Scott
Prologue
The heavens had opened. Thaddeus Good the Miami Gators infamous African-American star linebacker shivered then pulled the collar on his cashmere sports jacket up higher in an effort to keep the cold rain at bay. At 6’5 and 240ilbs he cut impressive figure with his smooth baldhead and a diamond earring in his ear.
It was late October, and he had taken the opportunity after the game in New York to attend the opening of the latest collections at one of his many girlfriends art gallery in Chelsea. Unfortunately in a foolish moment of weakness the huge man had decided to walk to the gallery and had got caught in the rain.
He had met the sexy Nina Tarasov, who specialized in discovering up and coming artists, at a party he had attended in Miami. In her early forties, barely 5'0", athletically toned with a tightly rounded ass and good-sized pert little enhanced breasts that jutted out proudly from her small frame the pixie cut brunette had looked like a little fairy when she had bounced up and down on his cock and screaming his name to the rooftops. The reason that kept him visiting her for booty calls though was because Nina had a unique knack for discovering artists for him to invest in and pick up before anybody else.
Art had always been Thaddeus’s true passion ever since he was a child. He had even majored in Modern Art at college much to surprise of both his coaches and professors who taught him, but it wasn’t until he was drafted that he could afford to purchase any. He had decided to turn up to this opening because Nina had told him the new jewel in her empire would be showing. A superstar called Jeanie Watson. Whom apart from being one
