Xxx celebrity episode 4
XXX CELEBRITY
(REDUM AT HOME)
EPISODE 4
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WRITTEN BY AUTHOR NATH
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He wallowed critically in a deep thought, wanting to have a clear understanding of what he was about to do after being substantiated vividly a bit by Mark. Cigarette would help him do that, so he lit a stick of it as Mark watched him silently in the living room. Both dressed responsibly on a plain trouser and long sleeve shirt which they tocked in. Vicker’s quietness sometime gets Mark confused, so he said, “This is not a time to be domb, Vicker. You should know if you’re working with the good or bad guys.”
Yet, he said nothing rather saturated the sanctum with the smoke through which he stared at Mark. Not only did his brain get the full effect of the cigarette. The colour of his eyes showed a symptom too.
“Vicker?” Mark continued anyways neglecting the snob and smoke. “You can still back off on this mission. You don’t have to get yourself in the middle of Alice and her cruelty.”
Vicker said nothing.
“Also, from Mr Williams action today, you can see that he’s another crazy being” Mark was still giving reasons. He watched his friend drop the cigarette, walked to a shelf and brought out the big envelope once again. He emptied it on the centre table, slowly picked up Cassandra’s picture.
“Mark?” Vicker finally went vocal, still staring at the picture. “I must get to that building then get whatever I was told to get.” He looked up at Mark. “Even if its a time bomb.” he concluded and dropped the picture.
“Guy, don’t tell me it’s because of this girl you want to put your life and the entire world at risk.
“No”
“Then why?”
“Because of the tone in Alice’s voice. I’m already into this and I must finish it. I’m gonna live under the same roof with the family before nightfall tomorrow.” Vicker entered into his bedroom, while Mark wondered how he made his an-lysis from Alice’s tone.
“What plan do you even have to live with them tomorrow!!” He shrieked but didn’t get a response.
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At night fall, Cassandra stood at her window, at the upper floor of the mansion, admiring the beauty of colourful light from vehicles under traffic. She enjoys the sight of it including the distant aggressive horns and shout of people from the traffic. She wore only a transparent pyjamas that was almost the same thing with her complexion. “He’s a saviour sent by God” she began to think. “And he’s cute too” she unconsciously smiled, leaving the window to her bed where she remembered Vicker’s statement: “Kicking your ass off the steering wheel.. I’m no slow ass driver. Watch and learn..” She found herself smiling again. Obviously, she was in love with that stranger, wishing to see him again.
On the other hand, Sandra couldn’t stop thinking about the same God sent stranger, she was turned on, imagining his physical outfit alone. Therefore, she never hesited to hit the p-rn site, laid stack unclad in her bed. One could see her br-ast and n-pples hærd like an errected d*ck. Her p*ssy, having new sprouting hair viewed as she stretched her legs forward to have the line of her outer labia attractively seen. Of course she stimulated her cl*t slowly, supported by the circular movement of her finger round her n-pples, twisting her waits and gradually spreading her legs open for a more comfortable and faster stimulation…
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THE NEXT MORNING
Briskly, Vicker headed to the street like a professional panhandler until he came in contact with the gate of Mr Williams. He had nothing with him except the cloth on his body. He couldn’t convince the big man the previous day with his hired gunmen and land explosions, so how can he possible convince him now he’s alone, standing in front of his gate? Would he walk in,side and tell him that he must accept him to live and work for them? No.
Nevertheless, he walked in,side the house after being permitted by a gatekeeper. He barely hear his steps on the brick tiles as he was slowly walking towards the door and admiring the mansion once more. He exhaled at the door, feeling the acceleration of his heartbeat before knocking and opening to see Mr Williams in the sitting room about to go out.
“Good morning, sir” Vicker prostrated.
Mr Williams an-lysed him for some seconds. “You must be Vicker. Hmm… another surprise.” he said without offering him a seat. Just then, the wife began to climb down from the staircase, supporting her gown with a hand.
“Who do we have here?! Vicker!” her voice pitched to the hearing of the twins who rushed out from their rooms, happily staring at Vicker from up since the parlour downstairs was an open roof palourt.
Now the family’s attention was completely drawn to the uninvited visitor which increased his heartbeat. He could see the twins from down smiling ch¡ppishly at him.
“So, Vicker, what brought you to my house this morning?” Mr Williams asked to the hearing of everybody.
The young man swallowed hærd. “Sir.. hum…” He glanced up at the twins then back to the parents. “I.. i.. forgot something here yesterday. So I came to get it.” He replied.
“The last time I checked, you came here yesterday wearing only a knicker. What could you possibly forget?”
Hearing that, Vicker’s brain went blank
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TO BE Continued