Meet Anastasia Steele

Friday

'Dad its fine, we've got movers coming in two days. Kate and Stacy are coming with me in the Bentley, it'll be nice to be on the road for a few days.

I had just graduated four days ago meaning it was time to move out of my apartment. USC was convenient in two ways; for my father it meant I had an education something that a few years did not seem the case and for me it was close to home. Stability was something I needed and when I didn't things simply got out of control. Staying in LA meant I was close to home where my family and friends were, there was always a safe place given when I fucked things up for myself and when things went to shit I always had a permanent reminder of it . My dad, Ray, continued offering help but my concentration to the conversation left to my inner index finger where my latest tattoo had just healed. In celebration to graduating my roommates Kate Sean James and I got matching half crescent moon tattoos on right index fingers. 'Why?' My dad had asked, and I simply replied with 'why not'.

'Stasi, you there'

'Yeah sorry dad. I have got to go ill see you at dinner in Seattle next week. Thanks for letting us crash in Hunts point love you'.

I sighed and forced my eyes to stare back at myself in the mirror, just simply staring and thirty minutes later was how Kate, my best friend found me. I didn't exactly know how to feel about what stared back. My toenails were chipped with a weeks old sage green coating thanks to the sea. My left foot was marked with a scorpion curling towards my toes whilst my big right toe has a smiley face on its knuckle. Moving up my legs were bare and then reached my hip was a coloured bumble bee on my right hip. My hand moved and traced the ink and my mouth smiled, it was something Myles always kissed. I don't know why I smiled, it wasn't like we were in a serious relationship. To conclude we were simply just fucking, nothing more. He was a friend and we used each other me more so him and for that I hated myself. Could I change yes , but I was comfortable and it was something about those green eyes that made me weak but he was planning on moving to England for a year so I had to move on . My next tattoo was on my sternum , it hurt like a bitch but the pain was worth the red snake that rested between my boobs, something that always made the boys stare, not that I was complaining .For me , anything was better than being left alone with my thoughts and sometimes the company of a man was the only thing that helped take the edge of . The only benefit of having alabaster skin was that red ink looked amazing but thanks to golden rays of California I had nice tan going on. I would have to though say goodbye to said benefit if I moved which was looking likely. My time in California could be said complete , nothing was no longer holding me back . Yes I had my dad and his wife Alyssa and their daughter Halle but life after finals had been redundant. the largest tattoo I have is my back, a dragon again in red ink, something my father had strongly disapproved off. I had it done a week after my 21st birthday and had Kate in tow for support. It was a decision that was purely impulsive after a shitty week , wanting a positive out of the week. My arms were bare and on my right hand had the crescent moon and weaving vine tattoo. I scratched at that finger and heard the faint noise of the front door slamming shutting and the muted thuds of heels being thrown across the floor. I once again looked back at the mirror, my big blue eyes blinking looking at my brunette hair. With a single hand I tousled it back and reached for the door, a night out looking most likely for my evening.

I passed the threshold of my room and moved into the vast living room to see a blonde ponytail hanging of our couch facing the tv that was blaring The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills from the speakers. I took two steps forward when I simply said 'we're out to going out tonight'

'sure its five now well get ready to leave for half eight ill call the gang' she replied. This is why I loved her , she was always down for whatever . I stood in front of her and stared into her green eyes. As natural instinct I engulfed her in a hug and just breathed in her perfume and sign , suddenly feeling overwhelmed.

'oh Stas , what's wrong 'she cooed

'nuthing' I muffled , snuggling further . she wrapped her arms around her blue nails gently scratching my back. 'I just called my dad, we can stay in his Hunts Point's house in Washington , he's going to be in Cali until the end of the month. Its only 20 minutes away from Seattle and drop all the house stuff in Escala. want to get some ice cream I could kill for some pistachio '

'sure thing hun, a good night out will fix ya. And for your dads house how about a party ' her eyes grew wide and mischievous . during college we had thrown some parties that had gone out of control. There were times where I taken various drugs like MDMA and coke that were passed around like a condom in a orgy where the right people were called. On top of that high I had the tendency to drown myself with tequila shots. I had a whole routine; I would like the neck of the cutest guy next to me apply salt and like, take the shot and suck the lime out of his mouth and see where that took us. My weakness was that I never knew when to stop, who was I kidding i didn't want to stop and I would never turn down a drink. 'ill call some people and see if they can make the trip and make a weekend with them- it's a cheap flight I'm sure once they hear your there babe were guaranteed a good turnout'

'it's a mansion we've got the space for people to sleepover' I grinned back turning to her

A few hours had passed, and Stasi and Kate were getting ready to leave. Stasi was wearing a tight scarlet red dress that hugged her body with high heels that pushed her to six foot. She heavily eye lined her eyes touched with mascara and lathered her lips with gloss puckering her lips in the full body mirror while she waited on Kate. They were going to spend their last hurrah at the hottest nightclub in town, Level 9 where they were regulars. Stasi's ex 'boyfriend' Bryce was a bartender, so drinks were free in exchange for a kiss. Another bonus was that his shift ended early on Fridays meaning he was available tonight. Ten minutes later the girls were out the door and 2 hours later they were both occupied their bodies sedated with alcohol .

