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Spoiler alert; this thread will involve some drug abuse and some really rough, depraved sex. If this isn't something that interests you, please don't read further. If it does, well enjoy the show!
Of course, everybody in this story is fake, not real, part of my twisted imagination, etc. Everybody that matters is over 18 and adult.
Right now, I'm looking for one dominant male character, so if that's your jam please send me a PM! I'll edit this out once I do find someone.
Of course, everybody in this story is fake, not real, part of my twisted imagination, etc. Everybody that matters is over 18 and adult.
Right now, I'm looking for one dominant male character, so if that's your jam please send me a PM! I'll edit this out once I do find someone.
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Some background:
Ashley Jackson is a twenty-six year old 'news' reporter for Hollywood Music Television, modeling on the side. She's a hot-headed woman and isn't one to get pushed around. That said, when she finds herself being forced to attend some eighteen year old's party, she's not thrilled. Having no choice, she goes to the party that this young adult is hosting, having no idea that this man essentially brought her there for his chance to fuck her.
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My character:
http://i461.photobucket.com/albums/qq331/woefoe/woefoe074/10919534_1544721639138090_736059221_n_zpse7jnhthf.jpg
Name: Ashley Jackson
Age: 26
Height: 5'8"
Cup size: 32D
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Ashley Jackson is a twenty-six year old 'news' reporter for Hollywood Music Television, modeling on the side. She's a hot-headed woman and isn't one to get pushed around. That said, when she finds herself being forced to attend some eighteen year old's party, she's not thrilled. Having no choice, she goes to the party that this young adult is hosting, having no idea that this man essentially brought her there for his chance to fuck her.
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My character:
http://i461.photobucket.com/albums/qq331/woefoe/woefoe074/10919534_1544721639138090_736059221_n_zpse7jnhthf.jpg
Name: Ashley Jackson
Age: 26
Height: 5'8"
Cup size: 32D
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"Are you fucking serious?!"
I nearly broke the windows with that shout, while I leaned over the large wooden desk. My sleazebag of a manager tried to glance a quick one down my shirt, but I pulled away just in time. Yeah, I had to deal with this on a near daily basis and let me tell you, Hollywood is anything but glamorous kids. Exasperated. I leaned back and fall onto the leather chair.
I suppose that I should tell you about myself and then about what's going on. Let me fill you in.
First off, my name is Ashley Jackson. I'm a twenty six year old TV host for the Hollywood Music Television and a glamour model on the side. While I was a damn good host and interview (if you ask me), it was the latter that was getting me some immense popularity; mostly because people were now getting a view of that fit body of mine and those thighs and booty that they never really got to see as much until those photoshoots began popping up.
Yeah, I had one hell of a body and I knew it. But what also got me really famous was that interview I did a while back, where I revealed that despite being 26 years old and having a body built for sin, that I was a virgin. You heard me right! I was still waiting for that special guy to sweep me off my feet and still hadn't found him. Screw the haters; I found myself being the inspiration for many who didn't want to follow the mainstream route. I wasn't single mind you; I was happily engaged.
As for the reason why I was angry? Well, I was used to doing some pretty renowned stuff; photoshoots with stars and covering the craziest stuff in Hollywood. What my manager booked for me? An appearance at some eighteen year old's spring break party.
I broke the silence with a sigh and placed the palm of my hand onto my face. Giving up, I asked:
"What's so special about this kid anyway?"
My manager grinned - his signature grin for when he had a winning argument. Curious, I opened two of my fingers to see a better view of what he'd about to do next.
"Well, the fact that he won the lottery and bought himself one of the most esteemed mansions in Hollywood" he said, gesturing with his hands that he had something else to add "or the fact that he is the mayor's son?"
I sat straight and said with a smile "Well, I guess that it'd be good for the press."
