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Katherine- Katy (means pure)
Bellini- (means Beautiful)
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~*PROLOGUE*~
"To The Fab Four!" Four incredibly beautiful women said in perfect unison as they clinked their wine glasses together.
The "Fab Four" as they had been coined back in high school had become friends in elementary school and had only seemed to grow closer as the years went by. They had achieved that moniker due to their looks, fashion, academic achievements and social standings among the rest of the student body which was a feat all on it's own considering the prestigious high school they had attended. But even so nearly ten years later, here they were still being viewed as the upper echelon of the "California Elite". They all shared fairly similar tastes and values in fashion, intelligence and financial success.
First there was Sandra Andrews. The peppy but headstrong blonde; She was the shortest of the bunch only standing at 5'2". She could easily be considered a "short stack" by most standards weighing 168 pounds, with a decently thick hourglass figure consisting of firm and healthy D cup breasts, a very shapely bubble butt, delectably thick thighs and a slightly padded midsection due to long hours parked on her butt at the office. She tried to find time to work out at her friend's gym because she carried a bit more weight than she would've liked, but her workouts were few and far between due to her severely demanding schedule. She knew that if things carried on this way for much longer, she would eventually gain the token office girl body complete with a big butt and a flabby spare tire. So to combat that problem, she lived by a strict diet plan that Alexandra had created for her and so far it seemed to be working.
She may have looked like your run of the mill bimbo, but beneath that attractive exterior rested lightning-fast wit with a fierce temperament ready to strike at a moment's notice. It suited her perfectly due to the fact that she was a top tier lawyer and she had been underestimated more times than she could count. She had a 96 percent conviction rate when it came to winning her cases as a prosecutor, whether it was by making a plea deal or only picking cases she was guaranteed to win. Her end game was to become a district attorney before she turned 30 and she seemed to get closer to achieving that dream every day. As a prosecutor she looked down upon anyone with a criminal record, regarding all of them as a terrible stain on the Earth regardless of their circumstances. While being a top prosecutor did certainly have it's benefits, it also came with it's shortcomings as well. Due to her extremely demanding goals and work schedule meant she didn't have time for much else.
Since graduating from college, she had had no serious relationships to speak of and while it would've bothered any normal person, she actually found that she was perfectly content being alone. In her eyes relationships were a huge waste of energy and time and she only had so much of each to spare. Her ideal relationship would be a friends with benefits kind of deal with no expectations and no long term plans just to keep anyone from getting hurt. But every time she had done something like that in the past, her guy friend would let his feelings take control and she would unceremoniously have to break things off. To keep things simple, most nights were spent at home typically in her jacuzzi tub surrounded in lit candles, pleasuring herself with one of her many battery operated boyfriends with an occasional single glass of red wine and smooth jazz to set the mood. She was perfectly okay with that as it was so much simpler and easier than having a needy boyfriend. The only time she really went out was when she was with her friends and even then she didn't typically drink all that much.
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Then there was Alexandra Jensen; The curly, fiery haired vixen with eyes as blue as the ocean, fair skin and a light dusting of freckles spread across her flawless alabaster skin. She was quite tall standing at 5'11 with a heavily athletic, incredibly flexible form only weighing 162 pounds, with exceedingly long, toned legs, a slightly noticable six pack, and a very slight amount of curves with barely there B cup breasts but a great amount of muscle tone. It was all due to her extremely strict diet which consisted of only natural foods, no carbs or dairy and absolutely no sugars. Her exercise and yoga regimen was also quite demanding, often times spending five or six hours at her flagship gym every day trying to further perfect her body. Her life outside of the gym was quite high energy as well, constantly being on the go either running errands or further promoting her chain of gyms.
Now here she was just a few short years later. She was a proud owner of the most successful and advanced gyms in the L.A. area that had gained alot of notoriety over the last handful of years. Her business had become so successful in fact that she had hired a board of executives to handle all of the paperwork and control the different branches of her beloved creation and now she had more money than she knew what to do with.
She had developed quite a following on social media and had even drawn attention from some of Hollywood's most prestigious clientele.
While she would never admit it, her love of staying fit was equally matched with a strong distaste for anyone even slightly out of shape and her hatred would only increase for people who were clinically obese or even chubby, always viewing them as being lazy, stupid and inferior with no self control.
