chapter 1

Regan​ ​has​ ​always​ ​been​ ​a​ ​little​ ​too​ ​greedy​ ​for​ ​her own​ ​good.​ ​Even​ ​as​ ​a​ ​teen,​ ​she'd​ ​pig​ ​out​ ​on any sweets​ ​she​ ​could​ ​get​ ​her​ ​cherubic​ ​hands​ ​on, which​ ​helped​ ​develop​ ​her​ ​body​ ​at​ ​an​ ​early age; huge​ ​breasts,​ ​soft​ ​and​ ​pliable​ ​to​ ​the​ ​touch.​ ​Thighs​ ​that​ ​chafe​ ​when​ ​she​ ​walks,​ ​a​ ​cute​ ​little tummy​ ​that​ ​can​ ​handle​ ​much​ ​more​ ​packing​ ​than​ ​most​ ​young​ ​adults​ ​her​ ​age.​ ​She​ ​tried​ ​to​ ​hide her​ ​figure​ ​in​ ​high​ ​school,​ ​baggy​ ​sweaters,​ ​work​ ​out​ ​pants, the​ ​like-​ ​but​ ​had​ ​recently​ ​stopped​ ​due to​ ​her​ ​boyfriend's​ ​chiding,​ ​and​ ​now,​ ​like​ ​today,​ ​for​ ​example,​ ​she​ ​wore​ ​clothes​ ​that​ ​showed​ ​off
her​ ​curves.​ ​A​ ​low​ ​cut​ ​top,​ ​giving​ ​off​ ​a​ ​peak​ ​of​ ​her​ ​bra,​ ​and​ ​a​ ​black,​ ​thin​ ​pencil​ ​skirt.

Regan's​ ​greed​ ​was​ ​also​ ​fueled​ ​by​ ​an​ ​unhealthy​ ​measure​ ​of​ ​curiosity.​ ​It​ ​was​ ​mid​ ​june​ ​when
Regan​ ​was​ ​attending​ ​her​ ​interview​ ​at​ ​KIP​ ​corp,​ ​an​ ​eco​ ​cosmetics​ ​company​ ​that​ ​Kyle's​ ​mother
worked​ ​at​ ​as​ ​a​ ​secretary.​ ​She​ ​had​ ​never​ ​been​ ​very​ ​knowledgable​ ​in​ ​ways​ ​of​ ​makeup,​ ​and​ ​it
showed​ ​in​ ​the​ ​way​ ​she​ ​over-blushed​ ​her​ ​cheeks.​ ​Kyle's​ ​mother​ ​was​ ​currently​ ​driving​ ​her​ ​to​ ​the
main​ ​office​ ​building​ ​on​ ​her​ ​way​ ​to​ ​another​ ​branch.​When​ ​she​ ​was​ ​about​ ​to​ ​leave,​ ​Kyle's​ ​mother offered​ ​her​ ​a​ ​can​ ​of​ ​pop,​ ​which​ ​she​ ​downed without​ ​another​ ​thought.​ ​She​ ​didn't​ ​see​ ​the​ ​gleam
in​ ​the​ ​woman's​ ​eyes​ ​as​ ​she​ ​drove​ ​off.
As​ ​she​ ​made​ ​her​ ​way​ ​down​ ​a​ ​hallway​ ​on​ ​her​ ​way​ ​to​ ​the​ ​interview​ ​room,​ ​a​ ​door​ ​labled​ ​"testing
room"​ ​caught​ ​her​ ​eye.​ ​The​ ​door​ ​had​ ​a​ ​lock​ ​on​ ​it​ ​which​ ​only​ ​perked​ ​the​ ​girls​ ​attention​ ​more.​ ​She
looked​ ​down​ ​at​ ​her​ ​phone​ ​and,​ ​seeing​ ​that​ ​she​ ​still​ ​had​ ​15​ ​minutes​ ​until​ ​her​ ​interview​ ​starred,
decided​ ​to​ ​take​ ​a​ ​peak.​ ​Regan​ ​settles​ ​a​ ​pale​ ​pink​ ​hand​ ​on​ ​the​ ​door,​ ​and,​ ​when​ ​she​ ​wiggled​ ​the
handle​ ​to​ ​find​ ​that​ ​it​ ​wasn't​ ​locked,​ ​her​ ​fate​ ​was​ ​sealed.​ ​She​ ​went​ ​through​ ​the​ ​entrance,​ ​her​ ​5"2'
frame​ ​struggling​ ​to​ ​push,​ ​and​ ​was​ ​met​ ​with​ ​a​ ​cacophony​ ​of​ ​smell.​ ​Every​ ​inch​ ​of​ ​the​ ​room​ ​was
stocked​ ​with​ ​various​ ​hair​ ​products,​ ​body​ ​sprays,​ ​compacts​ ​and​ ​bullet​ ​tubes,​ ​different​ ​colours
and​ ​scents​ ​in​ ​each​ ​corner.​ ​A​ ​little​ ​green​ ​box​ ​is​ ​what​ ​her​ ​brown​ ​eyes​ ​chose​ ​to​ ​focus​ ​on.​ ​She
moved​ ​forward,​ ​and​ ​picked​ ​it​ ​up,​ ​whisking​ ​away​ ​a​ ​stray​ ​hair​ ​from​ ​her​ ​line​ ​of​ ​sight.​ ​The​ ​glossy
label​ ​read​ ​'Vanilla​ ​Mints'. Pink,​ ​plump​ ​lips​ ​were​ ​stroked​ ​with​ ​a​ ​velvet​ ​tongue​ ​as​ ​she​ ​twisted​ ​the​ ​tin​ ​open​ ​and​ ​popped​ ​a couple​ ​into​ ​her​ ​mouth.​ ​She​ ​put​ ​the​ ​tin​ ​in​ ​her​ ​bag,​ ​but,​ ​as​ ​she​ ​turned​ ​around,​ ​Regan​ ​realized​ ​she
was​ ​not​ ​alone.

"Uh,​ ​I'm​ ​sorry!​ ​I​ ​got​ ​lost​ ​coz,​ ​coz,​ ​I​ ​was​ ​tryna​ ​find​ ​the​ ​ladies​ ​room​ ​an-"

An​ ​older​ ​man​ ​with​ ​dapper​ ​attire​ ​stood​ ​in​ ​the​ ​doorway,​ ​and​ ​with​ ​a​ ​click​ ​of​ ​the​ ​device​ ​in​ ​his​ ​hand,
Regan​ ​was​ ​out​ ​before​ ​she​ ​hit​ ​the​ ​ground.