Franc de Luce

Danna gestured something to Summer with an excited look on her face. “Really, do you think that he’ll be here?” Danna nodded her head. “Alright then.”

“Well, who is it?” Vanessa asked.

“It’s an old friend of ours. You may be familiar with him,” Summer said as she put her arm around Danna. “His name is Franc de Luce.”

“Wait, THE Franc de Luce!?” Hal said as his eyes went wide.

“Um, context?” I asked, feeling out of place again not knowing about all this. Ugh, I was probably just embarrassing Vanessa. But, she put her arm around me for reassurance and a kiss on the cheek.

“Franc de Luce is a famous fashion designer and photographer,” Leon said as he finished up his drink. “He’s known for making surprise entrances and underground shows. It would be his M.O. to be running something here.”

Danna nodded her head before signing something to Summer. “Well, Danna has access, so, shall we head down?”

“Ooo, can I join?” Hal asked as he perked up. “I’d love to check out one of Franc de Luce’s shows.”

“I don’t see why not?” Summer said as she looked at Danna. Danna nodded and gestured to the others.

“Nah, I’m good,” Anne said as she waved her hand. “I prefer the party scene up here.”

“And I’ll be up here as well,” Leon said. “Someone has to make sure that this one doesn’t get into trouble. Besides, we’ll spy on Sherri for you.”

“Thanks!” Vanessa said, and with that, the five of us headed off down a bit of a winding path through the sea of people that Summer lead us through.

We ducked down a hallway and into another corridor before heading down a flight of stairs. After a bit, we came across a door where there was a gruff looking guard standing in front. On instinct, Vanessa held my hand closely.

“Halt. No one gets through here,” the man said, holding up his hand. Danna signed a few things to the man, but he just shook his head. “Sorry, I don’t speak sign language.” Danna pouted and looked over at Summer, signing things.

“Now now, there’s no need for that kind of language,” Summer said, gently patting Danna on the forehead. “I believe the phrase right now is, ‘Let the flowers grow wild.’” The man nodded and moved aside. “Come now.” Summer opened up the door while Danna glared at the guard. Vanessa, Hal, and I headed in with Summer and Danna bringing up the rear.

“No no no! More emotion! More drama! More zest!”

“I am giving you all the damn zest I can muster!”

The four of us recognized the second voice as our white-haired beauty. She was dressed up in a very extravagant and ornate dress, and looked quite uncomfortable posing in dramatic ways.

“Girls!” Regina pushed past the camera man and ran over to hug and kiss each of us.

“What is going on?” I asked, holding onto Regina’s waist.

“No no no, you’re ruining the shots! Get back into place!” The camera man snapped at her.

“That would be Franc de Luce,” Summer said as she kissed Regina on the cheek and gently gave her ass a squeeze.

“Please, call me Franc,” Franc said as he walked over to us. He was wearing a fancy jacket with green and purple accents throughout. “Now you get back here and fix the mess you made.”

“Hiss,” Regina said as she hid behind me and Danna.

“What exactly did she do?” I asked, keeping an eye on Regina.

“That.” Franc pointed over to a bed of around eight girls, all naked and lying passed out with smiles on their faces, covered in juices. Their clothes were all strewn about and disheveled. “She fucked all my models silly and now I have no one to model all my wonderful clothes! So, she has to make up for it by modeling them now.”

“Mariaaaaa,” Regina said in a dramatic whiny tone. “This man’s making me dress up for hiiiiim.”

“Well, you fucked his models, so now you have to be responsible for it,” Summer said, not batting an eye as Regina tried to plead at her.

“Um, actually,” I said, nervously taking a step forward, and gestured to Vanessa. “My girlfriend here is a model. I’m sure that she would be more than happy to.”

“Oh?” Franc said as he looked her up and down. “I feel as though I’ve seen you somewhere.”

“Winter 2016,” Hal said as he pushed his way to the front to shake Franc’s hand.

“Ah, yes, I do recall your photos.” Franc happily shook Vanessa’s hand before gently patting her down. “Yes, yes, all the right proportions. She will be an excellent model for my outfits! Let us get you ready!”

“U-Um actually,” Vanessa said before things started getting into motion. “I might have a different plan in mind. I know you like doing underground shows, but, how about something a bit more overt?”

“Oh?” Franc said as he looked at her.