Her sexual hunger and prowess matched, if not surpassed her beauty and natural athletic ability by being a commanding sexual tigress in the bedroom. She had studied and perfected the Kama Sutra, with her male suitors often times tiring out before she'd even break a sweat. She had even managed to steal the heart of a highly paid, muscle infused Hollywood stuntman who often doubled for Chris Hemsworth. They still lived in separate places but she had a feeling they'd be living together before long if things kept going as well as they had been.
It seemed as if life couldn't be any sweeter for the red head.
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Next was Elaine Delgado, a spanish beauty. She was of average height standing 5'6, weighing just 3 pounds shy of the dreaded 200 pound mark and was incredibly curvaceous/borderline plump due to a mixture of reasons. Her life revolved around her family, but primarily food. She was always taste testing new recipes and making sure her food was up to her high standards.
If any of the four friends had an issue sticking to a nutritious diet, Elaine was that person. She always had a weakness for carbs, deep fried foods and sweets, but tried to stay even somewhat fit by keeping up with a steady, although admittedly lax workout routine which mainly involved walking a mile, three times a week or using her Nintendo Switch to play the "Ring Fit Adventure" game. Most of her excess weight rested within her spacious derriere, thick thighs and padded stomach making her noticably bottom heavy although she was still gifted with supple but slightly saggy D cup breasts. Even though she had more meat on her bones than she preferred, she only weighed about thirty five pounds more than she had back in high school. She had a slightly rounded visage with beautiful brown doe eyes, nice full lips and felt that she only needed a slight dusting of makeup to accentuate her beauty. Her flowing dark chocolate brown mane nearly reached her well rounded derriere when left down, yet due to her demanding position as head chef and super mom when off of the clock, she often times left it tied up in a tight ponytail. She proudly displayed her hispanic heritage in the colorful yet expensive clothing she wore often times covering up much of her supple body due to how self conscious she was about her body and also her Catholic religion showing through. Her hispanic heritage showed through as she spoke with a bit of an accent. She was above average in intelligence but had the lowest I.Q. when compared to her friends.
Elaine's parents were quite well off owning and operating their own upper class chain of Mexican restaurants with the flagship restaurant overlooking the Pacific. She had learned the "culinary arts" at an early age thanks to her parents teaching her the tricks of the trade. Once she graduated from High School with a strong 3.67 GPA (physical education was always her weakest class), to further hone her skills, her parents sent her to The Cuilinary Institute Of America in New York and she had learned under some of the most gifted chefs in the world thanks to her connections which is where she had met her husband Fernando who was also a gifted chef and devout catholic. Her parents had one final surprise being that they offered her the head chef position at their primary restaurant which she swiftly accepted.
She was the only one of the group who was happily married with three kids and she wouldn't have traded it for the world. Her youngest daughter Sofia, who was a little over one, her son Mateo who was two and a half, and her oldest daughter Daniela who was very nearly four.
She had been raised as a devout Catholic and held many of the religious ideals close to her as teen and into her early twenties holding onto her virginity all the way until her wedding night. She secretly blamed most of it on her parents pounding Catholicism into her brain practically brainwashing her. Sometimes she found herself questioning why she still followed their strict religious views and it always amounted to two reasons. She figured that it was partially due to pressure from her husband and family. The second reason was she didn't want to cause a rift between her and her parents as she did love them dearly.
But with those straight laced ideals that had been imprinted on her brain, some other views began to formulate as she grew older.
She had always looked down upon women who had children out of wedlock as being absolute sluts with loose morals. She felt that they would most likely not amount to anything aside from aquiring possible child support and popping out even more uneducated kids back to back to start the cycle over again.
If she could change one thing in her life, it would be her sex life. Between hers and her husband's very demanding careers and raising three kids, (the youngest which had been a happy, but surprise pregnancy) she was almost always tired and often times selected to have fun with her battery operated boyfriend over having sex even though her husband was always wanting it. This often times led to arguments over not being intimate enough. The last time they had had sex before that was a month prior and before that she honestly couldn't remember.
A small part of her knew it was due to the fear that she could become pregnant again. She'd use birth control or condoms, but her parents, husband and the Catholic religion heavily frowned upon it. Fernando even wanted two more kids on top of the three they already had, but Elaine was done if she had any say in the matter.
