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“It’s not much, but I did put in the paperwork for a restraining order.” Tabitha glanced up to see everyone looking at her. “Maybe that can come in handy.”
“I didn’t know you did that.” Archie looked shocked.
“I had to do something. The cops won’t do anything being in his daddy’s pocket, but they couldn’t stop me from filing the paperwork somewhere else. It still works anywhere.”
“We’ll come up with something.” Archie assured her. “You got a delivery. I put it up in the room.”
“Thanks.” She smiled before standing and leaving the room.
It had been over a week since they arrived and she was beginning to go stir crazy. Most people would probably enjoy not working and think of it as a vacation. Her work wasn’t like that. Sure it could be stressful at times. It was mostly an escape, and that’s exactly what she needed right now.
She had her travel size ring light and some basic costume and makeup from the events around the latest premiere. She needed something extra. Tabitha was always careful when it came to being at other places and not wanting people to know where she was.
As soon as she was in the room with the door closed, she was tearing into the box. She got to work assembling the portable backdrop and extra lights and decor. Everything to turn a corner of this room into a different place. Once she was in position and blinded by the light, she was like a new person anyway.
Makeup was spread out on the desk that wasn’t used. She’d done up her eyes to be more dramatic than usual before carefully pinning her wig in place. It had to sit and fit just right or it would move during a dance, and that wasn’t good.
She carefully stepped over the cords and started to turn on all the lights. Everything had to be angled just right before she hit record. Then she was adjusting the settings of some of the lights, her camera, and her phone.
There was something about being alone and in front of the lights and camera. It energized Tabitha and made her feel like a new person. Throw on lashes and a wig, and she was a completely different person. Every look gave her this new personality to throw herself into.
For those few seconds a picture was being taken or a small video clip was being filmed; she could pretend she was someone else.
The perfect escape.
There was something extra sassy about this current character. She gave no shits and knew she had a rocking body. She believed in herself without the help of others. It was empowering.
This character demanded a different outfit than what Tabitha had planned. Something completely opposite of what she would normally wear. Part of the outfit reminded her of something she would wear back when she was in high school and going through an emo phase. The partially ripped fishnets with the short pleated skirt. A black strappy bralette topped with a sheer celestial crop top that was basically see through.
She stepped into her chunky boots that came halfway up her calves, then took a glance in the mirror before stepping back into her corner.
The lights hit.
The music started.
The character took over.
The remote hid in her hand as she posed and snapped photos. Once she was happy with the selection, she moved to create videos for various sounds.
This character was too easy. She was sensual and confident. She was so into herself that she didn’t hear the door open, then close.
It was until she was practically feeling herself that she realized she wasn’t alone. At first, it was like a show.
“Fuck, baby.” Archie’s voice growled from the dark side of the room.
Tabitha froze, forgetting she was in character. Her chest rose, and she hit the button in her hand to stop the recording. Would he leave?
“Keep going.”
She swallowed. The music was still going, but she stopped the recording. She couldn’t do anything with him watching. Or was he wanting to watch?
Her eyes closed as she let the music fill her up. She looked down and remembered how she was dressed and let the character take back over. Her eyes moved to the camera even though it was off now. The screen flipped up so she could see herself.
Her hips swayed and her hands moved up her body, caressing herself before teasing the air above her and moving back down. One of her hands moved to her inner thigh and slowly crept up to her center.
“Are you wet for me?” Archie all but moaned.
Her eyes closed as nodded. She didn’t need to feel herself to know this was turning her on. Her fingers rubbed against her wet panties and her other hand moved to her breast. Her head rolled to the side as she imagined it was his hands on her instead.
