Story on Display: Bacchus' Mistress

Chapter Five: Kitty

I have met some bitches in my life. There is only one that tops them all. Her name was Beth Monroe. She is a straight-up bitch. She knows it, I know it, everyone knows it. Why is she such a bitch? The answer is rather easy. Miss Beth is a model. Twenty-five years old and has it ever so easy. One of the most paid in New Orleans. Her face is always on the cover of nearly every fashion magazine in the world. Every preteen girl wants to be like her. Every preteen boy wants to do her. Hell, Beth makes grown men cry at the sight of her. Yes, yes, even I wanted to do her. (And I am doing it too. But we’ll talk about it later.) If she is so good, then why is not in LA or Paris? Ah, that answer is simple too.

Beth, or Kitty as I call her, is a simple country girl at heart. She was raised in the backwoods of New Orleans itself. Hers is a Cinderella story. Kitty grew up poor. Yet, she was an ambitious little shit. That girl dreamt big. She wanted to be a star. In fact, she was a star. The world didn’t know it just yet. Kitty was determined to change that.

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