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Preview from chapter one
Introduction.
Its a bloody hot July afternoon, and I have the place to myself. Four A levels in the bag and college ambassador job is over. Parents safely dispatched to Malaga on holiday for a fortnight. I should be in the mood to party, but that damn psychometric test I did for a coding job still playing on my mind. Cheeky twats report I’m risk averse, overly competitive, making a poor team member. I suppose being a creative person is good, but moi, a precautious prima donna that is driven to “one up manship”? FFS. That is nuts! What gives them the right to judge me so?
Mia Watson wasn’t happy. She went to the fridge and grabbed a premixed can of white rum and coke and gulped it down. The Sainsbury’s cheese and bean pasty looked like a good idea as she had not eaten any breakfast. After some pacing about, she seemed irritated at the roofers taking advantage of the good weather to do replace next door’s kitchen roof. The roofers’ radio broke her train of thought.
Mia grabbed the can on the work top and strode off to her bedroom. The Venetian blinds in her room closed with a metallic zing. She had been able to see the tattooed bare arms and torso of one of the roofers. That seemed to make the indignant report comments wane for a nano second. A gulp of the can later, she smirked as she stripped naked in front of her full length mirror. Her clothes lay on the floor as she rummaged through her drawers for a micro string bikini she had chosen to keep from her mother’s likely disapproval. She was an adult and clearly able to choose her own clothing, but sometimes, it was just easier not to have the debate with her over curious mother. The bikini was a shiny electric blue colour, made of thin latex with an almost metallic hue.
Before pulling it on, she carefully spread her tight buttocks and groin in front of the mirror, to ensure last week’s Brazilian wax looked good in the full length mirror. The string back bisected her tight, coffee butt cheeks like a cleft peach. The latex felt like a second skin and made her smile when she moved. Mia smiled, she knew she had a killer figure. Those gym visits had paid off.
She stood 5ft 8 inches bare foot, had a slender size 8 frame with a big mop of afro black hair. Her brown eyes twinkled as she eased her 36c boobs behind the tiny strap n triangle bra. The latex was thin and her nipples were fuller than usual at the thought of the muscular roofer she had espied.