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And last but certainly not least was Katherine Bellini. The name Katherine came from Greek origins meaning "Pure" while her last name Bellini was equally just as fitting meaning "Beautiful" and that name couldn't have fit her any better...
Katherine was the most beautiful, the most intelligent and also the most gifted of the group. She knew it and she wasn't afraid to use it to her every advantage. She stood at 5'9 and was incredibly athletic only weighing 134 pounds which meant she was quite a lithe beauty. She had small but very firm B cup breasts, a completely flat midriff and a gently curving derriere with lean thighs. She had deep chocolate brown waves that cascaded down towards the middle of her toned and slim back. She had wonderfully pouty lips and deep brown eyes that would be more fitting on Bambi or Betty Boop along with a small beauty mark that was perched upon the left side of her upper lip, giving her a bit of a natural Marilyn Monroe look which seemed to drive men wild. Many men had tried to woo the beautiful brunette since high school, but she had incredibly high standards and unbending control over her impulses choosing instead to focus on her studies.
Her beauty was equally matched if not surpassed by her incredible intelligence and hunger for learning and overachieving, having graduated as the valedictorian of their class with a 5.0 GPA. Any extracurricular activities were always met with hard, focused work and perfecting anything she set her mind to. She knew how to play the cello, violin and piano better than anyone she knew, was also quite an accomplished writer as well having been a top-level editor for her school's paper and her athletic capabilites were more than sufficient with any sport she'd take on. She had a few serious relationships throughout her academic career, but most of them usually ended because her significant other's aspirations were lower than her own. And she just simply couldn't respect someone who was less accomplished than herself. She wasn't only the most accomplished and most beautiful of her friends, but also the most vain and judgemental person of their group. She viewed stupidity and ignorance as a disease often tied to low income, lazy and overweight people and she treated them as such. Often times demeaning or completely ignoring them altogether.
With her unmatched intelligence, beauty and connections, she could've been anything, but she decided to pursue a career as a cardiothoracic surgeon. Now at 28 and only six months into her residency, she was already a highly regarded asset to the hospital with a very bright future ahead of her.
Which is where Trey Walker came in to play. She had met him when she first started her residency at UCLA Medical Center. He wasn't only handsome, standing at 6'2" and seemingly being made of nothing but muscle and money, but he was also incredibly intelligent and was also one of the most highly respected surgeons in the area at the age of 37 and he was every bit as superficial as his girlfriend although hid his judgements below his suave and seemingly caring exterior.
Trey Walker had been born into money due to his parents being some of the richest and most respected people in California. They had invested in stocks like Starbucks, Microsoft and Apple many years prior and it had paid off many times over. On top of being rich, Trey was a very handsome man that could give an (in their prime) George Clooney or Brad Pitt a run for their money. He didn't only have a prestigious position as a doctor, but in his free time he played the stock market, collected classic cars and sailed upon his 30 foot sailboat which was always docked at the nearby marina.
Sure they had a significant age gap, but it didn't seem to bother either one of them. They hit it off almost immediately and began dating within a few weeks regardless of suggested work etiquette. Katherine had a feeling that Trey was well off due to the way he carried himself and in the way he dressed, but it didn't matter to her. She was attracted to Trey not for his money, but for how much of a gentleman he was and for how sweet and caring he could be.
Trey himself was attracted to her in almost every way. In her intelligence, headstrong but sweet nature and her beauty all in that order. She was one of the most beautiful girls he had ever seen and was nearly perfect in his eyes. Nearly... There was no doubt that Trey was very nearly the perfect man. However, he harbored rather interesting tastes about his ideal woman that he had never told a single soul about. Some may call it a sick fantasy. His ideal woman was smart, beautiful and career driven which is exactly what he found in Katherine, but with one rather odd twist. He loved women who were incredibly smart, but didn't look the part in the slightest. A girl who looked like a trademark bimbo complete with trashy clothes, bleached blonde hair, swollen, kissably soft lips, obviously fake tits and a juicy ass perfect for grabbing and of course an insatiable libido that was neigh uncontrollable. He doubted he would ever tell her as it may just be too much for her to process...
They cared for each other and that was what mattered most.
A short time after they had become a couple, Trey introduced Katherine to his parents knowing full well that they'd approve of her.
