The Childhood friend

Jenny couldn't believe she was going through with this. Yes she had been betrayed and hurt, but airing everything in public? She thought what she was about to do was a betrayal all on its own.

Her agent seemed to think it was a good idea. She hadn't been working with Isla very long, but already she'd had more bookings with her than in the previous six months with her old agent, Lance.

Lance had been good to her initially. When she had first moved to Toronto and signed with him, he made her feel like a hot commodity. Her schedule had quickly filled up with booking and soon photos of her were in magazines all around the country.

Sure Lance was definitely a misogynist, and if he had said 'yellow fever' one more time she probably would have stabbed him, but as long as he kept her fully employed she'd been happy to keep going.

The last year or so she had really noticed the slowdown in work. She wondered if it was the industry as a whole, or maybe just her particular look. That is until she was at a show to support a friend and saw Lance there with a much younger model. She understood then that she'd been replaced. So when Isla offered to represent her and assured her she would get her more bookings, she felt it was time to jump ship.

Isla had delivered right away and soon Jenny was so busy she forgot all about Lance and his latest project.

Then one day Isla called with bad news. She told her that her partner was unfaithful and she had proof. Jenny didn't believe it, until she saw the photos. There she was, kissing some strange man in a restaurant.

Jenny couldn't believe it. She was so angry, with Stephanie of course, but with herself to for being played. She wanted to go confront Stephanie immediately, but Isla had told her about a different idea.

Isla had been able to get her bookings, but the truth is she was getting older and modeling was a cutthroat industry. Isla had an in on a reality show and told Jenny that she could get her chance to confront Stephanie and get **** on her, and if she won she could have all her dreams come true.

If Jenny had been in her right frame of mind she might have pushed back harder against Isla, but as it was she was so upset she found herself going along with it. She had blindly signed the contract and was now standing in front of the cruise ship.

What do you wear to confront your cheating girlfriend on tv? Well Jenny wanted to look confident, but also sexy to remind her of what she was giving up. She had spent she's trying for the perfect outfit. In the end she had settled on a short skirt and high heels, Stephanie always commented on her beautiful calves after all, and a tight t-shirt that exposed her midriff. She put the perfect amount of makeup on and put her hair in pigtails. It made her look younger, but always drove Stephanie wild.

"Well here goes nothing." She said to herself, as she walked up the gangway. Opening the door to the great hall she saw Isla and a man sitting on a throne on a stage and a group of people seated in front. She recognized him from the photos, he was the affair partner, and there was Stephanie, staring back at her in shock.

Jenny tried to project confidence as she walked up towards the stage. She tried to gather all her angry and she pointed at Stephanie and shouted, "I know you've be cheating on me, how could you?" Jenny couldn't keep the anger and instead started crying. She closed her eyes and cried. She heard noises but didn't pay attention until she felt a hand on her back.

"Jenny, Jenny it's going to be ok." It was him, the mystery man. How dare he steal her girlfriend and then try to comfort her. She turned to face him to tell him off, but then seeing his face she stopped. The photos had been from far away, but up close he looked familiar, but she couldn't quite place him. "Jenny, it's Eric. Eric Stuart. Chapman street, remember."

She continued to stare at him. Eric. She could see the resemblance to her old friend. Could it really be him. What was he doing here? He was the affair partner?

"Eric, yes. My God, it's really you isn't it. It's been so long. What on Earth is going on here?"

"Ah Earth. Yes. Well now that we are all aboard we finally departed, so we aren't on Earth anymore my dear." Isla said with a grin. "But yes I can see you are confused. It would be fun to let you stew a little longer, but why don't you start by introducing yourself and then maybe Eric can connect the dots for us." Isla clapped her hands and Jenny felt herself **** to speak.

"My name is Jenny Mason. I am 35 years old. I am a model based out of Toronto. I met my girlfriend Stephanie at an industry event about a year ago and we've been dating since. I know Eric from my childhood. We grew up as next door neighbours. We were best friends until he moved away. We tried to keep in touch for a while, but the distance was just too great. I haven't spoken to him since I was 15."

When she was finished Eric slowly looked over at Stephanie. "Was it all a lie? I..I…I can't believe it. I thought we had something special, I thought we were going to get married, spend the rest of our lives together. We've been dating for two years and you've been cheating on me for half of it?"

Before Stephanie could answer Sarah stood up, "Two years? Oh my god. That's why you broke up with me. You were cheating on me with him, and then the model comes along and you decide three is too many and so you dropped me, is that it? I can't believe I ever loved you."

Stephanie looked down at her feet. She wanted to defend herself. She wanted to make excuses. Really, she wanted to run away.

"Isla what's going on? This is sick, did you know Stephanie was cheating on all of us? And what's with these other people? Don't tell me they are Stephanie's other lovers?" Jenny was angry. Clearly Eric, and this other girl were both as devastated as she was. They weren't sneaking around behind her back, it was all Stephanie. Isla seemed to be taking the drama in gleefully. Yes, Jenny understood a reality tv show needs drama, but she'd thought Isla was on her side.

"Oh my dear, you really ought to read things before you sign them. All of you really, I'm disappointed. But that doesn't matter, as far as I am concerned you've all consented to this. So everyone be quiet and return to your seats. It's time to bring everyone up to speed. Once again welcome to Harem Hotel Cruise edition, I am your captain and host Isla. Time to go over the rules."