A Model Life *Need a Player, PM if interested*

[mytasteislikecandy]

A Model Life *Now Closed*

Looking for one player to be my newfound "friend" I like slow starts, a character and plot build up; none of this "I met her at the bar then my cock was in her mouth" bs. And this is a "SWEET" thread, about romance and falling in love, not just fucking. So, if interested, PM me before responding!! Thank you....

Thank you for all the responses, but I've chosen my friend Scuttle Buttin' for this thread. Enjoy!

Kelsey Haynes, 26
5'8, 130 lbs, long blonde hair, hazel eyes, full lips
Perfect willowy body, long legs, full C breasts

A model since she was 11, Kelsey is growing tired of the life. But she can't seem to break free; the money is too good. Not to mention the lifestyle. She's famous, boys and men, and some women, lust after her every day. Yet something is missing. She can't go anywhere without her bodyguards, her best friends have either disappeared or become gold diggers...hell even her family only wants her cash and her fame. She feels all alone in the world, but nobody understands why or how. How can someone with her "perfect" life want it to change? Soon, she decides to take a break. To go somewhere nobody knows her name, hopefully. She picks a small town in Colorado, so she can ski and go to the local mom and pop grocery store without being chased for an autograph. Surely, the people in this town have never picked up a Cosmopolitan or Glamour magazine. They won't know her....and hopefully, here, she can find a friend-maybe even a lover who will love her for who she is, not what she can provide.

 

[mytasteislikecandy]

Kelsey:

My manager was furious, glaring at me from across his desk.

"What do you mean you can't do the Sports Illustrated Swimsuit edition?! Are you out of your mind Kelsey? You've been waiting for this offer for 2 years now, you've finally made it!" he practically shouted at me.

But I didn't waver. "Look, Ken. I'm worn out, exhausted, burnt out. I can't do this anymore. I need a break. And I'm taking one. So you'll just have to give that spot to Nikki. You know she wants it; I don't." I swallowed hard, knowing that I might be fucking up my career beyond belief, but it had to be done. I wasn't happy; in fact I was completely miserable. People didn't understand that. Since I was gorgeous, and rich, and famous, the public and my family thought that I had no reason to be sad. But I was. I didn't know anymore who wanted to be Kelsey Haynes' friend for real, or just for the glitz and glamour it could provide. So I'd decided to step back for a minute. Take some time to myself...alone.

I stood up, smoothing down my black pantsuit and sticking out my hand for Ken to shake. "I'm going Ken. I'll call you when I get there."

He just glared at me. "Where are you going Kelsey?" he said, ignoring my hand.

"Ken, I'm not telling. I don't want anyone knowing. This is going to be MY time. Nobody elses. I'll call you." With that, I turned and strode out of the office.

Leaving the building, I climbed into my rented SUV which was already packed with my things. I had a cabin rented in this sleepy town in upstate Colorado; nobody knew about it. Flipping on the stereo, I began the 4 hour drive to my vacation spot.

~*~*~*~*~*~*

I pulled into the little grocery store at the base of the mountain where my cabin was. I needed a few provisions to keep me alive. Opening the door to the mom and pop style store, I smiled to myself. The snow, the bright blue sky, the sharp cold wind had me feeling more alive than I had in a long time. The drive up had been peaceful, allowing me to think about my life and the people in it. I needed a change; to myself and the people I allowed to get close to me. I would have to grow stronger, demand that they realize I wasn't an ATM or a free ticket to the black tie affair they all wanted to attend. I was Kelsey Haynes, their friend. Not their free ride.

I pushed my sunglasses on top of my windblown blonde hair and starting gathering things to keep me alive the first couple of days. The first 2 I would be reading, alone, in my cabin. No other people. Then, after I'd relaxed, I'd make my way into the town, get some skiing in, make some friends.

Taking a loaf of bread, some lean ham, a package of cheese and mayo, chips, juices, eggs, bacon and a few other necessities to the counter, I smiled at the man standing there, counting some cash.

"Hello!" I said brightly, taking out my wallet, and smiling at him.