Due to Katherine being a doctor herself, her family being well respected and rather wealthy, she had made a great first impression with Trey's parents. They had hinted multiple times that Trey should settle down just after meeting her the first time.
Even though they jumped into a relationship without really knowing eachother, Katherine had made it clear that she wanted to take things slow so she they waited a full month before going all the way. She still remembered the first time they had made love; She stifled her surprised expression when she had first laid eyes on Trey's naked toned form with a rather sizable and girthy member hanging between his thighs. She approached him and rested her hands upon his throbbing member.
"Let me take care of you tonight. You just kick back and relax." She purred.
Trey wanted to take control. He started to guide her down by her shoulders, signaling that he wanted her to give him head but Katherine put a stop to that immediately. She hated blowjobs as she had a terrible gag reflex and didn't much care for the taste of semen. She managed to swerve around the situation by aggressively pushing him onto the bed and hovering over him with her breasts in his face. He swiftly brought one of her erect nipples into his mouth, dancing circles around it with his tongue.
She shuddered as wave after wave of excitement washed over her.
She was finally ready...
"Do I need a condom?" Trey asked reflexively.
She gently smiled and shook her head side to side blushing a bit revealing a half used foil packet of pills from her small purse. "No... I started taking birth control after our first date."
"Hmm... smart girl." He quipped.
"You have no idea how smart, besides I hate the feeling of latex..."
She began straddling him, teasing the head of his dick with the outer lips of her tight slit as she kissed him generously.
She continued to tease him until he was groaning as if he was about to burst and began begging to fuck her. She reciprocated his pleas by slowly sliding down onto him. As he slid into her, she gasped out in pure ecstasy. This was by far the largest dick she had ever had inside her and the sensation was better than anything she could've possibly imagined. The sex was incredible even by Katherine's standards; the best she had ever had. Trey had obviously enjoyed it as well as he laid panting next to her. "You... are... amazing..." He gasped out.
Shortly after that she had moved into Trey's five thousand square foot mansion on the beach and he had spoiled her at every opportunity. He already had a two person maid service and a butler to take care of any of the cleaning and cooking that needed to be done. She still kept their sex to just once or twice a week because she knew it drove Trey crazy and she honestly loved the feeling of being in absolute control and it only seemed to amp up their sexual hunger for one another. Their sexual sessions were hot, heavy and swift, often mirroring that of the candle that burns twice as bright but burns only half as long, lasting only ten or fifteen minutes before they'd both collapse in the sexual afterglow.
As they neared their six month anniversary, Trey had surprised her with a diamond necklace and earrings but Trey had one more surprise up his sleeve... One that she'd have to wait another few months for. All he had told her was that they'd be going on a cruise and to "pack a bathing suit" but he didn't tell her where. Trey had booked a mystery getaway on a luxury cruise liner which seemed like a perfect place to propose. She could really see herself settling down and starting a family with this man.
Her interest in the medical field could be thanks to her mom who was viewed as one of the most talented neurosurgeons in the U.S and at a young age, Katherine had viewed her mom as a savior or even a superhero. Her father was just as successful, having started up his own investment company over forty years ago and now it was one of the largest corporations on the west coast having funded many businesses around the area.
Katherine's authentic italian heritage gave her beautiful caramel toned skin that so many people strived for by spending many hours on the beach or in a tanning salon. Her family was the richest and most connected of the bunch which only helped boast her status among her peers.
"The Fab Four's" strong bond had been put to the test during their long stint away at their own respective colleges thosands of miles apart from one another, but now all four of them had finished with those endeavors and had all ended back up with well-paying jobs in the heart of California.
They had decided that nomatter how crazy life could get that they would meet up at least once a week (typically every Saturday) and catch up on all of the weekly gossip over dinner and wine, then go shopping, go out to clubs, concerts, whatever their hearts desired and finish the night with a celebratory shot of their alcohol of choice.
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And today was one of those Saturdays...
They were currently attending their usual favorite high-class restaurant "Dante's" before kicking things off for the night.
Typically it would be a joyous occasion filled with the usual gossip, denigration of people beneath them and a fair amount of drinking. Tonight started out much the same way; each one of the four girls showing off their latest fashions and jewelry.
Each woman was enjoying their high dollar, low calorie meals with exorbitantly priced wines. As they sat around the table, each girl tried to one up the other with their newfound gossip of the week. It was Katherine's turn to lay the finishing blow.
