Chapter 160

• To be a model or a whore
• Hera had always dreamt of modeling. Ever since she was a little girl she’d imagined herself strutting down the runway at fashion week, tall, lithe and beautiful, all eyes on her as she captivated the crowd with her stunning elegance and grace.
• Life was cruel, though. Hera was not tall and stick-thin. She did not have the grace of a supermodel. She was pretty, had a good complexion, sparkling eyes, and nice, firm natural breasts that were much bigger than any runway model. The boys fancied her, and she was learning to be content with that, even if it wasn’t what she had wanted.