"Finally the queen arrives. Let's get this show on the road."
Jasmine, Barry, and Pueblo sat down while Mr Travers pulled out a DVD. He put it into the DVD player and pushed play.
"Greetings from beyond the grave."
Jasmine rolled her eyes. She had been hoping that the reading would be quick. She wanted to go out and get shitfaced.
"Jasmine my lovely daughter I know you want to get out and get drunk right now but bear with me for a moment. I'm sure you thought I cut you out of the will but I haven't. To my daughter I give you half of the shares of Devane Industries."
Jasmine was shocked and absolutely thrilled. She was now the proud owner of one of the most successful adult entertainment companies in the world.
"Barry my dear son you get the other half."
Jasmine wondered who would get the house. She was afraid that dad would give it to Barry and his husband.
"I want both of my children to share the family home. Get along you two. It is a mansion for shit's sake so enjoy it."
Jasmine was so happy. She felt like dancing but felt like that might be in poor taste especially if she wanted to get a date with the cute lawyer.
"I'm hungry. Let's get something to eat P."
Barry and Pueblo left. They were holding hands. They were so disgustingly cute that Jasmine felt like throwing up. She wouldn't ever admit it to either one but she envied what they had. Jasmine looked at Travers and smiled when he looked her way.
"Want to go grab some dinner."
"I'm sorry Jasmine. I have another engagement."
Jasmine got up and went back upstairs. She slammed the door shut. It wasn't fair that Barry had someone and she didn't. She didn't want to hire another guy to take her out for the evening.
"Screw this I'm a Devane."
Jasmine went back to her closet and pulled out a tight red dress that fit her like a glove. She put on the matching hooker heels and went out to paint the town red and hopefully she'd run into someone that wanted to be fucked until the wee hours of the morning.
To Be Cont.