The Celeb Hotel

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Rose Mcgowan


I had always told of a place where only celebs were aloud to go and have anything that they want. Granted that Im not a big star, but having wrapped up filming on Charmed for the season I wanted to see if this place really existed. I used all the pull I had and found out where it was and how much it cost. It was an old mansion outside of Hollywood. The cost was only $500 and that was for a week. I got the directions and drove myself to the address. I walked up to the door and was met by a pretty little woman, probally no more than 20 years old. She showed me in and to the desk. A handsome man was at the desk and had me to sign in and pay up front. After I payed the desk clerk gave me my keys and told the woman to show me to my room. We went upstairs and into the left wing of the mansion. We got to my room and she took me inside and put my bags in the corner.

"Anything you want or need Ms. McGowan please feel free to call the front desk." She told me.

"Am I the only person here?" I asked her

"For right now you are, but we should get more people in here with shootings closing down for summer and everything. Ill be the one to serve you Ms. McGowan if you need anything." She told me with a wink at the end.

The woman left the room then and I checked out the room. It was posh with all the pampering things a celeb could ever imagine. I sat on the bed and thought to myself, what did she mean by serve me?
 
Britney Spears

Having just finished up my touring for the summer I needed a place to unwind a little. A good friend of mine told me about this so called "celeb hotel" and I figured I might as well give it a try.

My limo driver pulled up and dropped me off. A rather cute bellboy grabbed my big bags of luggage and hauled them inside as I checked in. Paying upfront for the next 2 weeks then headin off towards my room. Perfect, just by the pool sauna and hot tub area. I tipped the bellboy and laid on the big bed, taking a little time to relax before heading off to the pool.
 
Angelina Jolie

Billy Bob had gone off to do a movie and I was restless. He had told me that there was a hotel that I might want to try if I were wanting to get away from the poperazie. So, I did.

The hotel looked more of a mansion than anything. It reminded me of a book I read years ago when my father was working and I needed something to take my mind off life. The mansion was named Farthingale Manor. I wondered as we pulled up if this place had a name.

It didn't take long for me to get checked in. A stunning looking red head showed me to my rooms. "This is your suite Mrs. Jolie. My name is Angel, if you need anything, anything at all, ask for me."

She smiled and walked out, turning to make sure I was okay before walking all the way out the door. It was a beautiful suite. The color of red wine and clovers covered the walks in silks. The bed, a four corner canopy bed was in the bedroom with lots of pillows just the way I liked it. The whole suite had the same colors and there wasn't a flower among any of it. IT was absolutely beautiful.

I spread my arms and fell back on the bed. This was going to be a relaxing vacation I soon hoped to never forget.
 
Anna Nicole Smith

After getting another session of rehab, i needed to lay low and get my bearings.

Through people i had met at Betty Ford I heard this hotel was the place to be.

The place lloked like something out of a Victorian novel. huge and lavish. Taking a limo straight from the air port i arrived discreetly as I could.

I may not have billions from the contested will, but several dozen million still sounded good.

I was met at front desk by the young woman to cater to my needs. Apparently this place had very good room service.

She was a petite asian girl, with a slim toned body. She introduced her self as jennifer.

She brought me up to my room. i was thrilled at the size. White, mother of pearl and gold adorned the room. In silks,and lace. A large circular bed was raised on a stair mounted platform in the middle of the room. Its big comfy pillows looked like a delight. A large balcony overlooked the courtyard. This place was a dream.

Jennifer unpacked for me. As she did i changed quite brazenly before her into my bathing suit. I thought a soak in the hot tub might be nice downstairs. i decided to dress frugally, and at the same time naughtily. I put on a pair of red thong bikini bottoms and a thin white shirt with the log " property of Playboy" with the large bunny head adorning most of my chest.

jennifer smiled and quickly looked away an red flush quick to come to her cheeks.

As i swayed my hips out of the room I knew i was going to love my stay.
 
Milla Jovovich

“God, but it will be good to get away for a week,” I thought as I checked into the posh and oh so exclusive hotel. Six movies in the works, plus my band. Oh, not too many know about that side of me, but it is my passion, though acting pays the bills. I guess there aren’t that many who would want to listen to my music, especially the old Ukranian folk songs, if I weren’t an actress.

