The following is a fictional story featuring a celebrity having consensual sex with a fictional man. Any similarities to reality are strictly coincidental.
I am not a native speaker and I had English only in School so please be gentle.
Instead I would be more than happy to have critical feedback where I can improve, whether if it's Language, Grammar or Story.
Have fun!
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Dave Lerlant- Protagonist
Clara- a friend of Dave
Patricia- The owner of House "OrOb"
Mr. Klich- Dave's therapist
Simon- Dave's friend
Ivy- Dave's first love
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As the first ray of sunshine hit my face I slowly began to wake up. It was a beautiful morning full of birds singing and the lovely smell of new baked breads. All dizzy I decided to lay down a little longer just to get a feel of this amazing atmosphere that would slowly build up around me.
"Well it has its benefits living right beneath a bake factory", I thought as I begun to feel hungry.
My room wasn't what you would call a presidential suite but as a Student living in Germany and with a low income there aren't much possibilities to choose where you live. With just two Rooms being a Living Room/Kitchen/Bedroom and a bathroom there isn't much Space to fit much personal Stuff in. Nevertheless, I was happy with my little apartment and for the next Semester I knew that things would change drastically.
Being a 20-year-old Student of teaching in History and English I had to do a Semester abroad. For that I know I wanted so bad to make the semester abroad in the U.S. because it promised to be the most exciting country to do so. I would transfer to New York City where our University had a partner University and I already contacted the Student I would exchange.
But before that I wanted to see, I wanted to live America. So, I decided to book a flight to California to begin with. Who wouldn't want to visit Hollywood right? Lasting for hours I searched for attractions I could visit and as I was expected to be there in June, also where I could celebrate my birthday. Originally Simon, my best friend, wanted to get along but unfortunately, he had to stay home because of family reasons. Still, I didn't want to cancel my trip which is why at the 1st of June I sat in the airplane off to California, Los Angeles.
The first two days I was so exhausted because of the Jet lag but I couldn't bring myself to lay in my Hotel room and relax because I knew that my time was limited here. At first I wanted to join a "Tourist Group" where you constantly walk with a group of 50 different people from 20 different nations and work off the traditional attractions but as my friend Simon had told me:" Look for a local and ask him to show you the special places in L.A.! Trust me when I say that this is way better than walking with a boring Tourist group and maybe you're meeting some nice girl that will finally hook up with you."
As I remembered his words I smiled. Simon was a typical optimist that would constantly try to couple me with other girls although I somehow seem to be the Type that always screws up in the last phase of a date.
"Being shy doesn't really help you getting girls" I thought as I was searching for a person that looks like a local.
I hoped that in a bar I could find that person but everyone there was just lost deeply in conversation or didn't want to be speak to as I could see in their behavior towards other people. As I looked around a little flyer caught my Eye.