It's one of those quiet afternoons where I happily relish in my own solitude.
I have done this since I was a small child. My industrious father and working fashion model mother both content in their own success while I marginally applied myself like a stale condiment, to their lives. As I grew older the love for my father grew as he inspired me to create success from within myself. He was an electrical engineer graduate. A person who was secure. An end in himself. Freedom is what he exuded, and in social gatherings, like Carnival galas we frequently hosted in our home, financial freedom is what he exuded.
At the moment I am wearing a solid colored, although lucent, black t-shirt which accentuates the product of a rigorous work-out routine I have mastered since my travels. Calisthenics. I am stable and use my own body weight to strengthen and tone every muscle in my body to perfection. This enables me to clear my mind, ridding it of emotional imperfections.
While strolling on Rome's fashionable Via Del Corso, Adria, my most recent companion, picked out a pair of marvelous Dolce loafers which I occasionally sport when in an upscale-social surrounding or for the upper den lounge in the NorthWest corner of the manor. This is where I usually hold televised conferences, usually with Bloomberg, who I have always considered the most successful medium for quick and through research on financial market data.
Adria is a runway model. Raised in Barcelona and London, now she resides in New York, where she has become the top manikin of choice. She hates when I say that. Truly astonishing. Statuesque. Behold (below).
After the time we spent in Rome we took the MD-80 back to the states. The commercial plane redone to suit private corporate travel by one of my subsidiaries, Avicor. As we approached the runway in Teterboro, and arriving to my penthouse property on the Upper East Side,
..Adria used the jacuzzi while I turned the TV on to see latest developments of a corporate transaction between Wayne Enterprises, Microsoft, and Time-Warner Brothers. This merger has made WE shares triple in profitability. The new inflow of cash will go to help the Tsunami relief effort. What a tragedy.
I will be hosting social functions for the next week here in New York before my return to Gotham.
Who knows how the commissioner has dealt with recent scandals that have happened in the south-side of the city. I done research on the properties that were used for these miedeval like tortures, they all seem to lead to a person I know by sight. I have seen him walk with the men who founded our city. Graying hair, a heavy set jaw, high brow, usually in a double breasted suit. Jack Buchanan.
As I stand here looking at New York's skyline, holding a high-ball filled with frozen cherries and a J&B, I glance back at Adria who is now out of the shower, nude, laying on the satin sheets in the suite. She motions to come closer as she bites her lower lip, urging me to consume her. I smile devilishly.