Chapter 5

The girl's place was a mansion. I went directly from the restaurant, still full from my meal and the dessert that Ornias bullied me into eating. I rang the bell and waited for a few moments. When it opened, a rather plump young woman in drab clothing answered.

"Can I help you?" she asked.

"I'm here to see Cassandra. My name is Bobby."

"Come with me," she said, and motioned for me to follow her.

This woman, who I assumed was an assistant or maid, led me to the second floor, and knocked on a door.

"What?" called a voice from inside.

"Bobby is here to see you, ma'am," my guide replied.

The door flung open. A blonde, reasonably attractive girl in her mid-twenties stood in front of us, clad only in a bikini. "Come on in," she said to me, then turned to the other woman. "Stay right there, Sara." Sara nodded and stood silently in the hallway.

I stepped into the room, she closed the door behind me. I glanced around the room. It was a mess, full of expensive furniture covered in junk and clothes. When I turned to face Cassandra, she stood defiantly with her hands on her hips. She was chewing gum relentlessly.

"So you can actually make me lose ten pounds, like, right now?" she asked. Her tone was almost a whine. I nodded. "Show me."

"I need to see payment first," I said.

She walked over to a table, and among the jumble of things on top of it, picked up a briefcase. She threw it onto the bed.

"May I?" I asked, pointing to the case. She nodded, still chewing gum. I pressed the latch and opened it. Fifty thousand in cash sat in the case.

"Now, can we do it? I need to look perfect for a party tomorrow. I can't be a fat heifer, like Sara. "

"Spit out your gum," I commanded. She spat it onto the table, making my stomach turn slightly. "Come here."

She stood before me and I leaned over, placing my lips on hers. The familiar electrical charge crossed between us, and I raised my head. She stepped back and looked down at her body.

"Oh wow! You really did it! Don't I look awesome?" she cried.

I honestly couldn't see the difference in her appearance, but I felt it on my own body. With the combination of her ten pounds and my large dinner, I had to undo the buttons of my vest.

"Hey Sara, come in here!" Cassandra yelled. I winced at the sound of her voice. The maid dutifully came in. "Look at me now!"

Sara smiled. "You look very nice, ma'am."

Cassandra laughed. "Are you jealous, ***?" she chortled. Then she looked at me. "You wouldn't believe how much this cow eats."

Sara looked down to the floor. My blood boiled, I could feel my face growing flush.

"Excuse me, but I should be going," I grumbled, and marched out of the bedroom.

"Go on, fatty, and see the man out."

Sara followed behind me. I stopped at the door and turned to face her.   

"No one deserves to be treated that way. You should tell her where to go!" I whispered.

Sara, practically in tears, shook her head. "I need this job. But thank you."

I lifted up her chin and looked into her eyes. She was actually quite pretty. I handed her a card. "Call me, I might be able to help you."