<div class="floatleft">(https://www.desktopbackground.org/download/480x800/2012/08/05/432238_hd-blake-lively-wallpapers_1920x1080_h.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(https://7694deb147aa32ae607b-93625508945e04b526d4f9d8983b539e.ssl.cf2.rackcdn.com/product-hugerect-1323016-210886-1511941750-65dd16da83c4601e12c2ff25f9399bdd.png)</div>“I feel like a piece of hanging meat at a meat market.” She whispered to Francesca as she looked around the room at the variety of men. “This is worse than your fucking speed dating idea. I swear if that guy with the beer belly buys me I’m making you go instead.” Turning towards the bar she smiled sweetly towards the tender and pointed to her empty glass with a soft pout of her lower lip. ‘Two drinks my ass’ she thought. The tender was young and a bit nerdy and the attention of the pretty blonde was enough to make him fill her gin and tonic back up and drop in an extra cherry. “You are a saint.” She whispered as she winked one of her long lashes towards him.<br/><br/>Picking up the drink she turned around and whispered to her friend again. “I’m going to look at all the wonderful donations that I can’t buy. Good luck fishing.” She smiled playfully towards her before slipping into the crowd. Where some of the girls tonight had worn pale colors and simple blacks Delilah didn’t want to be missed. Her normally 5’7 height had been jacked up to almost 6 feet with her 5 inch black strappy heels. A body that could only be described as ‘bangin’ by college douche bag freshman was wrapped in a dress so tight it looked painted on. It was red and lace, what there was of it. Cut down the front nearly to her belly button it left the front of her full breasts on display teasingly. The back was cut down to the top of her ass so that each move she made showed the flex of her muscles and curve of her lower back. The skirt had been slit so high that the golden clasp of her garter belt below nearly shown. With her honey blonde hair in soft pin waves that framed her face.<br/><br/>Moving along the table she glanced down at everything that had been donated. Trips and spa days and massages. A month ago she would have spent a fortune all for the sake of the sick homeless dogs or something she didn’t really care it was about the dresses and the drinks and tonight.. About finding new money. Sure maybe some of the girls here tonight were here for “love” but Delilah wasn’t stupid. She knew love was fleeting and it was fickle and the minute you turned your back he was out fucking another woman. She wanted to find someone who could help her to maintain a lifestyle that she had grown acustom to.<br/><br/>As her blue eyes moved across the papers watching the money being wasted, anything that didn’t benefit her was a waste. She noticed the diving gear.. That was an odd thing, most of this stuffed suits didn’t touch water unless it was sparkling. Her glossy lips wrapped around the end of her straw and took a drink before she saw the surfboard. Growing up in LA she had learned to surf when she was six years old and it was a passion of hers. She knew most of the signatures on it and it made her ache to have the money to buy it.<br/><br/>After a minute of longing she turned away from the table and moved back towards the mingle of people. A 24 hour date huh? Delilah knew she could make a man fall in love with her in less than a day.. The only question was who was she going to play with?<br/>