Halle Berry sighed softly as she stretched awake, she got out of her large queen sized and walked to the bathroom wearing little but a nightgown which was hanging off her loosely revealing her body. The bare light brown breasts, the thin waist, the slight hips, and the hairless pussy. She walked in and went to the sink running some water over her hands. She cupped her hands and lowered her head splashing the water on her face. She shuddered at the cold water but raised her head, fully awake and looked in the mirror. "Girl... you look like shit." She said plainly. The hair was ruffled the eyes puffy and the cheeks slightly drawn. "Gotta get to work." She said and began to 'clean' herself up.
1 hour later
Halle brushed her head absently as she went to the door to grab her computer to see what mail she had for the day. She booted it up and while it loaded she went to the kitchen to grab a mug of cold coffee and placed it in her microwave turning it on for 30 seconds. She went back to her computer and logged in. She then opened her Firefox browser and logged in to her e-mail. The Microwave dinged and she was about to go when the browser finally loaded, she had 4 new e-mails. She went to get her coffee.
Drinking from the bitter drink she sat down and looked at the mail. 1 was a spam mail which she promptly deleted the other 2 was from her agent, and one from a unknown that read as 'New-U'. She raised an eyebrow and read the first one. 'Halle baby! listen we just got picked to do an advertisment for a new soda project 'The F-Soda' no idea what it stands for but the ad features you drinking some, don't worry though this stuff isn't ready for product placement so you'll be drinking from a coke or something similar. Call me if you want this one' Halle placed a hand on her chin. She then backed out and clicked another e-mail.
She took another sip of coffee, and read 'Halle got a photo gig for you some scientist made some kind of miracle formula that's supposed to give guys and girls a bit more... shall we say 'oomph' and he wants you to do a picture of a before and after. You don't have to use the stuff got a team that'll give you fake boobs for it. Call me if you want this gig!' Halle Berry sat there sighing.
She looked at the screen with a bored look, 'IF I'm honest with myself none of these sound appealing but I haven't done shit in a while... and I'm not getting any younger... so... Should I go for these or see what else is there to offer?'
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