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Chapter #5
An Unburdened Binge
by: Unknown
Scarlett changed and left the film studio practically bouncing on her heels with excitement at her newfound dietary freedom. Her driver met her, opening the back door of her Escalade before walking around and climbing in, "Where can I take you today?"
Scarlett bit her lip with an almost seductive mischief, "I need you to make a grocery run for me..."
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Back home with her treasure trove of snacks set on the dining room counter, Scarlett waved her driver off with a winning smile, "I'll call you if I need you later!"
She closed the door behind her and turned to look longingly at her prize – six paper grocery bags, heaving with chocolates, snack cakes, baked delicacies, and frozen foods her nutritionist would have turned ghost at if she'd been there as a witness.
Scarlett could hardly wait as she stuffed the frozen pizzas and cookie sheets into her pull-out chest freezer, normally reserved for bourgeois prime cuts and seafood. There was nothing to stop her now.
In a near jog, she swept the bag full of Little Debbie's snacks off the counter and carried it – not to the couch – but straight to her bedroom. Fast as she could manage, Scarlett unbuttoned her jeans and peeled them off, slipped her shirt over her head, and jumped onto the emperor-size silk swathed mattress like a giddy schoolgirl.
As an afterthought, Scarlett chimed robotically, "Blinds - close please." The bamboo slats of the floor-to-ceiling studio window shuttered noiselessly, casting the room in a twilight hue.
Dumping the spoils of her debauchery across her bed, Scarlett mused, "Where to begin..." Snatching up a box of Swiss Rolls, she tore the package open with a frantic gleefulness and unwrapped the first pair.
Lifting the chocolate mini-cake to her nose, she savored its processed smell, making a subconscious note that even the thought of such dietary indiscretions had dampened the space between her legs.
Eyes closed, Scarlett took the first bite, salivating as the sugary delight of malt and creme filling burst into her mouth. This was just the start...
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