Chapter 1
I wake up at 6:30am, as I do every day, with no alarm clock. I don't know why I'm wired that way, but since I started working it's been that way. Don't get me wrong, it works for me since I have to be to work by 9am, and I like to take my time getting ready. I get out of bed and stretch before padding naked to my ensuite bathroom( Yes, I sleep naked. Sue me.). I walk over to the little room in the bathroom with the toilet and relieve myself. Then I walk over to my vanity sinks that takes up half the wall. This bathroom is what made me fall in love with the house. It has a standalone shower in one corner, a big clawfoot tub in the middle of the room. The toilet is in it's own enclosed room. The sinks are big and take up half a wall. Not to mention, the floors can be heated! I only use that feature when it's really cold outside. It's early summer now so no need for using that. But yea, I fell in love with this house just for this bathroom. I put plants all around the open space, so it makes it seem like I'm bathing in the middle of a garden. My own private oasis.
I look in the mirror at myself, marveling at how plain and average I look. To start, I'm 24 years old, I have shoulder length light brown, almost blonde hair. I have big gray eyes, and soft features. I have a lean, slightly muscled figure with a nice ass to boot. Some people have told me I look like an omega, probably because they say I look feminine, but I don't see it. I'm a beta, that's what the secondary gender test has always shown for me. I'm 5'8, which is average height for a beta. I'm the youngest of 4, 2 brothers, and a sister. They're all older than me, and they definitely treat me like I'm the baby of the family. Ever since my parents died 5 years ago in an accident, when I was 19, they've been treating me like I'm fragile. Some times I don't mind the attention, but sometimes it's a little much. My parents were engineers, I'm not sure what kind. I don't think I was ever interested enough in their work to want to find out. They were in a car accident on their way home from a work event, the police say it was a drunk driver. I'm not sure what to think though, because they were acting a little weird before they died. Being distant, secretive, taking late night calls. Just behaving different than what I was used to. I used to wonder if that had anything to do with their accident, it just seemed too well timed.
I live in New Rochelle, NY, I have a nice little(maybe medium sized) 3 bedroom house in a family oriented neighborhood. I have 2 1/2 bathrooms, with a living, dining, and sun room. Also, a kitchen, pantry, and half bath on the first floor. The basement has a little bar setup, along with space for a man cave, and laundry room. I set up my man cave with a pool table, and dart board on the wall, as well as a 75 inch flat screen TV to watch the games on. The second floor consists of 3 bedrooms, and one full hallway bath, with the master bedroom having an ensuite. I have a nice sized backyard, no pool, but it does have a Jacuzzi and barbecue area. The barbecue area has a little fire pit in the center, surrounded by small couches. The jacuzzi is set up right to the left after you exit the back door. It has a little overhang with that protects it from the elements. The front of the house consists of a wide porch that I've put potted plants all over, simply because I love being surrounded by greenery. I set up a porch swing on one side, with a little chair and couch on the other. There's a driveway to the side, where my car stays parked most of the time because traffic in New York is crazy, and finding parking in downtown Manhattan(where I work) is even crazier.
I went to NYU, where I graduated top of my class two years ago. My siblings live in New Rochelle, and work in Manhattan as well. They're always involved in my life, but I don't mind because they're a great support system.
Enough about my average joe self. I brush my teeth, before turning to my walk in shower with the rainfall shower head. I turn on the water and immediately the bathroom begins steaming up. I step under the flow of water and let it wet me from my head to my toes.
I grab my strawberry scented shampoo, and put some in my hand before scrubbing it through my hair. After a minute, I rinse my hair, then grab the strawberry scented conditioner. I run that through my hair as well, before grabbing my watermelon scented body wash. I put some on the loofah and then scrub it all over my body. After I'm done, I rinse everything before turning off the shower. I grab two towels from the towel rack, and wrap one around my head, the other around my waist. I get the blow dryer and plug it up and begin drying my hair, once that's all done, my hair is flowing in waves to my shoulder. I put the blow dryer down and grab my face moisturizer. After I moisturize my face, I grab my body moisturizer and sit on the stool nearby. I begin moisturizing my body(watermelon scented of course. I love strawberries and watermelons!).
After I'm all smooth and fruit smelling, I walk out of the bathroom, and over to my walk in closet. I grab underwear, socks, navy blue slacks, and a light blue button down shirt, and navy tie. I walk over to my bed and lay the clothes down before I dress. After I dress, I get my brown belt and shoes from the closet. I walk over to my dresser and grab my watch, and spritz some cologne on. By this time it's about 7:45am. I walk out of my room, and downstairs to the kitchen. I take out what I need to make some eggs and toast. I start my coffee before starting to cook, after I'm finished I sit down at the table with my food and coffee.
When I'm finished, it's close to 8:30am and I know I need to leave if I don't wanna be late. I had started working at my current job at the beginning of my last year of college. I had high grades and recommendations so Baldoni Inc snatched me up before I even finished. I started as a regular secretary before I graduated, but got promoted to personal secretary after I graduated. So I've been a personal secretary for 2 years now. I love, and I mean absolutely love what I do.
