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Just Before the Auction
I got to BTS national house right before 3 just like I was supposed to and rang the bell. No one answered so I ended up going around back to this service entrance where the door was open. I went into a hallway where I ran into – almost literally ran into – a kind of old but not really old, like 30 maybe, not too bad looking, medium build but not very tall guy dressed very casually who was carrying these big heavy looking cases of bottles . He had short sandy hair and a kind of cute little crooked grin. A white guy, so I figured not one of the BTS execs (duh!)
Right away he was really friendly and put down the box to introduce himself and shake my hand. His name was Jack and he worked sometimes for BTS. He broke into a happy smile when I told him I was there as one of the girls working the event. I mean his face really lit up. Which was a nice welcome.
We chatted for maybe like 1 minute and he seemed really excited. I got the feeling that he wanted to stand there and flirt with me – girls can usually tell – but that he was nervous about it too. Like looking over his shoulder to make sure we were alone. Then he broke it off and told me I should go into the kitchen area at the end of the hall and find Beth, who he said was the lead girl for the event. I thought it was funny coincidence though cause 'Beth' is my Mom's name too. Then I thanked him and went inside.
I could feel his eyes on my backside as I walked away; he was definitely that sort of guy, but then most other guys are too. I heard him say "Good luck Caitlyn, enjoy it" as I went through the door. Which was very nice of him.
I found Beth in the kitchen and introduced myself feeling kind of nervous, and not just because it was my first meeting with who it sounded like was maybe my boss, but for 2 other reasons. The first one was that I realized I had way overdone it in Cindy's yellow dress. Beth had on jeans and some old looking flannel shirt, a man's shirt. No makeup. Scruffy tennis sneakers. Hair all frizzy from humidity. I could see a bit of perspiration on her forehead.
She didn't have to say that I was overdressed, I knew I was. So embarrassing after I'd made such a big deal in my head about looking nice for them. But men! That Jevon should have told me that the girls had work detail before the entertainment began. Sometimes men don't think things through the way we girls do. Which I mean no disrespect to Jevon.
But the second reason I got nervous was the real reason: she was the most gorgeous girl I'd never seen in my life. I mean absolutely stunning! I thought Cindy was beautiful, and that Janice was lovely and that Kim was like the top girl in maybe the universe. Until then I mean. Cause Beth was in some other universe compared with all of them and especially compared with me.
No matter if she was dressed for housework and had frizzy hair, I could she was perfect. Perfect face, perfect body, perfect boobs (even covered up by a man's flannel shirt), perfect smile, perfect hair, perfect lips and nose and throat and – well perfect everything, at least everything I could see right then (lol and just kidding.) If she was an example of who I'd be working with then I'd have to get used to being the ugly girl.
Not a nice feeling. It made me uncomfortable that she was so perfect, like when you first meet her it's overwhelming. It's too much.
But at least it didn't last long. She seemed super busy, cutting and arranging flowers, checking something in the oven and texting with someone all at the same time. It made me feel really silly to be standing there in my prissy little party dress, even though I do love it. But pretty soon she brought me into the dining room at BTS, which I'd seen the day before, and introduced me to the 3 other girls, Kayla, Kristen and Maureen.
And I got to feel a little better. All of them were dressed down too for work. I could see that Kayla was vacuuming while the other 2 set the table. But they were much more normal cute, pretty types like me I suppose which may sound more conceited than I actually mean. It was just nice to get a break from perfection and to be with my own people.
Kristen especially I thought was pretty – tall for a girl, long blonde hair, fair features and what looked like a nice figure. She was introduced as Kayla's sister, on a visit from Seattle where she was going into her junior year. Kayla was going to be a sophomore next year at the U – just 1 year ahead of me! – and was really cute although definitely not as pretty as her sister. And Maureen was, well I hate to put it this way, but at least I wouldn't be in last place in the looks department.
Still even Maureen was sort of pretty in her own way, kind of dark and short and pretty thin and wiry looking. But I could see that she had a nice figure cause she had those big boobs on a thin frame that men love. And her curly black hair was nice. But in terms of her face it was like when you hear someone say it was "more interesting than beautiful" (and I hope she never reads this.) It's maybe why she had her tongue pierced, you know to add something, and it was cute on her. But I'm trying to be honest. Maybe she was Greek? Like some of the girls in high school?
Beth had gone and found me some work clothes so I could help out, which was really sweet. Brought me some water too to keep me hydrated and it turned out it was the same kind that John always gave me. The jeans were a little big on me but had a belt and the old sweatshirt said BTS on the front and "Better Than Sugar" on the back. Pretty cool!
I changed in the bathroom and handed Cindy's dress and my bag over to Jack who had reappeared. I kept the panties and bra on cause it seemed like the other girls were wearing bras. I figured we'd change together later on.
They put me to work on vacuuming the front hall and a couple of side rooms off the dining hall and I tried to do a really good job. Then I dusted some and worked up a pretty good sweat due to the humidity. But it didn't take long and by around 4:15 Beth called me and Maureen into one of the private rooms for a talk. She said that all the new girls got "the talk" if they were "virgins."
That meant that we were doing an auction for the first time and she wanted to let us know what it would be like so we wouldn't be too nervous or freak out. Which she said did happen but hardly ever and not for a long time, not since Jevon had been in charge. Because he really knew how to select the right girls.
First she just asked us both some questions about what we liked to do and how we spent our time, like our hobbies I guess. So I told her about running and exercising and dancing, and Maureen told her she played the piano and liked to sketch things and was the girl singer in a rock band for a while. Maureen was going to be a sophomore at State next year studying art and music and I was going to be (as you know) a freshman at the U. I told Beth I didn't know what I would study so she asked me what subject I liked best in high school and I told her writing because Mr. V. our teacher had been so nice to all of us girls.
Then she went on to telling us about the auction and it was really helpful. Now that she wasn't so rushed I could see how sweet and caring Beth was. She told us about the French maid uniforms which I already knew about. And about the funny slave bikinis we would wear for the auction itself. About how the guys would be yelling and screaming and cracking jokes and singing BTS songs and would be using some rough language which we should ignore since it was for charity and really all in good fun to begin with.
And that we shouldn't worry about what the other girls were doing or how they looked cause it totally wasn't a competition among us, that we should just focus on our men, making them happy. And not to worry about our auction prices especially cause we were virgins and Jevon would understand if we didn't raise a lot.
And that we were totally free to decide what we would do or would not do once a guy won us in a bid, that we were totally free to say no or to walk out or leave or whatever because no girl should have to do things she wasn't comfortable with, which is exactly what Mrs. Randolph had taught us in Health in the 10th grade.
