Categories > Celebrities > 30 Seconds to Mars > Bondage, Love, and Rock and Roll
I sighed deeply as I placed the last box of my things on the island in the kitchen. I have three hours left before my friend Lisa from New Jersey visits my new beach house here in Long Beach. Her presence in California was her graduation present to me and herself. However, because I haven't settled in yet so she's staying at a hotel. We are gonna party for a week and then she has to go back home and I had to get a job. I took a quick shower and gave my long, raven hair a Farrah Fawcett look when I got out, pleased when I succeed. Sprayed a flirty body mist on caramel skin and as I slipped my favorite sleeveless black dress on my body, I began to feel aware just how short my dress is. I was turning towards my suitcase for another another dress when my cell phone rang. I slid the little green button across my iPhone to answer the call.
"Hello?" I answered.
"Gwen get your ass over here, I've been dressed and ready to go for like an hour man!" Lisa screamed. I removed my phone from ear to check the time; it was already seven o'clock.
"I'll be over in fifteen minutes, okay?" I sighed.
"Just get your ass over here bro." she sates more calmly.
I end the call and slip on my black pumps and grab my clutch and keys and head out the door. I briskly walk over to my all black Volkswagen Beatle with black tinted windows. I hop in and put the keys in the ignition. I make the short drive to the Hilton where Lisa is staying.
As I pull in front of the Hilton, I review the text message Lisa sent me telling me her room number. I stroll through the lobby and to the elevator and called it. Stepping onto the elevator, I pushed the button for the thirteenth floor and waited impatiently. I began dialing Lisa's cell when the elevator doors open. Without looking I step off the elevator and walked right into somebody.
While attempting to apologize, I grabbed their arm, and mad the mistake of making eye contact with them. My apology was cut short as my warm brown orbs gazed into their icy blue ones. We continue to look into each others eyes saying nothing for what seems like eternity. The only thing I can feel, hear, smell and see is this wonderful creature. I could hear him breathing calmly, smell his sweet cologne, see his bright, icy blue eyes, and feel the lean muscle in his arm through his red plaid shirt under my hand. I shook my head coming back to reality, hearing my earrings jingle slightly. I step around him to head to Lisa's room, turning back to apologize once more, and notice that his eyes seem to grow wide.
I banged on Lisa's door and yelled "Hurry the fuck up!" I heard a chuckle and turned to a man with scruffy looks, skinny jeans, and a tank to show off his very well toned, tattooed arms, looking me up and down. I was about insult him and when Lisa threw the door open and gave me a look that possessed a lot of unpleasant emotions.
"Hold the fuck on!" the bitch exclaimed right in my ear making me wince. I faced her as I heard another deep chuckle.
"Well excuse the fuck out of me!" I shouted back rolling my eyes. I stepped inside and noticed Lisa pacing back and forth in her tight, military green dress, and black stilettos with curls in her dark chocolate hair. My mind wandered and I ended up thinking about striping Lisa out of that damn dress and licking her up and down her gorgeous, tanned body while pleasuring her with my finger. I shook my head for the second time within ten minutes that night to clear it. I assumed she couldn't find something because it's what Lisa does, loses, no wait, "misplaces" stuff.
“What the fuck are you looking?”
"Condoms!" she answers as she runs into the bedroom. I giggled at how frantic she was and glanced at the small table near the door.
"Found them!" I shouted and Lisa emerged from the bedroom and I immediately see how relaxed she became. She sauntered over with a sexy smile and snatched the condoms from my hand; unsuspectingly she split the condoms and gave me half of the dozen. I opened my mouth to protest, but she shut me up with her 'shut the fuck up and take it' look. I stuffed the condoms in my clutch and inquired whether we can leave or not. Giving me the finger, Lisa walked out the door with me following her into a wild, summer week in Cali.
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I changed a some things on July 7.
"Hello?" I answered.
"Gwen get your ass over here, I've been dressed and ready to go for like an hour man!" Lisa screamed. I removed my phone from ear to check the time; it was already seven o'clock.
"I'll be over in fifteen minutes, okay?" I sighed.
"Just get your ass over here bro." she sates more calmly.
I end the call and slip on my black pumps and grab my clutch and keys and head out the door. I briskly walk over to my all black Volkswagen Beatle with black tinted windows. I hop in and put the keys in the ignition. I make the short drive to the Hilton where Lisa is staying.
As I pull in front of the Hilton, I review the text message Lisa sent me telling me her room number. I stroll through the lobby and to the elevator and called it. Stepping onto the elevator, I pushed the button for the thirteenth floor and waited impatiently. I began dialing Lisa's cell when the elevator doors open. Without looking I step off the elevator and walked right into somebody.
While attempting to apologize, I grabbed their arm, and mad the mistake of making eye contact with them. My apology was cut short as my warm brown orbs gazed into their icy blue ones. We continue to look into each others eyes saying nothing for what seems like eternity. The only thing I can feel, hear, smell and see is this wonderful creature. I could hear him breathing calmly, smell his sweet cologne, see his bright, icy blue eyes, and feel the lean muscle in his arm through his red plaid shirt under my hand. I shook my head coming back to reality, hearing my earrings jingle slightly. I step around him to head to Lisa's room, turning back to apologize once more, and notice that his eyes seem to grow wide.
I banged on Lisa's door and yelled "Hurry the fuck up!" I heard a chuckle and turned to a man with scruffy looks, skinny jeans, and a tank to show off his very well toned, tattooed arms, looking me up and down. I was about insult him and when Lisa threw the door open and gave me a look that possessed a lot of unpleasant emotions.
"Hold the fuck on!" the bitch exclaimed right in my ear making me wince. I faced her as I heard another deep chuckle.
"Well excuse the fuck out of me!" I shouted back rolling my eyes. I stepped inside and noticed Lisa pacing back and forth in her tight, military green dress, and black stilettos with curls in her dark chocolate hair. My mind wandered and I ended up thinking about striping Lisa out of that damn dress and licking her up and down her gorgeous, tanned body while pleasuring her with my finger. I shook my head for the second time within ten minutes that night to clear it. I assumed she couldn't find something because it's what Lisa does, loses, no wait, "misplaces" stuff.
“What the fuck are you looking?”
"Condoms!" she answers as she runs into the bedroom. I giggled at how frantic she was and glanced at the small table near the door.
"Found them!" I shouted and Lisa emerged from the bedroom and I immediately see how relaxed she became. She sauntered over with a sexy smile and snatched the condoms from my hand; unsuspectingly she split the condoms and gave me half of the dozen. I opened my mouth to protest, but she shut me up with her 'shut the fuck up and take it' look. I stuffed the condoms in my clutch and inquired whether we can leave or not. Giving me the finger, Lisa walked out the door with me following her into a wild, summer week in Cali.
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I changed a some things on July 7.
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