said, apparently excited. Giggling, she hopped out of the car, bumping the door closed with her hip and then once he was out, locking the car then putting the key into her purse while happily clacking her way down the sidewalk. She knew her guard would easily catch up with her, she was so excited to go shopping. This mall was the best. There was not an enclosed space oh no. It was an â??open mallâ? type deal. All the store fronts were outside with of course the overhang thing to keep the entrances and path between stores shaded from the weather. She loved this place. So many different stores and as long as there were clothes or shoes, she would go into the store. No matter the type. She would not drag poor Blaine to Victoriaâ??s Secret or anything today. That would be mean. No. Just clothes. She had enough undergarments.

Pulling her bodyguard into the store, she walked over, through the many racks of clothes. Tossing items at Blaine to hold, moving to the sale rack and adding even more items for her bodyguard to hold. She loved having him with her. He was better than a boyfriend. Why? Because he could not protest being her pack mule. She chuckled at the thought and then soon began to drag him toward the dressing rooms, being stopped by the woman that was there. â??Maâ??am . . . Your boyfriend cannot go with you.â? She stated, already getting a point off with the â??maâ??amâ?? comment. Anita stopped, turning to look at the man behind her and then turning back to the woman before she laughed softly with a shake of her head. â??Then itâ??s a good thing heâ??s not my boyfriend, huh? Donâ??t assume, maâ??am.â? She retorted, taking a hold of Blaineâ??s hand and while he normally would be forced to stay outside and just wait for her to show him the items she liked, She completely dragged him into the room, closing the door with a bump of her hip.

Giggling happily, she turned back to the other, clapping her hands together while she took the clothes from him, hanging them up and she sighed contently. â??Lovely!â? She said excitedly as she hopped over and thumbed through the items, looking over what she wanted to try first before she shrugged. She pulled off her top nonchalantly, laying it out on the chair there before she wiggled out of the skirt upon her hips, laying it over her shirt. She then took the little black dress she had gotten, slipping into that. The garment hugged her form beautifully. Dipping between her cleavage, spaghetti straps holding it up, while the bottom of the dress went to the middle of her thighs, hugging her form all the while. She looked down at her form then looked back to the man, her hands to her hips while she moved from one side to the other. â??What do you think?â?​