Stasi was grinding on a stranger and flipped her hair swinging her head to the bar. She searched for her bartender looking for a quickie in the bathroom. She made eye contact with the muscled man behind the bar two shots ready. On her way she saw Kate make eyes with a blue-eyed blonde and came behind kissed her cheek and pushing her to him. She rose to her tiptoes and cupped the blondes ear and whispered 'whats your name'.

'Elliot' he shouted

'Well Elliott take care of my girl' squeezing his bicep

'why don't you stay then ' he smirked

She rolled her eyes and grunted 'men' ,while Kate downed her margarita , slapped his ass and winked back Kate with a knowing smirk that she too would have company tonight and that the apartment may be filled with two extra men that would need to be gone by midday in time for brunch with Sean and Stacie down on the water front , a tradition done every Saturday no matter how hungover or how good the dick was. In under seven steps her cleavage was pressed against the counter her eyes dancing with anticipation never leaving contact as she downed the vodka shot. A drop trickled down her cleavage onto the tip on the snakes head where she looked down and then to his deep brown eyes , her unspoken command understood. In twenty second his face were in between her boobs his tongue tracing the red permanent ink and with both her hands she ran her fingers though his satin hair yanking backwards gluing her lips to his throat.

'woah Stas, feeling feisty tonight' he panted licking his lips.

She didn't verbally responding instead snaking her hand down his jeans tugging at the zipper. 'lets get out of here baby' he continued and she hummed in agreement , swiping a bottle of Bacardi on her way out, knowing she needed something stronger to not remember this night or overthink the sensible decisions she could be making . the short journey back to her apartment wad delayed by a sloppy make out session, something done purely to tease Bryce , for tonight she called the shots and he was only left pouring them.

She rubbed her thighs in excitement as she .walked out of the elevator , she was simply horny. She shredded her dress , the corner of the room temporarily a sea of red and soon settled on the floor. She stepped out if the puddle of said dress, grabbed the bottle and stood up licking her lips , only wearing her six inch heels and a pathetic excuse for a black thong covering her soaking pussy , something that would soon be teared off with teeth. She liked it rough and with Bryce is a done deal, the one definite thing that bought her back to him. A sad chill filled her, knowing their fucks were limited as his detectable ass pressed in those worn jeans pressed tight as he took off his shoes. His abs were already exposed and thought wrong that she hadn't had a taste yet tonight and in redemption she pounced on him in the middle of the living room. The dim light only made her eyes visible and thanks to the moonlights streaks she saw his lips and kissed him hard until they were swollen. She then procced to open the bottle, its new crunch of the seal vibrating of the walls and the rolling if the cap bouncing of the hardwood floors and she poured some into his mouth and then into his bellybutton and sucked. The rum burned his throat and delayed his body, giving her time to release his swollen cock. She pumped him twice, precum ready and the swiped her thumb over its head smiling over her influence. With no preamble she sucked and three times over before encasing herself fully , earning groans from both. She whimpered over his length as he grew, her nails digging into his pecks, her hair falling. He tweaked with her pebble nibbles encouraging her to move . faint noises of her phone buzzing told her Kate was on her way back, most likely back with the blonde and things needed to be moved to the bedroom. In response she leaned forward and rolled them leaving him on top. He chucked and starting pounding into her. Not stopping she jumped and murmured bedroom and she was picked up, her heels digging into his ass and moments later bounced on her bed not breaking contact. They fucked early into the morning and paused in between to hear the screams of Katie, something she was sure to tease her of in a couple of hours.

Morning came and Stasi got a few hours of shuteye but woke and left the warmth of her bartender as she heard voices in the kitchen.

'Whats with the boxes , you moving in or out' a deep voice questioned

'out to Seattle – Stass has a spare house there . Why you near that area'

'fuck, this is hilarious yeah I am , I grew up in Bellevue but I live in downtown Seattle on my own . here's my number baby, I wanna make this a regular thing' he murmured as he leaned over the breakfast counter

'well were throwing a party in Hunts point , we have a mansion ill give u a ring- its next weekend bring some friends were new to the area and we want to know some more regulars' Kate smiled taking a sip of her coffee. Stasi choose this moment to make herself present starting the conversation with a simple good morning . she stalked straight to the coffee machine and didn't make eye contact until she had downed a double expresso and two advills , popping an extra for her company. She turned around , slamming her cup down and drawled ' so Elliott I heard you had a good night , good going Katie's . Kate laughed while Elliot smirked and before he could respond Kate replied ' I had a good night .' she then pointed to the living room surveying her previous nights dress and the males shirt and continued ' how's Bryce'.

Stasi smiled 'satisfied' leaving Kate to chuckle while Elliot downed the rest of his coffee. She faced Elliot again 'so I hear your from Bellevue I have a house in Hunts point that I'm going to be in for around a month before my dads back from California so I guess ill be seeing you soon. until then have a good one ' . she walked back to her room , her back tattoo exposed leaving Elliot stunned. Stasi was a cool chick and what she heard from Katie she got what she wanted. He wondered if she could get Christian out of his shell, god knows my brother needs to live his life other behind a desk and maybe this girl could help. He double checked to watch , the time running late for his plans for his flight back to Washington important as his little sister was due back from Europe this weekend and attendance was non-negotiable. He placed the mug on the sink , kissed Katie and slipped her his business card, writing his personal number on the side, telling her to look him up when her move was complete. He even offered to help her move in, he had a good feeling that these girls were going to add some much-needed spice to his life and he was all for it.