NOTE: this is fiction.
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It was damned beautiful, if anything. I was on the set of a new television series, named Life. We were filming our first episode on an island inhabited only by primitive native peoples and insects. Lots and lots of insects. I was beginning to feel sick of this place, after being here for the second week. Bad weather and filming mistakes had delayed filming. Now, the day of our supposed departure, all planes were grounded because of a massive storm. The sky was dark grey and the rain droplets were hitting like stones. All of the cast and crew were huddled inside the dimly lit local bar. I strolled in casually, with my six foot five inch frame soaked with water. My nationality was half Asian and half African, a strange mix that worked well, apparently. I've succeeded in becoming a legend at my high school, a real woman's man. Now, at twenty eight, after working on short stints in many television shows, I was signed onto a real winner. It's name was Life.
The bar was a center of activity. I scanned the room with my eyes, and quickly spotted a beautiful woman on one of the booths. It was Eva Longoria. She had only a quick guest spot on the show, and had showed up early to get her part done. However, the weather and technical complications had stranded her here. Every day on the set I would always sneak glances at her amazing five foot two body that never failed to make my heart stop. Now, here she was, sitting on a booth sipping some kind of cocktail looking bored. Several of the cast had already tried hitting on her, but they were all turned down. I walked over right next to her, and leaned over the bartender and asked for something strong, and was rewarded with some rum. I took a seat right next to the Mexican American beauty and took a sit of my drink. I could tell she was sneaking a glance at me. Inside, I smiled. I knew that she desperately needed some cock, even if she was faithful to her boyfriend.
I turned my head to smile at her right when she was peering over at me. She instinctively turned her eyes away but then smiled back. I greeted her, "Hey. How are you doing?"
She scowled a bit. "I have a boyfriend who I love very much you know."
I laughed. "I know. But you have a look in your eye like you haven't been fucked in years."
"That's none of your business."