Captive By The Billionaire: (A BBW Erotic Romance) by Nora Stone Page B

well, this is the last time I go to one of his shitty parties,” she stated.  I looked at her with confusion.
    “ Why did you say this party was shitty?  Moreover why am I invited then?”
    “Well I felt bad for you.  You seem to never get out these days.  It’s unhealthy, and I think you really should.  You’re not getting any younger you know.  Or skinnier,” Stephanie said.  Rachel laughed at the comment and I flushed.  I hate it when people made fun of my weight.
    “Whatever.  I only agreed to this because I’m bored,” I said.
    “Well that’s fine with me.”
    The limo finally pulled into the front entrance of the mansion.  I shed in relief as I got out.  I was greeted by a doorman that looked at me with a shocked look on his face. As he simply let Rachel and Stephanie in, I turned to the man with a questioning glance.
    “ What do you want?”
    The doorman looked at me for a second before responding.  “Sorry, I just have never seen you before.  You don’t seem like the type to come to one of these parties.” He explained.
    “ That’s because I don’t.  Honestly I find them stupid.  But hey, what else is there to do on a Saturday night besides get drunk and hope to God all your problems get better in the company of shallow idiots like these people.” I snapped.
    The doorman laughed as he held the door open for me.  “I like your humor.  I don’t’ see enoug h of it these days.  Come on in.” He replied before I waltzed right in.  I looked around the place, and I immediately felt disgusted.
    This was something like a college frat party except slightly more refined and everyone being a few years older.  Yet I could see so many of the same stereotypes starting to pop up everywhere and it was a bit sickening.  There were the guys all getting drunk off of the beer and wine, girls trying to throw themselves at every guy in the room, and even the ones who just sat in the corner mumbling to themselves and trying to think of how to get home tonight. It was all there, and I got to see everything.  It sickened me, but at the same time I knew that it was true.  I was surrounded by fakes and I hated it.  I felt like it was best to just sit in the corner and think about something else.  Maybe this would all be over soon and I could finally get over all of this.  Maybe this was all a dream too, and I was going to wake up from this nightmare in my bed with my Hello Kitty pajamas on and hugging my stuffed frog.  Yes I still slept with stuffed animals sometimes, so sue me!
    Yet I knew this wasn’t a dream , instead it was nothing but a nightmarish reality.  I was being sucked into the past that I thought I discarded.  Except now, instead of some dorky sweater that I bought, I was in a black dress that didn’t’ suit me at all.  I liked to dress up, but not in something like this.  I preferred dressing up as video game characters more than anything.  This wasn’t the type of dress-up I thought I would ever be playing again.
    I started to walk around, heading over to the food table.  At least this place had some pretty decent food, and I could just munch on that while I wait this out.  I looked over and saw Stephanie and Rachel talking to two guys.  Of course they would leave me to go flirt with other men, that was their mission in the first place. I made a mental note to never go out with these guys ever again, and if they invited me I would run the hell away.
    Luckily, t here was chocolate fountain here, and after a moment I grabbed a few strawberries and dipped them in chocolate.  That would suffice and help me out, at least for the moment.  I could tide over my pain and boredom with strawberries.  I sat down, but just as I did I looked over.  My mouth immediately went agape and I thought about the first place I could run away to.  There was nowhere though, and I was stuck like an insect in a spider’s web.
    Standing r ight across the room from me was my ex-boyfriend