~My Premeer Takes~ Note Pg:16, 19/11/13 - Page 7

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ANOTHER CRAZY ENCOUNTER

Prem had just landed in Vegas where he had to attend some charity auction for his good friend's fiance, he was never interested in such uptight black tie events but he had to come for his friends. He collected his luggage as he spotted Julian waiting for him.

"Hey Prem, glad you came man." Julian said as he hugged him.

"Well, I had to. You and Brooke are two pushy little devils..." Prem said as he followed Julian to his car.

"Oh man, did you see the Event Program, I sent it to your office couple of days back."

"Come on, I came that should be enough... now don't expect me to waste my money on some stupid ass piece of shit, you people will be proclaiming to be art or something..."

"Know what dude? You won't be pissed off such if you had just taken a look at the brochure... Man, it's not like that, we are actually auctioning dinner dates with some of the hottest models that have worked with Brooke's brand..." Julian said as he winked at Prem.

"No kidding, right? Man... you should have told me... Now tell me, which is the hottest one, I mean my bid?" an excited and 100% interested Prem said.

"The last one, some awesome piece of artistry, all the assets in right places. Don't tell Brooke though I said that." Julian said as they both drove away.

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"You have to do this for me, Heer. You just have to..."

"Yes Heeriye, you can do the job perfectly..."

"Oh Brooke, Ash... you people know how ridiculous the whole idea is. I mean come on... I am beautiful and sexy and fantastic, alright but I can no way take place of a model." Heer tried to reason with her two best friends.

It was the night of charity auction that was arranged by her best friend, Brook Davis' designer brand and at the last moment one of the models that was supposed to be in the show has taken ill. There was no other option available to Brook that is why she and Ash were trying to pull Heer as her replacement. Heer, Brooke insisted was the most intelligent choice as she had all the qualities of a super model plus she had a name, a well established reputation being the chief editor of one of the leading international fashion magazines.

"Why don't you go yourself, Brooke... I mean the merits you are trying to list for me also are yours... "

"I have a fiance if you remember, and nobody would shell out even a single cent for somebody already committed... duh, Heer."

"She's right Heeriye... come on, we are friends ok, and we are supposed to help each other. Besides all this is for a good cause. The money will go to orphans..." Ash said.

"Um... well guys, that's a show-stopper you want me to replace...", Heer was still not sure.

"Pretty please, sugar muffin..." both the girls pouted and batted their eyelashes.

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Prem took in the decorations and arrangements as he entered the venue for Clothes over Bros' charity auction. Julian met him at the entrance and guided him towards his table; he then excused himself as he had to welcome other guests. Julian and Brooke were good in whatever they did and besides they made a perfect couple, Prem thought as he settled down and started reading the program for the night.

He closed the brochure after sometime as he seconded Julian's opinion about the last model. She was hot, with the kind of body that can keep you handful all night long. He was always that sure of himself, he had no doubt that girl will be ending up in his bed tonight after all that dinner date or whatever.

The program started as Julian's fiance Brooke Davis introduced the models and people started to bid on them. It was finally the last model's turn for which Prem had decided to bid.

"Gentlemen and gentlemen... I would like to apologize to you all for this last model who suddenly took ill this evening", Brooke started her announcement but it was cut short with boos and sighs. Prem also hit his head in frustration on his bad luck. He got up and started to leave.

"Hey all... if you will allow me to continue, we have been successful to pull in a last time replacement for her though." Crowed cheered as she continued but Prem did not stop.

"And replacement is such you all will be excited to bid for... it's my very dear friend and this famous fashion magazine's editor in chief, Heer Maan..." Brooke finished her announcement as Heer started towards the center stage in a spot light.

Prem who had already stopped in his tracks, turned back towards one of the most pleasing sights of his life. His wild brunette partner from a night fifteen days ago was walking the ramp. The crowd cat-called and cheered as she glowed in spot light with her nude pink mini skirt that danced around her perfect hips with dull gold silk crop top and sequined pink bolero.

Prem hurried towards his place and settled down, all set to place his bids. You are so going to be my date, Miss Maan he said to himself. He had tried to pursue her after that night but she never showed any interest but finally they were meeting again.

He now took in her sight appreciatively; her previously long hair with curls and ringlets were now shoulder cut, dead straight; and that front fringe was giving her face a more seductive look. As his gaze dropped down further, he noticed that this time also she had some killer heels on.

Wow, that girl has surely got some taste in shoes, hell she has got taste in everything he thought as he imagined how those sparkly gold heels will feel digging in his back when he will pin her to the wall, this time I am asking her to keep her sandals on. Mind out of gutter dude, get a grip, Prem chided himself as he tried to focus his thoughts on the bidding that was about to start.

"So guys here I am starting the bid on dinner date with Heer Maan with $500, can we get a $800 offer?" Brooke started the show as she nudged an uninterested Heer to show some enthusiasm.

Heer faked a smile and waved to crowd as it cheered and bids immediately got rising.

