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    Just The Girl 2.0 – Chapter Twenty Five, Prologue

    Story written on June 5, 2010 by Alchemy10.
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    A sit-down with Vanity Fair..

     

    Does she see herself getting back together with Vitkova in the future?

     

    She shrugs. “I’m not closing my doors to that possibility. Only time could tell really. Who knows what would happen next week, next month or next year?”

     

    Indeed.

     

    One more thing.. there have been constant rumblings in the past weeks about a sex tape between the two. Shockingly, she doesn’t deny it’s existence. “I like sex. I love it. I think its beautiful. I can never understand why some people are so ashamed and fearful of it that they try to paint the act of lovemaking in a bad light. The only downside of sex, in my opinion, is that it’s responsible for the conception and addition of even more hateful and idiotic bigots in the world. Sex is good. It’s a wonderful thing, and if I ever felt the urge to film the beauty of sharing it with the person I love, its nobody’s business but mine and hers.” After reading this statement from Shane, I would bet fans and lesbian porn lovers everywhere are just itching to break into whatever vault the heiress hides that sex tape in.

     

    “I have a sex tape too.” Alice jokes, joining in.

     

    “Oh please, no one wants to watch you masturbate.” Bette snidely remarks.

     

    “What makes you think I was flying solo?” The blonde challenges.

     

    “Cause no one else would be caught dead in a sex tape with you.” F4′s magnanimous leader chides. Alice’s eyes widens in indignation. I can sense another playful word war about to ensue. “Besides, hearing you make your Donald Duck on crack sex noises would probably make people swear off sex for life.” Bette continues with the most child-like grin.

     

    Before they could go any further, the person seated between the two – literally caught between the crossfire – clears her throat and motions towards me. Not a subtle, yet still an effective way to remind them that they had company. They behave immediately – albeit, hesitantly. The peacemaker, Sam Makavejev, 24, heiress to the vast fortune of Greece’s largest and most influential shipping clan, offers me yet another apology for the childishness of her friends.

     

    Throughout the interview, she was the least vocal of the four, but that doesn’t make her less of a conversationalist. This girl, to me, was a revelation. Her intelligence shows in her choice of words, and when she speaks, she’s usually chock full of sense and at times profoundly deep. If Bette was the alpha, Alice the clown and Shane the womanizing Yoda, then Sam clearly was the Zen master. She’s the easy going soul whose company is like marijuana to your senses – she emits a relaxing aura that is quite unique to herself and remarkably contagious. But don’t be fooled. Despite her calm demeanor, I could sense a playfulness bubbling within. You could see it in her brown eyes – there’s a sparkle, a look, that reminds me of the way my kid gazes at me before he does something incredibly naughty.

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