The Langoliers| Juliet (Casual)

[JACK THE RIPPER]

Every few months, Victor had to overcome his fear of flying to go to his bosses' headquarters in Bangor, Maine. One, he didn't like having a boss--this was for the wholesaling, so he had many superiors, mainly tobacco companies. Two, who picks Maine to start a tobacco business? Specifically Bangor. Why not Portland, or Augusta even? Did it ever occur to them to move out of Maine once they got big enough?

But whatever. The meeting went as they usually did--slowly with nothing to say. Victor had been known to drift off, as he knew several others did too, but this time he had been fully awake through the whole agonizing thing. I should have been a doctor, I should have been a doctor, repeated itself in his mind. It had been the only thing he wanted, but his financial position in college hadn't allowed him to pursue it, and it was too late to start now. Besides, he was a doctor. In a sense.

It was so good to be back. Even being a few days away from NYC made him realize how much he loved it. It was a smelly, corrupted Hell hole, and he loved it there. He'd left Bangor International with a great sense of relief, and when he'd landed at LaGuardia, he felt it again. Victor stood there waiting for his baggage, looking about with the expression of someone expectant, as if he had suspected that NYC would change while he was gone for three days.

[JULIET CAPULET]

Juliet sat comfortably on her family private jet, she had just returned from a weekend in Saint Tropez. It was good to get away from New York for a little bit,she loved being in Europe and especially in the French Riviera. In France,there was not so much focus on her and her family, in Europe they were just another socialite. That was one thing,Juliet liked about Europe that she could let her guard down and just be herself without putting a front. She could not do that in New York,she had to be perfect every minute,she did not know who could be observing her.The last thing that she needed was that she be front page of the Times or Tabloid magazine.Her family would not allow that,she did not know what could happen to her.So whenever she was home in New York,Juliet was the perfect princess.

She sat back in her chair as one of her flight attendants whisper to her that they would be arriving to New York soon. The private Boeing 767-200 owned was always parked in La Guardia Airport but nobody knew which one was the plane since it looked like any other regular jet at La Guardia.Her family was careful to guarded their privacy so they would not be mobbed or photograph as they got on their jet. Juliet preferred the smaller jets that her family owned, it was more private and comfortable.

The girl sighted as she looked out of the window as the plane made it's final descent into New York City.Juliet fixed her seat belt as she took sip of her tea and just waited to land. She wanted to be back in New York already,she had some many things to do. Juliet opened her calendar and looked at her social calendar. The girl sighted,she had so many things she had to do but she though there was not enough time to finish them all.

As she opened her eyes, she looked out of the window she noticed that the plane was taxing to the private hangar. The girl was happy that she was back in New York, so she could get the things that she needed to do. The plane taxi to the hangar, when it stopped, Juliet stood up and grabbed her Louis Vuitton purse as she walked down
the stairs.

The girl stepped off the stairs, she was quickly surrounded by security as she walked into the terminal.Juliet put her bug eye sunglasses on as she entered the terminal. The girl was surrounded by her parents security as she rushed through the terminal.Juliet was nervous,she did not understand the need for security. She continued walking as she passed baggage claim as she looked down her I-Phone.She notice a man that she recognized,she stopped and spoke, "Mr.Griiffiths, you fly commercial?"Juliet's security surrounded her as she looked at the man.

[JACK THE RIPPER]

The sweet voice that belonged undoubtedly to a teenage girl caught Victor's attention, turning his head to see who on earth could have addressed him. He didn't really talk with teenage girls, because really, why would he? Though he wasn't all that surprised to see young Juliet Capulet and her broad-shouldered baby sitters standing behind him. She was always traveling somewhere- Mother, I want to go to London again. Yes, dear. Alright, dear.

He turned to the side, hands in his pockets, and gave her a warm smile. "You know I pinch my pennies, Miss Juliet," he said, tilting his head slightly. That girl had a mighty sharp tongue. He wouldn't have minded tearing it out of her face. Of course, none of that showed in his demeanor.

Victor shuffled aside a bit, giving a nod to the departing Mr. Capulet. The Capulets owned the land on which his livelihood stood, as well as the apartment complex in which he lived. One wrong word to Juliet and life as he knew it would be pulled out from under him, but he was used to giving tight-lipped smiles to the undeserving.

"Where are you guys coming back from?" he asked casually, grabbing his passing suitcase as it slid by and then glancing back at Juliet. Her parents, ever yielding, seemed perfectly happy chatting with some of the security guards while Juliet had her 'fun'. Victor only smiled again at her.