As I entered the lobby, I was immediately impressed with the stately “Old World” charm. I was more a mansion than a hotel. A drop dead gorgeous woman of African ethnicity took my bags. “Follow me, Ms. Jovovich” she purred as she led me to the elevator. The ride up to my floor was extremely warm, more because of the sexuality she was exuding than any fault of the air-conditioning.

Upon entering the room, I saw that the opulence of the lobby was continued here. A huge four poster bed, complete with canopy, dominated one side of the room. Mirrors were everywhere. I threw myself onto the soft feather mattress, sinking into its luxury. Jo, the young woman who had carried my bags, busied herself arranging my belongings on one of the dressers.

“If you need anything,” she said, a gleam in her eye, “anything at all, please don’t hesitate to call.” With that, she let herself out. As the door closed behind her, I kicked off my shoes and sank back into the bed.

Yes, a week here is just what I need!
 
Alicia fairly growled at the desk clerk as she signed in. "No I can get my own bag," she snapped at the bellhop, who retreated from her withering gaze into the recesses of the hotel.

What price celebrity, what price fame. Damned if I know. That role was mine, mine by rights. I am an actress. A damn good one. I am beautiful. Damn beautiful. And I actually have red hair.

She gazed at her reflection in the mirror-like steel of the elevator. I am Mary Jane. Fucking Kirsten Dunst. Goddamn dye job bitch. Two hundred million dollar movie. That was my role.

She surprised herself: her fist coiled and sprang out, punching the wall. Which did a lot of good, bruised her knuckles.

The elevator doors opened. She was close to the breaking point. She'd already forgotten what room number was hers. She walked up to a door and started fiddling with the handle. No idea who was on the other side.
 
Lenny Kravitz

After finishing up my tour with Pink, I needed some time off. That Pink was quite a handfull. I need away from NY I think to myself. I remember hearing about this hotel and I make reservations to go. A week later I arrive at the hotel that looks more like a mansion. I go in and a small, white woman with white hair greets me. She cant be older than 25 so the white hair must be a dye job. Looks good though, I think to myself. I check in and pay for a couple of weeks and she asks me if I need help to my room. I decline and head to the elevator. I get off on the floor and heading to my room, I see a cute red-head girl messing with her door.

"Can I help you?" I ask

She just turns around and glares at me. I take the hint and continue to my room. I find it and open the door, just as Im about to close it I hear the red-head ask "Was that Lenny Kravitz?"

My room is pretty sparce, just how I like it. A large bed with black sheets. I throw my bags on the chair in the corner and sit on the bed and lay back. Much needed time off I think to myself.
 
Anna Nicole Smith

Morwen said:
She was close to the breaking point. She'd already forgotten what room number was hers. She walked up to a door and started fiddling with the handle. No idea who was on the other side.

I flung the door wide open and strode out into the hall.

CRASH!!!

i dont know who took the worst of the collision, myself or the redhead. Lucily for her, I have some extra padding up front.

I sat up in the door way and looked . it appeared the woman i bumped into was sprawled on her ass in exactly the same manner.

pretty cute though

Then it dawned on me.

" Hey, weren't you Mary jane, I LOVED you in Spiderman!!!!"

OOC: Just begging for an ass kicking aint i
 
"Goddamnit, goddamnit, no, I ain't -- " Alicia rose to her feet, rubbing her head where the door had plunked her. Geez, she suddenly realized she was talking to Anna Nicole Smith, the poster girl for...for well a hell of a lot of what was wrong with Hollywoood.

"No, you stupid bubble-breasted bitch, I didn't...I mean I ain't... oh forget it!"

She stalked off halfway down the hall, rubbing her forehead where the door had smacked her in the face.
 
Anna Nicole Smith

I sat there stunned as she stormed down the hall.


" flash in pan bitch..." I muttered and got up on my way.
 
"What?" I shouted, reeling on the reality-show wannabe. Turned back up the hall, walked towards Anna Nicole Smith. "Don't talk down to me, you blowjob. I don't care how much money you have, you're still an ugly, fake, plastic surgical mistake!"
 
Vince Vaughn

I had heard about this place from P Diddy when we were filming Made a couple years ago. It was everything I was looking for: discreet, not judgemental, and sexy.

