Several women approached the elegant and sophisticated looking man walking the desolate and troubled back streets of Hollywood.
“Looking for a time you’ll never be able to forgot honey?” asked one.
“Forget about that beast. If you want the real thing, you’ll follow me back to my place, it’s just around the corner.” Said another.
“Yeah, it’s in the gutter. Probably where you found that dress.” Accused the other.
“Stupid bitch!” replied the second woman, taking a swing at the first tramp.
The man continued on his way, ignoring the fighting whores he had just passed. He wore his long black trench coat, covering him from the light drizzle. He liked the look of black, so everything he wore was made in that absence of color.
His dark hair hung below his shoulders, which were fairly broad, and his callused hands brushed back the hair from his face. Dark sunglasses covered his eyes, but the faint stare of his red pupils could be seen from the sides.
Being well known in the upper hills of Hollywood, Reilly O’Connor, the movie star, came down to this place, able to easily slip along these streets undisturbed in his disguise. He wanted to be like everyone else in this forsaken town, he wanted to be left alone. Unfortunately for him, he loved the life he was living, and to do that, he needed the cash that came along with the fame.
The fast cars, and the fast women, both of them being his biggest thrills. Discovered by a sleazy producer a few years back, Reilly had soon found fame when his producer mysteriously disappeared, but the film production went on. When the movie was released, surrounded by the news of the producer’s disappearance, it was a huge success. And fame was born.
The major studios all wanted him, but he signed with no one, wishing to be available for the best possible script. Several times he found himself working on different movie sets at the same time. When two or three of the movies were released at the same time and he stared in all of them, the fans had their share of their movie idol.
He walked down the long stretch of the avenue, straight toward the back alley, past the Hotel Regent. He seemed to know where he wanted to go. This street was considered to be the red light district, as any hooker lined streets in the big cities. This one was no different.
Carefully entering the alley, he could see and smell her, the one he had waited for, the one who would please him tonight.
She was a beauty in a white lacy dress. Her brown, shoulder length hair cascaded around her pretty little face. A high priced lady of the night she was, as everything about her seemed very high class. Her petite figure filled the dress perfectly and on her feet she wore white high-heeled shoes.
She was talking with another man, obviously another john. He was arguing about money, yet she stood firm on the price. Her small hand was reaching behind her back to the hidden dagger hilt as the man’s voice grew louder.
“I wouldn’t argue with the little lady if I was you Bubba!” Reilly said, approaching the tow of them.
The stranger who entered the alley behind them startled both the man and the woman. As they turned to face him, Reilly immediately melted as the woman looked at him with her big brown eyes. He momentarily froze, admiring her small perky breasts, desperately trying to free themselves for her restraining outfit. She was roughly five feet and no more than one hundred pounds.
“Well it looks like I have a return customer.” She said in a soft, yet husky voice.
“Yes my love, I have returned to take you away from all this madness around us. Let me embrace you the same way I did the last time we saw each other.” He replied gently.
Pushing her john aside, they both approached each other. They moved slowly at first, then picked up the pace, and suddenly they were running to one another. They stood motionless for several minutes, gripped by each other’s embrace. The john noticed the hilt of the dagger as Reilly reached for it. The john quickly turned around and ran for the safety of the street beyond the alley. He didn’t make it, falling on the ground just feet away from the alley entrance, the dagger firmly planted in the back of his head.
They soon found themselves in the honeymoon suite of the Hotel Regent. He lay her back on the bed where he proceeded to lavish her with warm kisses to the back of her neck. His hands roamed her firm body and found her small chest. He softly rolled her pert nipples through the thin fabric, bringing out a sigh from the young girl’s lips.
Her fingers traced a line from his strong, chiseled chin to his groin, which had now grown hard from the heat of their encounter. She quickly and nimbly twitched her fingers and his engorged penis was exposed for her to see. She got up for her place on the bed, knelt before her lover, and took his cock into her mouth.
