"Is there any reason you're still here ?" she says, pointing at the door. She throws a pointed glance at the bulging crotch of my pants, a disgusted look on her gorgeous face.
Oops, she looks really pissed off now. And that could mean trouble with my supervisor. I'm still fumbling for words when the sexy actress cuts me off.
"Look, just leave and I'll forget about this" she commands tight-lipped, crossing her arms under her breasts in a typical 'angry female' move. "Now" she hisses.
Ok, I have to leave before I really get into trouble. I can't help stealing a last glance at Angelina Jolie, though : her large breasts pushed up by her crossed arms, her bee-stung lips pressed tightly in anger, her face so beautiful even without make-up.
I nod, about to turn and leave when I see the actress' face turn to fear. I don't have time to react before hearing the distinct sound of a gun readied to shoot, close behind my back.
"Don't move. Don't turn" a female voice hisses at me.
I freeze, stopping my hand from reflexively reaching for my gun. Angelina does not look surprised, but her eyes show fear as she stares behind me.
"Drop your belt. You won't need your gun" the unknown woman goes on, a cruel note in her voice.
Nothing in my training as a simple security guard prepared me for this. As I think furiously, trying to come up with a plan, my dark eyes meet Angelina's beautiful blue ones.
I can't quite read her intent look : is she asking me for help ? comfort ? trying to silently tell me something ?
I only have a few seconds to make a decision.
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