Blue's Beauty by Bailey West

Author:Bailey West [West, Bailey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-12-04T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Roman

I was sitting in the barber chair at the studio getting groomed for my photo shoot. My hair was cut short enough where my waves were in full effect, and my closely cropped beard had grown out into a full beard. I didn’t think that I would keep it this long, but I’ve become accustomed to it. The barber was rubbing some beard oil in it after he’d cut it down a little lower on the side but kept the front long. This was my first time doing a photo shoot. Zanetta commanded the room, and I followed her lead.

I watched her steaming clothes and directing the placement of things in the room. She was very comfortable in this environment. She would stop what she was doing every so often to check on me.

“Pastor Roman, are you doing okay? Can I get you anything?”

“No, I’m good. Thank you.”

She would be off again arranging something else and ordering someone to do something.

The barber took notice of Zanetta and commented.

“This is my first time working with Ms. Belle, and I have to say I am impressed.”

“She is a force, isn’t she?” I agreed with his assessment.

“She’s bad as hell too. Excuse my language, but that’s the only way to describe her.”

My chest tightened at his remark, but he was correct. Zanetta had every man in the room’s attention, yet she seemed oblivious to it. Her clothes weren’t revealing at all. She had on a pair of loose fit jeans that were rolled at the bottom and a pink button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows. She wore the first couple of buttons open, but she had on a t-shirt under it. She had on brown boots and wore a pair of red suspenders. She had a scarf on her head that she tied into a bow in the front reminiscent of the way Lucille Ball wore it on an episode of I love Lucy. No matter what she wore, you could always see her hourglass figure and perfectly sized breast. Her body is what wet dreams are made of. I have firsthand knowledge of this.

“Pastor Roman, are you ready to get changed into your first look?”

“Yes, I am.” I got up and followed her to the changing rooms.

I turned to thank the barber and saw him watching Zanetta as she walked away, with his bottom lip pulled between his teeth. I can’t blame him. As long as he admires her from a distance, I will be fine.

“Thank you, Sam,” I said drawing his attention away from Zanetta’s behind.

He peeled his eyes away from Zanetta to respond, “You’re welcome Pastor.”

Zanetta pointed to the changing area, “Everything you need is hanging up in this room.”

I changed into the suit that she had chosen for me. It was a gray and black three-piece plaid patterned suit. All three pieces had the same plaid print. The shirt was white, and I had on black loafers with it. I knew the drill from Saint Louis.

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