"So have any of you seen Amber Johnston recently or heard what she's up to these days?" Katherine gushed.
"No what??" Alexandra asked.
"Yeah I always wondered what happened to her! She was always so nice!" Elaine replied.
Katherine grinned. At one time Amber had been a distant part of their social circle in high school but they all had lost contact with her shortly after graduation. And now Katherine knew why.
Katherine secretly never cared for the girl. She always felt that while Amber was indeed moderately attractive and relatively intelligent, had a feeling that the girl was destined to live a basic and ordinary life...
And oh how right she was...
Katherine's smirk grew. "Well I ran into her just a few days ago. I didn't know it was her at first due to her rather portly figure and the strong smell of marijuana radiating from her... I was about to start my afternoon jog at the park when I heard the girl call out my full name. The closer I got, the easier it was to see that the heavyset woman was indeed Amber Johnston!"
"No way..." Sandra commented.
Katherine nodded. "Yeah way! She filled me in on the basics, but then I asked if I could add her as a friend on Facebook, and of course the blimp accepted! If only she knew that I only did that to get access to her full profile!"
"Oh you are deviously brilliant. I love it!" Sandra smirked.
Katherine nodded. "I went onto her page and basically her whole disasterous life is on there!"
"Figures... Of course someone of her social standing would be seeking acceptance from her peers..." Elaine replied.
Katherine continued. "Turns out her parents had made some bad investments and fell on hard times so Amber was unable to attend M.I.T. They had to sell their house and move into a much smaller 2 bedroom apartment in L.A."
"Oh that's horrible! Amber must have been devastated!" Sandra responded.
"Yeah she was... So she decided to attend RISD which wouldn't cost nearly as much and she would be much closer to her boyfriend Matthew Porter who was already planning to attend Brown and she figured they could rent out a place together."
"Oh well... RISD is better than nothing..." Alexandra commented with a bit of a sour expression on her angular face.
Katherine's smirk grew. "Well I haven't even gotten to the best part yet!"
"Damn... it gets worse?!?" Elaine questioned.
Katherine nodded. "Things were working out fairly well at the start. Amber had gotten a job as a waitress at a local diner and they had gotten a small apartment just off of campus. But one broken condom later and she was knocked up. Matt was adamant about her either getting an abortion or giving it up for adoption but she'd hear none of it. I guess that's where things really started to go south for them. Between the added stress of school and work, upcoming birth of their baby, never ending bills and a less generous lover, Amber began to eat her feelings and by the time she had entered her third trimester she was seeing her weight breeze past the two hundred pound mark."
All of the girls had wide eyed looks as they became more intrigued by her story.
"Seven months into her pregnancy she had been sent home early from her shift at the diner due to nausea only to find her boyfriend fucking another girl in their bed... Needless to say their relationship was over and she moved back into her parent's house with her tail tucked between her legs. She has had a few dead-end relationships since then which has produced three illegitimate kids from three separare men and she has become an utter cow, living in Glendale now!"
"Eww! Glendale?!? No way!!" All the girls said in near perfect unison.
Katherine nodded. "Yeah! She looked incredibly tired and she has to be pushing close to three hundred pounds now. I even saw a few supersized McDonald's work shirts sitting on the dashboard of her car!"
"Holy shit really!?" Sandra questioned.
Katherine nodded her head. "Yeah... crazy to think she used to be almost as popular and attractive as us back in high school... Now she's just a waddling ball of lard wearing too tight yoga pants with "JUICY" stretched across her massive ass with visible panty lines."
The last sentence drew a decent amount of giggling from the group of girls.
"Yeah, I remember lending her an outfit or two back in the day. Now it sounds like her fat ass couldn't even fit a single dimpled thigh in the waistband of my jeans." Sandra giggled and gushed.
"Well we all knew it was only a matter of time before she blew up. I mean, you remember how big her ass was even when she was skinny and she had those wide birthing hips and those tits of hers. She was a ticking time bomb plain and simple." Alexandra stated matter-of-factly as she took a bite of her barely dressed salad.
Elaine giggled. "How anyone could let themselves go so much is beyond me. I mean I have three kids and I'm still nearly as thin as I was back in high school." She said absentmindedly snacking on a thin slice of bread that had been dipped in an excessive amount of the olive oil and herb mixture, bringing her free hand to subconsciously hide her midsection.