[JULIET CAPULET]

The young Capulet did not like stop at the airport to chat,if she was up to her, she already be sitting inside her family's Rolls Royce Phantom and on the way to the Upper-East Side of Manhattan. Queens to her had stench of dead skunk,she did her best to stay out of that borough unless she was flying from La Guardia. Besides Manhattan, she tried to avoid the other boroughs, she looked down at high society people that choose to live outside of Manhattan.She did not understand why would people with money would live outside of Manhattan.Since 1800s, the New York socialites had populated Manhattan, she did not see no reason to break that tradition.But each people did what they wanted to,Juliet was just happy that she lived in Manhattan.

"Oh God,Really?I would need to take three baths with scented flowers shampoos to take the stench of flying commercially out of my body.I can not conceive flying in commercial airline."That was the truth,Juliet had never flown commercial it was no conceive that a Capulet would book fly in some airline with food heat up in a microwave. Anywhere they had to go,Capulet had fleet of private jets and cars available to them.Juliet had to her disposition the family yatch, "Lady Liberty." if she was going somewhere in New York State like the Hamptons or Fisher Island. Her family lived up to the standard,the old money families in New York had set in the 1800s, it was high precedent to live by. And the Capulets tried their best to live to them, it was best way to keep their social circle to rich and powerful families.

Jules did not like to have much contact with any tenants of her Father's lands. But she did not mind talking to Victor since her Father tolerate and had some business with him.If he did not have any business with her parents,she would probably ignore him and just keep walking. Yeah,she was stuck up and bitchy but there was not much she could do,that is how she was brought off.

"Saint Tropez,I spent week in the French Riviera."Her family had a house on the beach in French Riviera,it was one of the best places to go seclude and be able to be normal. She loved Europe and Jules did not mind flying there any time she could. The girl just smiled at him as she stood there.

[JACK THE RIPPER]

Victor looked at his watch a minute. He had another goddamn meeting on the other side of town in thirty minutes. Sigh. Well, if he could slaughter a whore and then skip a few neighborhoods in ten minutes to kill another, he could make this meeting. Besides, this time, he was to be heading the meeting, so basically any time he showed would be "on time".

"Oh God, really? I would need to take three baths with scented flowers shampoos to take the stench of flying commercially out of my body. I can not conceive flying in commercial airline."

If she didn't shut her pretty pink mouth, he'd see to it that she didn't conceive anything for the rest of her pale, shallow little life. "Well," he said, shrugging lightly, "I'm not as delicate as you, and I've learned to block them out, really."

Victor was only where he was because he was a professional with climbing the social ladder, and nothing more than that. He'd come from nothing, his education was good as nothing, and all his life, he had used his sharp, clever mind to get exactly what he wanted. Now, he was in a place where he did not have to answer questions about his past; he was beyond being submissive, and that was one of the reasons he loved it up here.

"Saint Tropez, I spent week in the French Riviera."

"Fun!" he commented with the tone of an enthusiastic uncle. He was a good deal older than her; he knew her father rather well, so it wasn't an odd occurrence that he and Juliet spoke together every once in awhile, and he'd gotten to know her. Well, as well as one could get to know a shallow little girl. And that was how he thought of her; a little girl.

Victor leaned to the side slightly. "Look, I'd better start going. Walk and talk?" he suggested, gesturing ahead of them and picking up his suitcase by the handle. One of Jules' bodyguards looked at him sternly, making Victor turn a cold eye and smile at the man, almost in a challenging way.

[JULIET CAPULET]

Jules wanted to leave Queen already and head back to Manhattan especially leave the airport. The girl just rolled her eyes as she walked through the terminal, she would need a good bubble bath with a lot of candles to get rid of the putrid smell inside this forbidden airport. Jules did not understand, why couldn't they just escort her out of the back door so she did not need to have contact with the common people. It was annoying to smell them or even stand in the same room with them. The girl did not want see them or even hear them, she found all of them annoying always reading the tabloids trying to find the latest dirt about some socialites or celebrities. She wonder if their life was so boring,they did not have anything better to do than read about other people.

"As If, I'm not delicate, it just contact with those people would bring shame to my family.Great Great Grandmother would be rolling around her grave if she knew talk to somebody below my social status."Jules rolled her eyes as she walked in the terminal.The girl was determined to leave the airport and headed back to where she was going.