"Oh nice we are on our evening highest, that is 4000 dollars... Good God! You love Heer... can I see a raise coming? Let's make it 5000 dollars, anybody?" Brooke fished some more.

Prem immediately raised his hand as he observed that the price had reached a mark where only few bidders were left. The rest were now enjoying the show.

"I think we can have $5500..."

A man sitting right across Prem's table raised his hand.

"Wow, my pretty friend is surely something worth it, I am going for $6000 now..."

Prem didn't waste a moment to raise his hand as he smirked at the other contender who was now looking at him contemptuously.

"Great going, I think we have a room here to raise it to 7000 dollars, anybody? Or the girl goes to that gentleman on far right." Brooke said as she pointed in the direction where Prem was sitting. Heer did not bother having a look as she just stood there giving a false smile every once in a while.

"Ok I think that's it, so here I am calling $6000 one, $6000 two..." Brooke stopped as she saw a hand raised. Prem smashed his fist on table as his only contender raised the bid to $7000.

"Way to go, Sir. So guys can get a 9000 dollar bid on this hot lady standing beside me?" Brooke was now ecstatic with the way it was turning out.

Prem raised his hand without giving a second thought as he saw his contender shifting in his seat. That's it now I have got her, Prem thought as he was sure that now bid won't be raised further.

"Ok guys, anybody to further it to $10,000?"

No hand was raised.

"So the date with Heer Maan is going on $9000 one, $9000 two and three... I may now request the winner to come up; hand our cheque and escort the lady." Brooke said as she lowered the hammer and hugged Heer, mouthing a thank you to her.

Prem stood up amidst cheering crowd and started towards the stage. The spot light now left Heer and followed Prem. It was then only that Heer looked up to watch the guy who had won date with her. She was shocked to see that same guy who she had a one night stand some two weeks back.

Memories of that wild night came rushing to her as she shut her gaping mouth into a tight line and tried to smile for the benefit of crowd. OH God! I am so dead, same guy and I so not wanted to face him ever again. God! He was such a jerk to fish around my things and get my number, she said to herself.

Prem had now reached the stage and he tossed her a brilliant smile as he handed over the cheque to Brooke.

Heer was still in shock thinking, OMG! He pursued me like crazies these days, flowers, sms, gifts and now all my arrogance is coming back to me, Karma is a bitch; it sure as hell gets back to you.

He stopped right in front of her and offered his arm, Heer had nothing to do except for placing her hand in his arm and smiling like idiots at the crowd. She mouthed a silent curse at Brooke as she descended the stage with Prem.

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"So where to, beautiful?" Prem asked after he and Heer settled down in his car. Heer had been silent all the way.

"Some bar, may be. I could use a drink or two." Heer said as she slumped back on the seat, still avoiding Prem's gaze.

"You sure? I mean you don't have good history with alcohol and I have just got a new pair of shoes." Prem winked at her as he reminded her of their previous encounter which had started off with her throwing up on his brand new Italian handmade pair of shoes.

"Shut up and drive, if you will dude" he snapped at him.

"Ooo, angry young lady" Prem smiled to himself as he started the car.

They soon reached a nearby pub. Heer got off the car immediately and went in without waiting for him. Prem entered the club after parking his car and saw Heer already chugging down shots at the bar. He quickly made his way towards her.

"Easy on the shots... I don't want to ruin our evening." Prem said as he signaled the bar tender for his drink and settled down beside her.

"Well, I think it would be better this way, I need my tolerance level raised to bear you."

"Mind telling me, why you are so pissed off at me?"

"Mind telling me, you always go fishing around purses of girls you sleep with?"

"Not always, that was my first. Girls always drop in their number."

"Huh, liar liar pants on fire..." Heer stuck out her tongue.

"Guilty... they are on fire since I saw you this evening." Prem winked at her and gave her a full head to toe stare.

"You are such a... leave it." She turned towards the bar tender and asked for more shots.

"You think you are going to end up so drunk that you will give me a lap dance like that girl?" Prem irritated her further as he pointed towards a girl few tables across doing it. He didn't know why but he sure was enjoying making her angry.

"Why don't you go and ask her? She would be interested in offering you much more than just a lap dance."

"Well at least, she has guts to do that."

"Well... that has nothing to do with guts; it's just some alcohol overdose."

"Say the ladies who can't try a thing like that in public."

"Huh... you think I cannot do that?" Heer was irked beyond limits.

"Not think, darling. I am sure you are not capable of that kind of thing." Prem smirked as he saw her falling right in to his trap.

"FYI Mr. you are in for a surprise than. There's nothing Heer Maan is not capable of doing." She said as she gulped down two more shots and ordered another round.

"I believe what I see." Prem winked at her.

"That's a 500 bucks bet then." Heer said as she jumped off the bar stool and extended her hand towards him.

"Done that..." Prem grasped her hand and shook it. He can see that Heer was under influence now; she had that familiar haze in her eyes.

Heer took a shot and then slapped her across the bar as she tried to gather attention of other people around them.

