Head in the Game

                                    

                                          

Theme Song: "A Mess" by Ella Mai
Getting home, Winter actually takes Lavender's advice to heart. Putting as much sexy, slinky, sheer clothes in her suitcase that will fit, Winter calls the boys before bed.
"Hey momma!"
"Hi, Noxy! where's LJ?"
"He's here. Look LJ, it's mommy!"
"Hi, LJ!"
"Are you comin a'morrow?"
"Laurent, stop being disrespectful. Mommy said hi!"
"Hello, momma." He stresses.
"Well, I love you guys so much and I'll see you tomorrow afternoon."
"Ok! I so a'cited, mommy! I love you all the way to the moon and back, momma!"
"I love you too, my Noxy! I'll see you tomorrow. Bye, LJ. I love you so much and I'll see you tomorrow, Pop."
"Ok, we finna see."
"You're workin towards bein spanked when I see you tomorrow."
"Why?! That's not fair!"
"Yes it is, you're being very rude. Hhhh." Sighing, Winter reminds herself that she did disappear for 2 months. "Goodnight. I love you both and I will see you tomorrow. Goodnight and no bad dreams." 
Hanging up, Winter blows out exasperated raspberries and pin curls her hair before bed.
As her alarm clock goes off, she hears Lavender's words on repeat to look as sexy as possible. Channeling old Hollywood glam, Winter releases her pin curls as they fall around her face and frame it beautifully. Her bright red lipstick compliments her lightly blushed cheeks. Pulling on her knee high light slate gray boots, she turns side to side.
Her short matching gray suede mini skirt hugs her hips and rounded ass perfectly. Her perky breasts sit perfect in her alternating solid and sheer vertically striped bodycon leotard. Smiling deviously, she grabs her trench coat and heads to the car service Laurent sent. Calling Lavender on video chat while on the plane, she waits for her to answer.
"Hey my favorite little whore!"
"Good afternoon, my ment-whore!"
"Oh bitch, you are serving EVERYTHING! WINTER! Bitch you look gorgeous! I'm so proud of you! I thought you were gonna be a chicken shit!"
"Nope! You like?!"
Panning her whole outfit for Lavender, Winter smiles as she squeals and claps.
"Mama. I LOVE it! But no nonnie tonight! Oh this is gonna be perfect! Hathor, she is gonna need that shield cause he is bout to be fused to you tighter than that shirt on those nippies, honey!"
"God, you're insane! I love you and I'll keep you updated!"
"Love you, pretty bitch!"
"Bye babes!" Winter blows her a kiss.
Closing her eyes, she naps the rest of the flight.
"Mrs.Baptiste? We're here." Opening her eyes, Winter sees the pretty flight attendant that has alerted her.
"Mmm, thank you." Winter smiles and stretches.
Gazing out of the window, the beautiful orange and pink sherbert sun is fading effortlessly into the raspberry taffy like clouds. Gathering her belongings, Winter makes it to the steps of the plane. Stepping out into the dusky setting sun, the warmth envelopes her. Suppressing a shitty smile, she looks out at the only car on the private tarmack. A glistening New Orleans Saints gold Bentley Bentayga, that would match her's if she hadn't sold it. Slowly walking down the stairs, Winter's thick soft meticulous curls bounce perfectly.