I followed the bellboy to a room on the upper floor, just overlooking the pool. "Here you are Mr. Vaughn, we've got cable television, a king sized bed, and 24 hour room service." "Sounds good." "Also if you need any last minute grooming or clothing, please don't hesitate to call." "Thanks man." I pulled two fives out of my wallet and handed them to him. "Here you go pal." "Thanks Mr. Vaugh, you're so money and you don't even no it!" "STOP!!"

The bellboy froze in place, like a deer in headlights. I took one of my five dollar bills back and stuffed it into my pocket. "That movie is almost 6 years old but everywhere I go it, 'beautiful baby' this and 'you're the money' that. I would kidney punch John for convincing me to do that stupid movie but he's filming that Daredevil movie with that P.O.A Jennifer Garner!!!"

I sat on the bed and grabbed the sides of my head in frustration "I--I'm sor-" "Why can't anyone every mention my other movies: Psycho, Clay Pigeons, Lost World, The Cell. I mean granted they weren't very good but c'mon!!!" I looked up and saw the guy looked like he wanted to hide under a rock. I handed the five back to him, "Sorry man I get carried away sometimes, I'm just a little tired." "I'll leave you alone then, sir." "Thanks" The bellboy ran out of the room with his tail between his legs.

I pulled off my dress shirt and stripped down to my boxers before crawling on top of the bed. I gasped as I attempted to relax and not let the stress get to me, after all I'm here to have fun and meet a couple of beautiful babies. CRAP now I'm doing it!!
 
Rose McGowan

I got up off of the bed and changed into some better clothes. Serve me, that should be fun. I saw a pool and hot tub when I came in, I think ill go relax in them for a while. I say to myself. I change into a black bikini. I go into the bathroom and grab a towel. Its one of those plushy ones just how I like. I leave my room and head down to the pool area. I walk by the front desk and there is the girl who said that she would serve me. I stop and ask her what her name is.

"Sally." She tells me

I tell her that its a pretty name, I tell her that Im going to the pool.

"Have a good time." She says

"I will, and mabye in a while you might join me?" I ask her. I dont give her time to respond before I wink at her and head to the pool.
 
Robert Downey Jr.

Boy, do ever need a couple of weeks of relaxation. Away from the damned paparazzi, the directors, the reporters, the holier than though rehab centers, full of doctors and counselors. Back home in LA, to hide from all of lifes problems. I had met the well endowed Anna Nicole Smith during my latest stint at the Ford. I had been ordered there so many times, they gave me my own room. She told me of a private retreat, so to speak, a luxurious inn, where one could go to get away. It sounded like just the ticket.
As the cab pulled up the drive, I was quite impressed. A beautiful large old mansion, restored to perfection. Very nondescript from the street, I had been by many times and neever know it was here. I was greeted at the door by a young belhop, who was more than anxious to unload my bags from the trunk. he even tried to take the duffel i was carrying, (which, there was no way in hell i was going to let that happen). "That's quite alright, I'll keep this one with me if you please!" I found myself snapping at the young lad, quite defensivly. "Sorry, it's been a long life, if ya know what I mean." I slipped the hop a $20, asked him to check me in, and bring me my key at the bar. "No problem, Sir," came his reply, "Right away, Sir." He directed me to the bar and began loading my bags on a cart. I paid the cabbie, and strolled through the main entrance.

The place was grand, new and old at the same time, immaculate in every detail. I wandered through the lobby and headed straight for the lounge. I took a seat at the bar and ordered a Johnnie Walker on the rocks. "Make it a tall one, will ya?" I winked at the cute young gal across the Italian marble, 40 foot long, mahogany trimmed bar. "And please, don't be shy with it" I followed with a chuckle. "No problem, Sir," came her response, as she half-filled a tall glass with ice, turned, and bent over to reach the bottle of Red from the lower shelf. Her short, black skirt hiked up just enough, that I could just make out her smooth silky thighs, just above her black strapless tight fishnet stockings. She had a hint of a wicked grin on her face as she spun back around, and poured me a very healthy portion of the booze. "We aim to please around here", she whispered, "If you know what I mean." She grabbed a towel, and was off. "Wow," I thought to myself, "This is off to a nice start."
 
Anna Nicole Smith

I couldnt believe it!!!

This psycho bean pole was trying to pick a fight with me. First she tries to barge into my room, now she goes postal. I should kick her little monkey ass up and down this hall.

But thats when i noticed doors creak open to peer on at our "little" exchange.