Jules had learn a thing or two from her Mother and that was tolerate people even if she did not like them.And that was what she was doing with Victor,she was tolerating him because her family liked him.The reason that her family escaped Jules, she did not understand why they would like him.But as long as they were friendly with him,she was going be friendly and nice to him.

As her security open the doors to exit the terminal, she looked at him,
"Look,I will give you lift to where you headed."She clapped her hands as one of her security took his luggage. Jules smiled as she slide inside the Rolls Royce Phantom and smiled at Victor. "So where you going exactly?'Jules looked behind her and notice the the Escalade trailing them. She opened the centerfold and took a glass and pour herself a cup of wine. Juliet looked at him,
"Would you like some wine?"

[JACK THE RIPPER]

Victor followed her through the terminal with a discreet roll of the eyes, walking briskly next to her as she almost urgently made her way to the exit.

"As If, I'm not delicate, it just contact with those people would bring shame to my family.Great Great Grandmother would be rolling around her grave if she knew talk to somebody below my social status."

"Well, then, I suppose it's important that you honor your grandmother..." he said tentatively, wrinkling his nose at the body guard who was almost literally breathing down his neck. What was the worst thing he could do to Juliet in a crowded airport? Whatever. People needed to stop acting like this girl was a big deal. It would only take a quick movement of his wrist to rid the world of her forever, and they were treating her like some sort of Aryan goddess.

He was slightly taken aback when Juliet abruptly offered to take him home, the same temperamental body guard wrenching his luggage out of his unsuspecting hands and nudging him roughly into the car next to Jules. "Well- well, I suppose, if you don't mind." Victor looked behind him, out of the back window, as the high-class vehicle began to roll with barely any of his consent. What a forward girl.



"So where you going exactly?"

"My apartment," he replied, finally managing to sit back, looking over as he watched her take out some glasses. His high-rise was owned by Juliet's father, and had been the setting of quite a few of their business meetings, so Jules probably knew where he meant.

"Would you like some wine?"

"Sure, sure," he said, a little distractedly, and accepted the wine once she poured it; he reached out and took it from her, letting his hand linger a moment and causing their fingers to brush. It reminded him of the opening to some cheap sex scene, and he smirked from sheer amusement, pulling his hand back and taking a sip of wine.

[JULIET CAPULET]

Juliet gave Victor a look as she took a sip of her wine, she put her cup down and just look at Victor. There was something about him,that was charming and attractive in a creepy kind of way. The girl had so many dirt thoughts about him in her mind, she could not really tell him what were they. But in truth and reality, she never really wanted anything to do with him because he was her Father's tenants, she did not mix or dated the clientele. If there was one thing, she wished though if she was stretch over Vic's lap and he started spanking him, she would find that hot. She just brushed all those feelings off her mind, they were just young girl's dirty thoughts. Juliet could not be sleeping around, she had a reputation to upkeep and the last thing, she needed to do was sleep with a renter like Victor.

She kept observing him, the girl truly wanted a piece of him but she would not make a move. After all, he probably still had the stench of the commercial airlines, the girl didn't want that stench on her fine couture clothes. But truthfully, Juliet was horny and she would tap his ass even if he was a dirty renter who had owned large sums of money to her Father.All her dirty though were just that dirty thoughts of a young girl who had fantasies. It was not the first time, that Juliet had these fantasies when she was younger, she had poster of male artist on her wall, that she hoped one day that she could fuck. Those posters were nothing more than dream and fantasies of the young Juliet, she would not risk anything to damage the Capulet last name.

The girl just fixed herself on her seat, she adjusted her skirt to show a little bit of her panties and maybe little bit more if Victor would look closely. But Juliet did not expect anything from him, he probably scared what her Father might do,if he ever find out that he put his dirt paws on Juliet. Juliet pour herself another cup of wine and just sighted, there was not much she could do. It would come a time,when she would had sex and not be virgin anymore until then she had a vibrator, a dildo and her fingers to entertain herself. She took a big gulp of her wine and just smiled at Victor, the girl was wondering what he was thinking.

"You still own the restaurant near Fifth Avenue?I should drop by one of these days for lunch."The girl smiled as she looked at him and just slowly let her fingers rubbed the front of her panties. Juliet took another gulp of her wine and just smiled as she moaned softly. She was not going do anything stupid, just tease him until she couldn't no more. Juliet smiled at him,
"You know it's nice you took ride with me, I'm usually alone in the Rolls Royce without accompany."Juliet smiled as she continued drinking her wine.