The Agent: Book One

Part 10- Margot Robbie

The Agent- Margot Robbie

Margot would come by from time to time and spend the day with my mother and me. She really had a good relationship with my parents as they were friends with Scorsese who made her famous by putting her in The Wolf of Wall Street. She had blown up by then, both as an actress and as a symbol of Hollywood beauty. You always found her attractive and the fact that she was now a very prominent icon for the foot fetish world thanks to Tarantino was also an added attraction, but you did your best every time she was around. She was going to stay with your mother at the family home but wanted to go out and have some fun and so you agreed to take her around and show her a good time.

Which was usually a given as you always did have fun with her. She had gotten to dressing a lot like how she did when she was playing Sharon Tate and you thought it fit her. You went out for drinks and dancing at a club that would allow for some privacy. The night went on late and long as you were thankfully sober enough to drive as Margot had gotten a little drunk and as you drove her to your mother's house she had kicked her flats off and out her feet on the dash of your car. You thought you were being sneaky by sneaking a peek at them but she had obviously done it on purpose as she was looking right at you, you shake your head as you chuckle as laughs at you, and giggles as she runs her left foot over her right. "I didn't know you rolled that way too. Jesus i guess I better be glad I didn't get those implants" she giggled and pushes your arm as you admit that you did and that you were sorry but she shrugs and said she didn't care, that Quentin sorta made her feel less creeped out by it. You didn't press and soon pulled into your family home's driveway.