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Post by ANASTAYSIA NECI TOLSTOY on Feb 13, 2012 16:11:59 GMT -5

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ANASTAYSIA NECI TOYSTOY

( TWENTY FOUR ) ( FEMALE ) ( MANAGER ) ( ITS ALL LOVE ) ( STRAIGHT )

HISTORY:

I guess my life so far has been pretty lucky actually. I don't really have any traumatic memories, or life threatening struggles. I was born in St. Petersburg Russia to my mother and father who I suppose were an interesting couple. My dad was a billionaire in Russia, he owned a meat packing company and my mother was an American model who was a very famous Playboy Bunny. The two were odd because my father was far into his sixties and my mother was just hitting thirty. Most people saw the relationship and automatically saw gold digger, but I could see the love they had. My mom is intelligent and bright, extremely energetic and playful. My dad on the other hand is rather pessimistic and dark. It was clear growing up with them that they had a true bond. Their relationship was very real to me, and they had just as much love for each other as they had for me. Their money made sure I had nothing but the best in life, I was literally fed from a silver spoon, but also showered in culture. My dad had me reading literature at a young age and my mom had me take classes upon classes about art, and drawing.

My young life is Russia is more then any kid could really ask for, it was special. However it was also hard for me. I wasn't the most attractive looking child. I was slightly pudgey, and had oddly pale skin, my eyes were also over sized and 'buggy'. At home we spoke nothing but English so my accent and trouble speaking Russian didn't help blend me in Let's just say the high classed, well bred children I was around did not take to me very well. I was mercilessly teased and mocked. I learned to keep to myself, and started to read more and more. My intelligence grew and my distaste for people as well. It wasn't long before my mother became concerned for my psyche and begged my father to retire early and move back to her hometown

I was twelve when we came back to the states and not long after moving in I started puberty. A time which for most kids is hell, turned out to be very beneficial for me. My mom genes kicked in, and well I stopped being made fun of, that's for sure. My chubby thighs became my ass, and my over sized cheeks turned into breasts. That pale skin everyone hated evened out and became something people doted upon. I knew I was attractive, I knew how to get what I wanted from it too. It didn’t long for me to start using my body to get exactly what I wanted from people. I had no problem flirting with a teacher to turn a B into an A, or even the small things like getting a free brownie in the lunch line. While at this point I was doing a very good job of playing the part of desperate slut, I actually wasn’t at all. See, I was popular and people loved me. I, however, loved my parents, books, and being alone. I had my own little private world and people only used other people to get what I wanted. That was until I met Elijah. He was the loner little kid when we met, but we clicked very well and were completely inseparable during high school. I love him. Elijah is that one person that I can’t always get what I want out of, he isn’t in awe of my looks or body, and doesn’t care about sex. It’s safe to say, I met my match with him. I can fight with him, and know that I won’t outsmart him or distract him to get my way. I love it. Elijah breaks down the side of me that thinks all people are awful, and that is scared to let people in. He just shows me the good in the world, and helped me love life in a way that no one will ever really understand. I know that Elijah is good for me, but some people disagree. Elijah has issues, and he depends on me a lot. I don’t mind but many people think he holds me back.

See, after high school there weren’t a lot of good colleges in the area, but I couldn’t stand to leave Elijah on his own. So I picked community college, a move that my family saw as crazy since I could have gone to any university I wanted. But I didn’t mind. My parents were very disappointed and refused to pay for a ‘second rate’ school. So with Elijah, who is slightly incapable of holding down a decent job I did what I had been doing for years; using my body. I started to model, but because of my overall looks it was less than innocent. Still, it paid for school and got me and Elijah an apartment, though he was less than pleased with it. I honestly enjoyed it, taking off my clothes and having people tell me how gorgeous I looked and gawk at me. It makes you feel powerful. Even after I graduated with a degree in music business I didn’t stop, but again used it to my advantage. I did music videos, and after taking my top off for a few big names bands I got enough attention to slip a label owner me resume. It wasn’t easy, but anyone with a brain can tell I’m not just a pair of tits. I worked my way up for a few years, but I’m quick and brainy so getting to be a manager couldn’t have been easier. The past few years has been a lot of balancing Elijah’s needs and my job, but not I got him a job as a merch seller on tour, so things are gonna go back to normal.

( DIA ) ( SEVENTEEN ) ( A SHIT TON ) ( EASTERN ) ( LOUISE CLIFFE )

Post by ANASTAYSIA NECI TOLSTOY on Feb 13, 2012 16:11:59 GMT -5

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