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From Jenna Carr's perspective

I followed my new acquaintance out of the door to the club and out onto the streets. A gust of wind ruffled through our hair as we walked towards the parking lot. I risked a glance at the man next to me. I had never met a man like this before. There had been guys that had been interested in me in my past. I just didn't feel that spark when they confessed their love for me. My father had told me never to settle for love. I had waited twenty long years of my life just waiting for my prince charming to come along.
But he had never come. I had been single all through high and through college. My mom had started to worry that I would remain that way for the rest of my life. I had started to give up hope of ever meeting my soul mate. You know that feeling when you meet someone and you just know they're your perfect match? Well, I had never had that feeling. Not until tonight that is.
I analyzed the man walking next to me. He was tall with bleach-blonde hair and light gray eyes. He had soft, pink lips and a smile that drove me wild. I wondered curiously if he was experiencing the same feelings that I was feeling for him. I told myself not to be silly; it was quite likely that he just considered me a friend and nothing more.
Bright lights shone down from around the tall buildings in Los Angeles, casting a romantic lighting over the city. The man next to me turned and glanced down at me, "Here's my car," I stated, motioning towards an ancient-looking red truck. I stared at it curiously. All the cars in my family were small; I couldn't even remember riding in a monster-sized truck before.
"Sorry, it's not much," the man replied to me, flushing slightly. "Still wanna come with me?" I gave him an incredulous look, "Yeah, of course I do. It's just...I've never ridden in a truck before." He laughed slightly as he unlocked the car door and swung inside, "You have a lot to learn then, girl! Let me take you for a ride tonight." His eyes twinkled seductively in the moonlight. I wondered what he had meant by "take me for a ride tonight."
I leapt agilely into the passenger seat of the truck and closed the door behind me. The man quickly revved up the engine and soon we were on the highway. I couldn't help but notice he was listening to glam metal on the radio. I simply adored glam metal; it was my favorite kind of music.
"Do you always listen to this kind of stuff?" I asked him curiously, turning up the radio ever so slightly. One of my favorite songs was playing after all. The man next to me glanced over at me, "Always. I love this radio station. I'm a guitarist; did I ever tell you that?" I shook my head, "No, you didn't. What band do you play for?"
"Roxx Regime," he replied, pulling into a hotel parking lot. "Have you heard of it?" I wracked my memory; trying to remember if I had ever heard the name "Roxx Regime" before. I finally gave up, "No, I haven't."
"I can tell you more about it tonight," he replied as he parked the car. "Anyways, we're here!" He slid out of the drivers seat and quickly rushed around to open the passenger door for me. I couldn't help but giggle slightly. Nobody had ever been considerate enough to open a car door for me before. I took his outstretched hand and leapt down from the truck seat. Nervously, I followed him inside the hotel door.
To my surprsie, the hotel was quite fancy. A large, crystal chandelier hung from the high ceilings. Exquisite paintings were hung on the burgundy walls. I followed my partner in awe as he walked over to the receptionist.
"Good evening," he greeted the woman behind the desk politely. "Do you have a room available for two?" The woman behind the desk peered at us with interest, "Mm hm." She slapped a room key down on the desk in front of us. "That'll be ninety for tonight." I gasped at the price; ninety dollars seemed like a fortune to me. I was still in college and didn't have any extra money to spare. The man to my right quickly handed the woman a credit card. Feeling guilty, I searched through my purse to see if I had any lose cash that I could use to pay with.
My partner took my hand and snapped my purse shut, "Don't bother. My treat." He grinned at me, flashing a pair of snow-white teeth in front of me. I was mesmerized by his face; he was simply gorgeous. The woman handed him back his credit card. He picked up the room key and took my hand again, leading me towards the elevator.
We stepped inside the gold trimmed elevator and pressed the number 4. In moments, we were at our floor. The two of us exited the fancy elevator and walked in silence until we found our room. My partner slipped the key into the doorknob. It blinked green and opened without a sound. A feeling of excitement ran through my veins as we entered the room. A large, cushiony bed rested against the far wall. I licked my lips, I couldn't help but hope to get into it soon.
I heard the door click shut behind us. The blonde man turned towards me with a fire in his eyes and pulled me against his chest. Little did I know that I was about to be fucked by none other than CC Deville.