"Nearly???" Alexandra scoffed as she poked at her friend's pulpy tummy with a slim index finger.
Alexandra made sure to put extra emphasis on her own exposed washboard midriff to drive the point home.
"Hey... stop that!" Elaine said scolding her friend and pulling her blouse down to meet the hem of her stylish size fourteen blue jeans.
"What... Don't act all innocent! I've seen the excess pudge you have collected around your midsection and that's not even mentioning your thicker thighs. Better be careful or you could end up just like Amber..."
"Oh... C'mon I could easily lose this baby weight if I wanted to..." Elaine said not sounding too sure of herself.
"Well if you REALLY want to, you know you're always welcome at my gym. I could even be your personal trainer to help you shed that "baby weight" at no charge."
Elaine crumpled in on herself knowing Alexandra had claimed checkmate. Working out under the guidance of her fitness nazi friend sounded utterly terrible... Even if it was free...
"I dunno... I'm just so busy these days..." Elaine cringed knowing full well that Alexandra would see clear through her bullshit excuse.
Katherine gently laughed at her friend's banter, but her attention was immediately pulled away when a somewhat familiar face entered in through the front doors. She could recognize that vapid azure gaze, excessively plump lips and overly perfect nose anywhere.
"So... will we head for "The Ballroom" after this or maybe hit up the boardwalk?" The short and incredibly curvy blonde asked the group but mainly aimed the question towards their unsung leader.
"Katherine...?"
"Katherine...?" Sandra tried once again to get her friend's attention.
"I don't believe it..." Katherine said shaking her head.
"What?? What??!" The other girls said peering in the direction that Katherine was currently looking.
"Jessica Miller... I always wondered what happened to that bitch..."
All of the girls garnered a crazily shocked look upon their faces. Jessica Miller was a name that they dared not utter in Katherine's presence.
Jessica Miller was the token blonde bimbo back in high school. Her parents had spoiled her rotten buying her the latest and greatest outfits, high dollar cars and had even sprung for some plastic surgery to her nose and lips once she had turned eighteen. She was a 5'8" bombshell with natural DD breasts, a juicy jutting ass, slim abdomen and thick thighs that she truly loved to show off at every opportunity. She had even stolen Katherine's boyfriend during the summer break between their Sophomore and Junior year when Katherine had been away visiting different historical sites throughout the U.S. She even dug the knife in a bit deeper calling her Katy instead of Katherine no matter how many times she was corrected.
Throughout the rest of high school, Jessica found any opportunity to rub it in, parading Katherine's ex around, practically sticking her tongue down his throat or groping him out in the open for all to see. Then once she became bored with him, she unceremoniously and publically dumped him in front of Katherine when she found an even richer and more attractive mate.
The only reason Jessica had been accepted into the private school in the first place was because of her parents rather excessive donations to help build the new library and commons area. Rumors upon rumors had circled around Jessica about how much of a slut she was, sleeping with multiple guys on campus. The bigger rumor was that she was possibly even doing certain "favors" for the male staff around campus to improve upon her grades. It was becoming all the more apparent that the rumors were most likely true. Not only because she was without a doubt the most braindead student at their school, but she typically missed at least one day a week and when she was there, she rarely paid attention in class. The rumors were found to be one hundred percent true when word spread that Jessica had gotten pregnant from one of the male staff. She had even been dumb enough to share a photo of her positive pregnancy test on her social media... Shortly after the baby bomb was dropped, she had disappeared halfway through her senior year and Mr. Hathaway, the English teacher had resigned without so much as a word at roughly the same time.
That was the last time any of the four had ever seen Jessica.
Until now...
Katherine eyed her target of torment and were going to make a point to see that this repulsive girl from their past knew her place in the world regardless of who her parents were.
Katherine and her little group of friends cast a foul gaze from across the room; gazes similar to someone who had just spotted a cockroach and had every intention of squashing it.