"This man has challenged me to a do a lap dance here, guys. And that's what he is going to get. DJ, some music please. And you Mr. Challenger keep your hands to yourself." Heer shouted as she took off her jacket and threw it on Prem's face. The people around them cheered as they got to see a free show.

Prem quickly removed it from his face as he saw her undoing top two buttons of her top as the music started. She turned towards him with a seductive smile and tied lower half of her silk top in a knot just above her belly-button.

Prem eyes were wide open to this stage; Heer came near him dancing and took him by the collar. She caressed his biceps with her fingernails and then jumped in his lap. Prem was having a hard time keeping his hands to himself, he gripped the bar tables hard with both hands as Heer wriggled in his lap, her soft hair trailing down his neck as she had her head leaned backwards on his shoulders.

As the music held its crescendo, Heer got up from his lap and he immediately missed loss of contact. She turned to face him as she touched herself with a suggestive smile on her lips. She than straddled him with her hands on both his shoulders and grinded her hips. Prem was painfully hard and not being able to touch her made the situation worse.

She completed her performance with a final wriggle in Prem's lap. The crowd cheered as she jumped off his lap and bowed to them. She then again turned to face Prem who was still sitting on bar stool with his mouth agape. She pushed his chin with her finger to close his mouth and then bent down to place a quick peck on his place. Before Prem could even react she turned on her heels and marched away towards the club's exit.

Prem hurriedly got up and followed her. She was standing against his car with one heel clad feet slightly bent and a cigarette between her lips. Prem took the cigarette from her lips and crushed it. He then kissed her full on the lips. She did not protest at all, in fact she clamped herself to him and started kissing him back. Her fingers were intertwined in his hair and his hands were roaming up down the both sides of her body. His hands briefly hovered at the hem of her skirt before going underneath.

Just as he was about to push aside her panties, she broke the kiss. Prem stopped and looked at her, puzzled. She fished out his car key from his trousers' pocket. She than opened the door and pulled Prem inside on the back seat of the car. Just as Prem settled beside her, she straddled him and continued their kissing. Her slinky skirt was now bunched around her waist as she grinded herself onto Prem.

Prem's hands were now boldly pulling on the buttons of her tops. It soon came undone and he pushed it from her shoulders. She tugged at his shirt and he got rid of it with lightening speed. Soon all their clothes were strewn across the floor of the car.

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Heer had a sense of deja vu when she woke up beside a smirking Prem. Once again they were undressed and once again she had no idea about the surroundings. She took the glass of water and aspirin Prem was offering her. She dared to have a look around her from behind the glass of water. It seemed like pent house of some lavish hotel. Her clothes were dumped unceremoniously on the futon.

On the centre table across was an empty bottle of champagne and cake and it seemed like someone's wedding cake, it was two tiered with those bride and groom figures. What puzzled her was the fact she did not remembered eating it, but she can smell it in her breath. God! I should seriously keep a check on my liquor consumption, this is second time I am waking up next to the same man with little or no idea of happenings of last night, she thought as she handed the glass back to Prem.

"This time even I was wasted enough to remember anything after our backseat of my car escapade." Prem said as he tossed her one of his most charming smiles that give you butterflies in your stomach.

"I wonder where we got that wedding cake?" Heer asked him as she tied the sheet around her body and got up from the bed.

"You think we crashed some wedding and stole it?" Prem also got up a stretched a little. Heer observed his rippling muscles keenly as her gaze roved around him top to bottom.

"Like what you see?" He asked just as she was shamelessly admiring his hip and thigh muscles as his tiny boxer shorts were leaving very to imagination. She quickly averted her gaze as her cheeks turned pink with embarrassment.

"Whatever, I have seen much better."

"I think not, honey. Well, you think that cake will suffice for breakfast?" he asked as he started towards the table.

"Yes it totally will." She joined him.

But just as they reached the table, they were shocked to see the piece of paper lying there. They gave each other a frightened glance as Prem took it up and passed to her after reading.

"No, we did NOT." Heer said barely able to speak.

"I am sorry to disappoint you, darling. But we did, as per this certificate." Prem was also tensed beyond limits now.

"WE NEED TO GET A DIVORCE, ASAP!!!" both said simultaneously as Heer threw their marriage certificate on the table and turned back to gather her clothes. And for Prem memories of their drunken wedding in one of the crazy churches of Las Vegas came back rushing.

m first ! omg suha di .. i am going to kiss uuu ... full lip .. and m not gay heheheh

there u go ... it was like some harlequin fairy tale with an auction .. a premeer there.. prem throwing his money .. they going to a bar .. and then the lap dance. .. HAWT vegas ... m gonna die of blushing .. and then they do it in the car.. GOD .. everytime they have sex .. they cantt remember a thing ... heheh next time .. make it a night to remember ... and well yea it was definately like WHAT HAPPENS IN VEGAS ... vegas is prominent and popular for its hasty marriages and late night churches .. and well yea yea ye they are married .. kill me.. now i need to get my pulse .. down .. hurray heheheh ... i can bet there is a sequeal ??? waiting