Cara Delevingne

"It's Cara Delevingne," said Ariel as she covered her phone. She went back to talking on the phone. "Hey girl, what's up? Hold on."

Ariel talks to you. "She wants to meet me for dinner. She's bringing her girlfriend, St. Vincent."

"Sounds good," you say. "Tell her you're looking forward to it, but you need to moisturize your nipples and rectum as they are chafed."

"Sure thing, girly, but I need to moisturize my nipples and rectum. They're chafed...yeah...uh uh...sure thing....Greeleafe Cafe in Beverly Hills 7 pm. See you there!"

You spend tome time taking photos and videos of Ariel acting alike a dog then fuck her doggie style again.

Later, you have her get dressed in a short sunsdress with no underwear. You put on jeans and a nice button down shirt and head to the cafe. It's a trendy sidewalk cafe. You arrive before Cara and St. Vincent and order a bottle of white wine and some breadsticks. You see Cara and St. Vincent heading down the sidewalk towards you.

"Good lord, they really need some fashion advice," you tell Ariel looking at how the two women are dressed.