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Sarah Michelle Gellar’s Feet

Living in L.A is great. I just got a transfer from the UK to the US for a big PC company that I work for. I found out that the company pays nearly double the amount for the same work in the US compared to the UK even with the currency rate converted. So I requested a transfer & nearly a year later I’m in L.A getting paid double the money.

I have already come across a few celebrities. As part of the job I get called out to peoples homes to fix PC’s & considering this was a rich area populated by celebs we could charge nearly triple the amount & still get no complaints, because they have the money. So far I had come across celebs such as Matthew Perry (Chandler from Friends), Jason Biggs (pie fucker himself), Chris Evans (The Human Torch) & the most famous one so far, Kevin Bacon. (more…)

One Night with Love

It wasn’t my first time in LA, but I still wanted to be a “tourist.” My girlfriend and I were taking a “break,” from each other. She claimed she needed to “find,” herself…she needed space to figure out what she wanted and whatever. I didn’t give a crap. I figured this was a time where I could take a break from life. Work was stressful and everything with Traci was in the shithole, so I figured what the hell, I’ll go to LA again. This time I would have fun. Go see the sites, hit up the bars, get laid, whatever. I didn’t care. I just wanted to relax and enjoy myself. I had plenty of vacation time built up, so I decided to take time off. (more…)

Paradise Found?

She heard him before she saw him. He stumbled through the undergrowth before falling to the ground with a groan. Ryachi studied the young man as she moved in for a closer look. His cheeks were flushed with heat and sweat soaked the black striped yellow bandana around his head. It had been a very long time since she had seen another human being in this part of the forest. She dropped quietly to the ground beside him. Gently pushing back his black hair, she found his skin burning to the touch. She reached for his arm and pulled it over her shoulder. Gently lifting him, she worked her way through the forest towards her home. She would have to get there as soon as possible. He would need the proper herbs as quickly as possible. (more…)

Nikki Meets Maria Sharapova

I couldn’t believe my luck. Centre court. The noise of the crowd was unbelievable. I strode out, following the girl in front of me, my eyes darting from her lithe form to the crowd.

“Wow, who would ever have thought that little Nikki would be walking onto centre court at the Australian Open,” I thought to myself, unable to contain my grin. I took up my position and the noise of the crowd swelled even further.

I turned and looked back to the player’s race as Maria Sharapova made her own way onto the court. “God she’s gorgeous,” I thought. “And to think that I get to spend a whole tennis match perving on her. Thank god I’m only a ball girl, I’d never be able to return her serve. I’d be too busy watching her and miss seeing the ball!” (more…)

My Prince, My Prisoner

“THIS IS A CREATIVE WORK OF FICTION ”

They call it the Most Nobel Royal Order of the Blue Garter.

The story begins with the Countess of Salisbury, also known as the Fair Maid of Kent. (Historians argue over the identity of the woman.) The lady dropped her garter at a Court Ball in 1349 when dancing with King Edward III.

Tradition says that to cover the lady’s embarrassment King Edward picked up the garter, and with the French words, ‘Honi soit qui mal y pense’, (roughly translated as ’shame on anyone who thinks evil of this’), buckled it on to his leg. (Showing his acceptance and allegiance.) Soon he and a team of knights started turning up decorated in Garters. He even had garters decorating his bed. (more…)

Nightlife with Kiefer

It was midnight by the time I got home. The second story apartment was as silent as a tomb. Not even a wall hanging was left after my ex left. The only thing that was left after the breakup was the computer, a futon, and my digital photo equipment that I used for my work. The only reason I got to keep those is that I could prove I had had them before I met up with him. Now, when I say ex, I mean ex-boyfriend. I had never been married. I had never met anyone that I’d ever consider sticking around with long enough to actually say the two magic words, “I do.” (more…)

Mini-Skirts & Legs

Foxxy Net News host and reporter, Donna Fiducia, was in a very good mood this fine summer Sunday morning. She had just found out that she would be given a new chance to host what had been her Sunday Morning Report show.

Donna had been very popular in this show, but a new regime, with a new program director, had come to Foxxy News and decided that some tweaking of the on the air talent was necessary.

The very pretty, 40ish mother of two, had the rug pulled out from under her; so to speak; by the new powers that be. (more…)

Marrying A Prince

Letizia Ortiz noticed all the callous stares and heard the sneers of the jealous women as she walked down the isle in her long white wedding gown. She knew they all felt she didn’t deserve to be marrying Felipe, prince of Spain. Her heart pounded as she came face to face with her love.

He smiled at her and they took each other’s hands ready to say their vows. It was a short ceremony and the weather outside wasn’t too friendly. Most guests, high honored and prestige people talked mainly to Felipe, not much to Letizia. She noticed people giving her the cold shoulder, primarily because she did not come from a royal background. (more…)

Mongol Nights

Conscious thought returned as my sleeping brain told me it was time to get up and get started on the day.

The rest of me registered the sleeping body next to my own was Kiefer Sutherland. My waking brain supplied me with the rest of the information. Cabin. Kiefer. Rockies. Oh yeah, that was it. I opened my eyes and stared down at the most handsome man, to me that is, on the face of the earth as he lay flat on his back in my bed.

I had come here to recharge and rest after moping around my place for weeks. Fred, my brother and business manager, all but beat down my door and told me to go rest somewhere else. Somewhere else turned out to be this secluded cabin up in the Rockies. Little did my loving brother, or me for that matter, know that Kiefer Sutherland”s film crew was doing a shoot a couple miles down the road from the cabin. (more…)

Leeza Gibbons: Backseat Superstar

Malibu is crowded with handsome athletic men, and just as generously adorned with beautiful, vibrant women. The California lifestyle, and the Entertainment Industry, attracts and rewards physical beauty. So, in a couple generations, a specialized breed of wealthy, highly attractive, precocious youth fill-out the social mileau. Bred together for their beauty, much like pedigree dogs…

Eighteen year-old Leeza Gibbons leaned back in the plush, satin-smooth, white leather of Jeff Dumont’s Cadillac. Smiling shyly, peeking sideways at the handsome older boy. The bronze, buff surfboy exuded an intense vibrant sexuality, a magnetic masculine heat radiating from him in waves. She could sense his penis arousing, and her body was already responding, a light tingle charging her erogenous zones. (more…)