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comes from the booth where David and some of the girls are seated at.
    “You bitch!”
    I immediately rush over to the camera man and whisper, “Get this.”
    “You better believe that I’m getting it,” he chuckles.
    Let the games begin; this is what makes good reality TV.
    I watch as two women hurl accusations and then drinks at one another. A resounding, “I’ll kill you!” is the last thing that I hear as I watch Heather run for the rest room.
    Now the women will be motivated for sure. It is about to get intense and I will have to be on top of my game; I have no idea just how intense things are going to get.
    I don’t have time to contemplate; I need to go make sure Heather is okay. I understand these girls will fight but telling someone you are going to kill them is crossing the line so I understand her being upset over it.
    I hurry through the hallway in search of Heather; I’m certain she is headed for the bathroom.
    I can hear her sobbing as I make my way through the darkened hallway. These women are so vicious. I’m used to dealing with reality TV contestants and I know how cutthroat the competition can get but I’m not convinced she can do this.
    When I interviewed her, she had been so excited about being accepted on this TV show. She had prepared for months, studying the lifestyle and getting ready for any question that could possibly be thrown at her. She went so far as to tell me she had studied the lifestyle in depth. By the time I interviewed her, I was way past feeling like I would only hire BDSM lifestylers. It had become difficult to find people who were in the lifestyle and willing to do the show. Many people didn’t want to be outed due to family members and/or their jobs. That is the reason I had been so shocked to see the turn out tonight; the crowd didn’t seem to care about the cameras.
    I know, from researching the girls, she needs the million dollars that the winner will receive, not to mention the fame and the endorsements that will come from winning. Most of the women on the show are in debt due to their irresponsible behavior concerning credit cards or moving from job to job. Each girl has been researched extensively.
    She will have to toughen up. Even if she can’t be tough, she’s going to have to be sneaky. She has already proven she can do that by convincing the women she is in the BDSM culture but she is going to have to up her game. She just needs a pep talk; I’ve seen it all before on other shows.
    “Heather, sweetie,” I call out through the darkened hallway, “are you okay?”
    I make my way into the bathroom; playing den mother to these girls is just part of my job.
    “She said that she would kill me, Linda.”
    “Sweetie, no one is going to kill you. People say things they don’t mean in the heat of the moment. I can assure you you’re safe here.”
    “I know, I know, but these girls are so mean.”
    People get that way when a million dollars is at risk.
    “Wash up and come back out, you’ve got a competition to try and win.”
    I stand in the mirror and listen to the girls bantering back and forth from their bathroom stalls about how dreamy David is. Eye roll.
    They giggle as they exit and one of them eyes me, giggling “You picked the perfect guy for this show.”
    Yeah, an egotistical Alpha.
    Before I have a chance to answer the other girl looks up and states to her friend, “Yeah, bitch, let the games begin. All’s fair in love and war.”
    I know all too well that before six weeks is up, it will be a blood bath of hair extensions, acrylic nails, and messed up, tear-stained make-up.
    I have witnessed it time and time again and it never fails. It isn’t about the man or love, it is about winning the money and becoming famous. This is a ‘no holds barred’ competition and these women will stop at nothing to win.
    I have witnessed it so much that I can now just about peg what is going to happen before it ever happens. The girls who are the best of