Billionaire's Auction: Uncovering the BBW by Lara Stern Page B

girls will peak my interest and I can get to know them in the future. “
    “And they can get to know you. “
    “Right, of course!” He added as if an afterthought.
    “Whelp, that’s basically it.”
    “Sounds pretty thought out.” Dawn said. “So what do I do?”
    “I’ll need you to coordinate all of the girls. I have the stations set up by the tech guys, but to be honest they’re not really the best at working with people. Everyone has their skill sets. Dawn, I’m not looking to start a circus here, but the fact of the matter is that there is a great deal of money on the line for these women. I’m doing my best to filter them out, but some are going to slip through. Tensions will be high, and I need someone with a gentle touch to keep things in line.”
    “Alright, well I’ll do my best.”
    “Great.” He clapped his hands together “Zach here will show you around, get you familiar with everything.”
    Cartwright had her so busy the time flew by. That afternoon she coordinated the installation of the testing systems and reviewed the media going out across the city. It seemed larger than life, and when she slipped into bed at the end of the long day she found herself wondering if it would work. Would anyone even show up? It had the potential to be a massive flop, and more than a little embarrassing to her client.
    “Billionaire Anthony Cartwright seeking his perfect woman. Could it be you?”
    Ha.
    The parking lot was packed. Seattle seemed to be practically leaking beautiful women. They came in shuttles and taxis… the sidewalk was crowded for blocks. Everywhere you could hear the *clack* of high heels and the chirping of excited friends.
    Pulling into her reserved space Dawn felt her heart drop.
    The morning was like a warzone. It took every bit of her considerable skills to keep the ship sailing, but sail it did. By lunch she had managed to put a shocking number of girls through the simple algorithmic software with only a few hiccups. There was a power outage that sent Cartwright spiraling into her office, a whirlwind of anxiety and kind hearted pecking. He seemed more interested in watching Dawn solve the situation than jumping in himself, but she could tell that it was nearly killing him.
    Then she realized that his legs were shaking. That was a first.
    A few new power sources and a reset breaker later and everything were back to normal. By 1PM they had logged the results for an impressive 12,000 women. All in all things were going well.
    At lunch things were almost half quiet and Dawn pulled the tablet she had forgotten from her purse. She turned it on with a swipe, leaving a half circle of dressing from her Italian sub. She nervously wiped it away and opened the survey app with a smile.
    “Would you rather dance naked in the rain, or walk across a frozen lake?”
    What the fuck?
    She chose her answer and moved on to the next question and before long lunch was over and she had answered all one hundred.
    “Thank you for your interest.” The test flashed quickly, snapping her out of the daze. She started to notice crowds again and shot out of her seat.
    The afternoon was a little more complicated. The tests had been relatively easy, but organizing the girls into a line for Cartwright’s inspection was tedious. Many of the girls were… difficult.
    “I can’t stand in the sun for longer than 20 minutes; it will mess up my complexion!”
    “You’d think he’d be able to afford a cuter attendee.”
    “Can you get me a drink?”
    “You know, when I’m Mrs. Cartwright I’m going to make sure you never work again, bitch!” one tall, and stunningly beautiful woman spat at her.
    The lines were starting to thin when Dawn made her way backstage to the interviewing area. Cartwright had 6 rooms setup to speed process. They were all intricately designed and gorgeous, featuring a humble two top table and a two way mirror for monitoring and data collection. Behind the mirror stood a near crowd, and