where my shoes have taken me: 28 - sex, lies and videotapes

being a model has its perks, especially if you're exotic and do not blend in with the norm of the blonde hair/blue eyes. it's just easier to pick you out. on a very dull and boring night, my LA roommate and i were invited to have dinner with the high rollers (we're talking ambassadors, et al) at camps bay (aka super posh and snotty area in CT). i love food and i could care less who im dining with, so i thought this was a good opportunity to get a free meal. after dinner we went to st. yves club for drinking and a private party. lots of free booze and schmoozing which is really not my thing. i was ready to book it after dinner, but my roommate decided she wants to get drunk. i told her that i'll stay until half past midnight because i have a job the next day. i believe in the "buddy system", but unfortunately she thinks that it's okay for her to be left alone in the club with people she just met. i told the host (jack, owner of the club) that i must leave because i have an early morning shoot the next day. he walked me outside where the cabs were waiting and slips a R100 in my hand and tells the driver to bring me home safely and to not drive too fast because i had some to drink.

i woke up at 4am and i looked at the empty bed beside me. i was confused but thought maybe the party ran late and she'll be in soon. i got up at 8am and she still wasnt home! i bbm'd her and she wasnt replying. i was getting rather worried and called a few people to see where she ended up. the driver i was with said, "you're so cute, you dont even know her and you're worried shitless". i dont know what kind of person would not be worried about that. plus if something does happen, i'll be the first person in question. anyway, long story short, she finally answers the phone and told me that she spent the night at a hotel with jack. whatever they did or didnt do, i could care less. what i was pissed off about was the fact that she didnt even have the audacity to let me know where she would be and had me worry my butt off. i was away the whole day and when i got home she filled me in with that happend. apparently this guy she met last night at the club really fancied her and said, "i want to see you again but im leaving for a flight in a couple of hours. i know you havent had much luck here in CT since you got here because your stuff got stolen and you havent gotten any bookings" and with that, he hands her $1000 USD. just like that. a wad of sweaty, dirty money which made me think of a few things: 1) what is this for? 2) why the heck did she accept it? 3) regardless of how rich one person is, no one in their right mind would give money out just like that to a person they just met, without any substantial return in exchange.

so here starts the shadiness of roommate number two. stay tuned how this turns for the worse...