My First Bodyguard

David Harris was finally free. All his life, he'd been shadowed by his mother's agents. They followed him at a distance when he hung out with his friends, waited for him when he stepped out of school, and chaparoned him on dates. They tried to be as discrete as possible, but the mere knowlege they were there was enough to unnerve David. But finally, he was free. He'd just been accepted into Columbia University, where he could finally have 4 years to just goof off and do all the things his mother would have cringed about, if she ever found out. And dear old mom had unwittingly played right into his hands. No dorms for her little boy: it was a penthouse in Lower Manhattan for him, with a shiny, new sports car from graduation to get around in. Already, he could see himself cruising around New York, impressing the ladies, throwing parties, and bull-shitting his way to a business management degree. Perhaps he could weedle use of the private jet from his mother, and take his friends and girlfriends on expensive weekend trips. Yet whatever he did, one thing was for certain: no more shadows. He was on his own at last.

Such was his attitude as he pulled his car up the driveway to the steps of the mansion where he'd grown up in. He left his car outside - the chauffer could take it to the garage later. As he headed up the steps to the main entrance, he noticed another car pulling through the gate and rolling up the drive. He shrugged it off. His mother's underlings were always coming and going: company executives, lawyers, her lobby representatives, even Congressmen. He really didn't pay much attention. He could worry about managing his mother's - and grandfather's - business empire later. Much later. He was only 18, and he was determined to enjoy the best years of his life.

Saasha had just gotten herself a new job for another person to be a body guard. She worked at a very high rank. when she arrived to the house with her bags, They told her she would be moving somehwere close to the person she was suppose to be watching. Since Sasha looked very young even though she wa sonly 28, it never dawned on her that she would have to go back to college to be a body guard for a boy that was babysat all his life.

Seeing the house she got through the gate and saw the boy go inside, she didn't know him but he seemed to live here so she just went to park bext to his. Sasha got out and she was wearing, a top that showed her stomach, shorts, and combate boots, She put on her leather jacket and pulled her hair over it. When she shut her car she locked it and went to the door of the mansion after seeing the boy go inside, of course he must be the son. After Sasha saw him go inside, she knocke don the door awaiting an answer, and hoped that she was fine for them to accept as their son's body guard.

One of the butlers let David in.

"Did you have a good ride, sir?" he asked.

"Pleasant enough - " David was interrupted by a knock on the door. He stepped aside to let the butler do his job. The door swung open to reveal a very beautiful woman in revealing, tight-fitting clothes and combat boots. David was sure even the butler was just as impressed as he was.

"Uh - you must be Mrs. Harris' 2 o'clock appointment, then," the butler finally spat out. "Your name would be?"

David didn't know what is mother would want with a shapely woman such as this. This woman looked like the leading role of an action movie - she should be running through a jungle with an Uzi in each hand, shooting terrorist guerrillas left and right. Most women his mom dealt with were prim and proper businesswomen in suits. He leaned against the doorframe and watched casually. All his attention was on this woman.

Sasha looked at the butler then the boy that stared t her. When he asked for her name she walked in speaking still. "My name is Sasha Hathaway I am here to be a bodguard Mrs. Harris wants a conversation to full explain my job here" she said. When she finished talkin she looked around. If Sasha was staying here she would have to bug the place completely she needs to keep eyes and ears on every single inch of htis place.