It appeared as if time had not been kind to Jessica. She was downright fat, easily double her original weight but she dressed more provocatively than ever in a bubblegum pink mini dress. Her massive heaving tits were practically pouring out of her top and the bottom hem of her dress ended just below her fleshy ass cheeks. She had an obvious and overdone fake tan the color of deep caramel and overly bleached platinum blonde hair. She was seated across from a man who was easily twice as old as her who at that moment looked at his date and smiled warmly before going in for a passionate kiss. Jessica returned the favor by kicking one of her heels off, lifting a hefty leg up and massaging the older mans crotch beneath the table with one of her bare feet.
"Absolutely revolting! That man is old enough to be her dad! Either she is with him for his money, or she's a prostitute and a cheap looking one at that..." Elaine responded.
"I just don't understand how they could let someone like that into this establishment... Don't they have standards??" Sandra nearly gagged at the sight before them.
"And lets not forget the woman... Astoundingly overweight, dressed in appallingly revealing attire, completely uncouth in her movements and disposition... Does she have any respect for herself? Positively disgusting!!" Alexandra grimaced.
"C'mon girls... let's show that bitch Jessica that she isn't welcome here. It's finally time to get some revenge."
All four girls got up from their table at the same time and closely followed Katherine from behind, the four of them adding an extra sway to their hips for attitude.
As the four approached the table, they lined up side by side.
"Well... well... well... look who it is..." Katherine said resting her manicured hands on her slim hips.
Jessica pulled her attention away from her date and her vacant eyes met with Katherine's and scanned the rest of her crew with her bright blue eyes.
"Oh... well... like, hay Katy! Tooootally funny seeing you here!"
"I was about to say the same thing about you..." Sandra said begrudgingly from Katherine's right side.
"And like, look at this! You brought the whole gang with you. How cute! So you guys all stuck together even like, after all of this time?"
Katherine gritted her teeth. Even after all that Jessica had done to her back in high school, she acted as if everything was okay.
Katherine was incredibly angry. "We just wanted to come over here and tell you that your kind isn't welcome here!"
Jessica seemed unphased. Her uncaring smile remained. "And like, what do you mean by "my kind?"
Elaine decided to join in on the fun. "You're a fucking dirty slut who, and I assume I'm right, due to your less than cautious nature of keeping your fat thighs closed, have given birth to more children than you can count. Or maybe you're a hooker who turns tricks just to make ends meet? I mean, I imagine your parents are none too happy with who you've become."
Jessica just continued to hold her unwavering smile.
Alexandra was next as she stepped forward making sure to strike a pose that showed off her incredibly trim and chisled body. "And you have obviously eaten one too many meals. I mean look at you... You have absolutely no self control whatsoever!"
"Oh is that so??" Jessica responded retaining her sickening smile.
"I would bet my life on it..." Alexandra said with a sly grin.
Sandra decided to throw her hat in the ring. "And I imagine someone with your laughably low I.Q. has only one station in life. To be an utter strain on this country by using food stamps, cheating the system to get state assisted funds, shop lifting, driving drunk (if you're smart enough to have a license that is), constantly working a corner or laying on your back to make ends meet like you're doing with this walking, talking corpse. And for god sakes, you reek of cigarettes! Aren't smokers typically thin and unhealthy?"
Jessica was unphased by the verbal attack. "Like, believe what you want sweetie... but it's my business on how I make a living."
Katherine had heard enough. She grabbed Jessica's glass of champagne and threw it directly in Jessica's face.
"We just wanted to tell you that this restaurant is reserved for respectable patrons. Not someone of your *ahem* low standing in life..."
Katherine thought that splashing the obviously expensive champagne in Jessica's face would've sent her over the edge but she remained incredibly calm.
Jessica simply grabbed her cloth napkin and dabbed her face. "Well ummm... that was like, totally uncalled for..."
"You're lucky that's all I'm doing to you after how you treated me in high school you grungy bitch. Have a nice life you fat fucking slut and just remember, you'll always be beneath us! The dirt beneath our feet!" She said laughing as she and the girls walked away.
And with that the group left the restaurant to continue on with their eventful night.
"So where are we going Katherine?" Sandra asked as she followed closely behind.
"First we're going to stop by my house, leave our cars there, we'll do a little bit of pre-funking then we'll call up a stretch limo, have it take us to Beverly Hills, then we'll go shopping for some outfits to wear for tonight, and then we'll be heading to Club Avalon to finish up the night!"
All the girls "Woooed" in unison at the mention of their favorite night club.
It was going to be one fun night.