Crap, this is the last thing I need.

i came here to relax, not to keep adding fuel to the fire.

I cut off my angry retort. breathed deeply. And said.

" Whatever"

And just marched on down the hall away from her.
 
Vin Deisel

A limo pulled up outside the huge mansion like hotel, stopped and out strode a 6'1", darkly tanned, well toned man in kacki pants and a black t-shirt. He grabbed his bag from inside the limo and walked into the lobby for a well deserved vacation at this highly recomended hotel,hoping that it lived up to the hype.
 
Britney Spears

Waking up, not even remebering falling asleep. "Shit, I gotta go do something, I can sleep at home if thats all I wanted to do" Saying to myself. Throwing on some tight low low rise leather pants and matching halter top that shows off my perfect abs and chest. Strutting out into the hallway, almost tripping on my 5 inch platform heels at first. Making my way to the lounge to see what activity may be going on. Walking past a few well known people, smiling innocently at them.
 
Milla Jovovich

Now that I am alone, at last, I slip out of my clothes. Might as well take advantage of all these mirrors, I think, as I stand and examine myself from all angles.

My breasts are pert and high, not as big as some, but big enough, I smile. My hands pull on the nipples, making them stand out. Yes, that looks nice, I smile.

My hands move down my body, over my smooth tummy... nice and flat, all those workouts do pay off... to the top of the little tuft of pubic hair. I like to leave a little, neatly trimmed. Somehow, I think it just looks sexier than totally shaved.

Absentmindedly, my finger works downwards, slip across the top of my vaginal lips. Softly I begin to tease myself, then stop...

'WHAT AM I DOING!' I think. Come on, Milla! Here you are, in this fantastic hotel which surely has dozens of beautiful people staying here, so why are you even thinking of masturbating???? You know you can find someone to pleasure you, if that's what you're after. Why, I just bet that cutey Jo would be happy to oblige. But no one is going to just beat your door down. After all, one thing about being with celebrities, we do respect each other's privacy.

I notice that the darling little Jo has neatly put away all my things. I open the drawer and pull out a pair of blue thong panties. I slip them on, then a pair of very short white shorts. A mid-riff baring off the shoulder top and my four inch heel sandals and I'm all set.

I run a hand through my short red hair, give the mirrors a parting glance, open the door, and step into the hall.
 
Rose McGowan

I make my way to the hot tub first. It is quite a large one. I slowly go in the water is just right. I slide over to near one of the jets and sink down to where the jet is hitting on my neck. Under the water I slowly work my way down to my pussy, which has been neglected for quite some time after breaking up from that druggie Marylin Manson. I slowly start to rub up and down my pussy as the jet is working on my neck. I was so into it that I didnt hear the person standing near the hot tub even come in the room. I stop and sit up, flustered that I had been caught. What would this person say? If I didnt know any better the person looks familiar but I cant tell from where they are standing.
http://www.altocelebs.net/m/rose-mcgowan/c-000388-im-004609.jpg
 
Anna Nicole Smith

Still in an absolutely foul mood I reach the pool and hot tub. Yippee , just my freaking luck, its occupied. Well it looks big enough for the two of us.

I slowly check out the brunette in the tub. Was she palying with herself when i walked in?

Naw....

" Mind if I join you?" I say already crawling opposite her in the rather large tub.

The hot water and bubbles instantly settle my frazzled the nerves the moment I emerge myself in the water.

irested against the a jet of warm water to splash in to my back and another to run up the inside of my thigh.

Closing my eyes and relaxing i introduce myself.

" i'm Anna"
 
Rose McGowan

I watch as the beautiful blonde woman sat across from me. She introduced herself as Anna. I knew that it was Anna Nicole Smith, the face, that body it could be no other.

"Im Rose...Rose McGowan. Nice to meet you." I say looking over at her.

I am still embarassed about being caught getting off, she had to have saw me.

"So you here to relax also?" I ask as an ice breaker.
 
Lenny Kravitz

I watched as the woman I knew was Anna Nicole Smith took off from the fight. Both were gone and everything was cool. I left the door open and went back into my room. I took off my shirt and threw it on the chair in the corner. I then went back to laying on the bed all sprawled out, the door was open incase anything else was going to happen. Laying in my bed with just my shorts on I felt at peace and a little free.
 
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