*Pilar*
I am laying on the bed in the tent, I had been a bit reluctant when I heard we was staying in tents, but these are nice. I had needed a bit of alone time.. I mean Emilia and Matt are always kinda lovey dovey, and now Nina is like constantly flirting with Nick.. So I went to the tent.

My phone plings again.. it's not the first time, but I pick it up.. I don't have the energy.. I have a lot of notifications.. a lot of comments.. part of me do not want to read them.. I know they will make me feel bad.

Yeah I know, getting told you are beautiful and sexy should probably make you happy.. but mostly it doesn't.. cause I know it just them trying to get to me.. them wanting to use me.. but no one is ever gonna use me again.. nope instead I am using them.. they deserve it.

Another private message:

'you are so beautiful'.

I make a face but answers nicely.

'Thanks'.

I mean the message was nice, and maybe that is all he wants to tell me.

  'Where are you from ?'

Okay he is still being nice.. even if I know where it is going, some part of me keep hoping.. wanting there to be nice guys out there.

'Buenos Aires, Argentina.. but in Texas right now'.

I wait for a bit seeing the sign that he is answering.. I mean don't misunderstand... I have no interest in him no matter what.. but the idea that there was at least some men out there who are.. not total pigs or idiots, would.. well help.

'Oh a sexy latina.. You are spicy women. I am from Senegal... you know Senegal ?'

I sigh.. okay I have nothing against any race or religion in general.. at all.. but my experience is that these african men writing women like this are one of two things.. a scammer.. even though they mostly pretend to be from somewhere else.. or they are desperate.

'Yes I know of Senegal'.

'You been to Senegal ? most beautiful country in Africa'.

I feel like rolling my eyes.. always the same.. I am not sure yet if he is a scammer or desperate.. Maybe both.

'No, never been to Africa'.

'Oh you need to come.. visit you stay with me.. you married ?'

I know I should stop, block him.. something.. but it is like I have to keep going.. like I started this and have to play it through. I know it's weird.. I find it weird myself.

'No plans of going to Africa.. and not married but not looking for anyone'.

I breathe in.. is this what I am worth ? I am not that old.. I am not ugly or unattractive.. why do these men think I am desperate ?

'You come.. I love you so much'.

A groan escapes me.. do I believe in soul mates and love at first sight.. yeah kinda.. but not through a computer.. do I believe you can fall in love online.. sure.. but not by looking at a picture.

'No you don't.. you don't know me.. I could be a total bitch'.

Some people probably do think me a bitch, and I admit that I often act like one towards these men.. but.. it's a way to protect myself.. distance myself.

'I see you are a good woman.. you have a good heart..you are beautiful.. I love you'.

'You don't love me.. you like the way I look.. it's lust not love'.

It's not that I wouldn't want my man to lust for me.. of course I would want that.. but strangers liking me for my looks.. I am not sure why, it makes me feel bad.

'Yes you beautiful.. come here we marry.. I make sweet sex with you'.

Eww gross.. dammit.

'Uhm no thanks.. as I said.. not interested'.

I sigh again.. yup the story of my life.. I open the other message.. it's someone I have talked to before.

'Any new pics for me baby ?'

*Nick*
"So.. happy with the tent ?" I look at Nina as she comes walking up towards the back lawn where I am standing. She is wearing jeans and a white blouse that set off her olive skin perfectly.

She gives me one of those halfway shy smiles I have already noticed she uses a lot. "Yeah.. more than happy, it's great.. almost better than my apartment".

"Yeah they are pretty great aren't they". I shift the weight to my other foot. "I heard something about you being a model.. so I am sure you are used to more luxury".

She tilts her head back as she laughs, she has a really cute laugh. "Well, I guess I do.. but most local stuff.. small magazines.. fairly unknown designers.. I am afraid that I am neither famous or rich".

"Hey as long as you like doing it.. that's the most important right ?" To be honest, I am kinda happy to hear.. not that I have anything against models.. I used to do some fitness modelling myself.. but well most runway models are.. a special breed of women.

"Yeah you are right.. and I can live of it.. I don't need a fortune or fame". She looks around. "So you used to run the company with Matt.. what do you do around here ?"

I nod. "Good question.. Beside being the voice of reason.. I guess I am kinda like Zac's right hand man I guess.. I handle reality.. he handles ideas and dreams".

"You make him sound like.. A big kid who needs supervision". She giggles softly.

"Well.. that's a pretty accurate description". I can't help smiling. "Zac is a good guy.. he has energy that is.. contagious.. just sometimes he needs to be reminded of reality and it's laws.. not like legal laws.. physics".

Her tongue darts out to wet her lips. "Sounds like he is lucky to have a friend like you".

"Thanks". So to be honest I would really like go get to know her better. "So I was about to take the dogs out on a walk.. and check on some things.. do you want to come maybe ?"

"Sure.. I'd love to". There is the shyish smile again. "You know, to see more of the place".

I smile at her, then turn and whistle. "Blue.. Shed.. walk boys".