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I turn on my iPod and pick some Late Night Savior. Their song "Hellfire" is impressive. It takes me about 20 minutes to get there. I park and make my way into the building.
Hello, sir; I am Ai Jiang. How may I help you?
Damn, she is hot; I am going to at least get her number by the time I get done with everything here.
Yes, I am here to pick up my keys and the paperwork for a home that I paid for.
He looks handsome and knows how to dress—better than my EX-boyfriend Chao Zhou. I can tell by the look in his eyes that he finds me attractive. If he can buy a house here, he has his life together. Let's see how he plays this out.
Come into my office; what is your name, sir?
My name is Timothy Rockefeller.
Give me a moment to pull up the name. Here it is; you have paid in full. Let me get the keys and paperwork.
She leaves as she is walking; I look over my shoulder to check out her ass, I see her looking over, and she smiles. Oh, it's on.
W.A.S. pulls up her info.
Ai Jiang (first name, last name) (she is full-blood Chinese, has black hair and blue eyes, went to school in America, and stayed because there wasn't any point in returning to China).
Charm meter: 15
Age: 25
Breast size: C cup
Hips size: High-medium wide
Number of partners: 0
Number of children with host: 0
Status: upset her ex-Chinese boyfriend cheated on her when she was the one taking care of him; feels like Chinese men don't know how to love a woman.
Loves: Loves a man who knows how to treat a woman right, A man who can sway her with words, a man who knows how to take care of himself and has built a life for himself. A man is ambitious in life, be it in work or love. And a man who is honest with her. Like slow, passionate sex.
Feelings for the host: She thinks he is Handsome, well-dressed, has his life together, and is well off financially. She can tell he wants her, but she will wait to see how he plays it.
Don't mind me helping myself to you, Ai. After all, it's your Ex's fault for letting go of you. You're not getting away now that you have come into my life. She comes back in with the keys and paperwork to sign. I sign the paperwork; she gives me the keys.
It was a pleasure to do business with you, Mr. Rockefeller.
Why isn't he making a move? Is he scared? Why are men all like this not bold? They have no drive or thirst to go after what they want.
She looks a little unhappy, so I chime in with her.
I haven't seen the house in person yet. Would you mind showing me? It would help me, Mrs. Jiang.
She is shocked for a second, then smiles a sly smile.
It would be a pleasure to help you, Mr. Rockefeller, right this way. Would you like to take my car?
She walks with a sway of the hips; she looks over her shoulder and sees me looking.
He has more balls than my Ex. I will give him my number before he leaves. That's if he has the guts to ask. He is already way better than my Ex just on looks alone, and if he can buy a house here, he is light years ahead of Chao, and I don't care if my mother and father are upset that it's a white man. They are back in China, and it's not like they can stop me. If he has the drive, I don't even care if I have to share him with other women. Women will chase a great man.
We can take your car; I don't know the area. You should show me around.
I grab her hand, and we walk towards the parking lot; she is shocked I grabbed her hand. But she doesn't pull away but walks next to me. Little does she know that my soothing hand makes her not feel the urge to pull away. If I didn't have it, I couldn't hold her hand.
I underestimated him. He has more balls than any other man I know. I like it; he wants me, and I know he will make a move. I don't mind going on a date with him. God, now I am hot and bothered. I have never felt this way with a man. My Ex was young love, but it died out when he stopped trying to make something of himself.
She walks with a smile, and we get to her car. We get in, and I still hold her hand while heading there.
Ai Jiang charm meter: 35
I smile at the number.
What are you smiling about Mr. Rockefeller?
I am smiling because I am getting to enjoy this evening with a gorgeous lady, Mrs. Jiang.
She blushes and laughs a little.
Flattery won't get you anywhere, Mr. Rockefeller, and you can call me Ai.
You can call me Timothy, and if that doesn't get me anywhere, it got me to call you by your first name. I say it was worth it.
*wink*
Oh god, he is good; this man knows what he wants and will get it. Fuck, my pussy is getting wet.
If I didn't know any better, I would think you were hitting on me, Timothy.
We pulled into the driveway when she said that.
And what if I am Ai, you're a woman I would want. Is it wrong for a man to chase you?
Oh, how bold of you, Timothy, for saying it. Being honest with what you want, not the pussy footing a round that happens back home. A man that's up front that's it, I am going to make you, my man. Even if I have to share because I doubt, I am the only woman in his life right now. He has that aura of a guy that gets laid.
There is nothing wrong with it, after all I kind of like it.
She said while exiting the car, walking to the front door, swaying her hips, looking over her shoulder, and winking at me. She knows how to work it; I walk to the front door. And before we get in, my phone rings. It's my daughter Amanda.
Can you give me a second one? One of my daughters is calling me.
She raises an eyebrow.
Go ahead; your wife and daughters must be worried.
She says with a hint of sarcasm. I don't let it bother me.
My wife passed away 13 years ago. I am going over there to talk.
I could tell she was slightly worried after my comment, but this helps me. A little sympathy can go a long way.
Why did I say that? If he isn't wearing a ring, he could be divorced. He wouldn't have been hitting on me if he was happily married. I have to think of a way not to lose this man.
When I get a bit away, I try to make myself look sad and answer my phone.
Yes, Amanda. What's up?
What's this? I heard about a date with Mrs. Williams tomorrow. Samantha called me to say that she is pregnant, as is Mrs. Miura, and that we are moving to a bigger house.
Is that all she told you?
Is there more?
I know all your friends love me, Amanda, and I know you have talked about my cock with them.
*cough* *cough*
How do you know?
Call Samantha and ask her to discuss everything yesterday evening and the system.
What system?
I am pretty busy right now, Amanda; Samantha knows everything. Can you call Samantha, please, dear?
Okay, but I want a child too.
*Hang up*
Sigh, well, that was better than I thought it would be. I turn around and walk back to Ai. When I get to her, she bows.
I am sorry for my harsh remarks. I shouldn't have said that.
It's okay. You didn't know, and it's been a long time. I would have been upset if I didn't know any better. Shall we go in? I can't wait to see the house. I've seen pictures of it, but it's better to see it in person.
I walk up to her and put my hand around her waist. She is startled by it and gives a seducing smile. Her eyes tell me that she now wants me. I look at the charm meter: 40. Now I know what I am doing in this house today.
We enter the house, and I look over my shoulder, smiling a sly smile.