Smooth and handsome, sociopath, Jamie Lee Vincent decides there's easy money in religion after attending a big tent revival in his home town of Tyler, Texas. Catching the interest of Reverend Sonny Riverton's youngest daughter, the lovely and vivacious, Missy, Jamie Lee worms his way into the Riverton clan and rides it for all it's worth into a world of fame and fortune.
set the beer down. "That'll be two-fifty."
Lee handed him three bucks. "Keep it."
Lee picked up his lager and rotated his bar stool. Looking through the smoky
haze, his gaze zeroed in on a cute blonde girl in the booth on the other side
of the bar. She wore her hair up with curls draped over a pink ribbon. She sat
with three others, a girl and two men all wearing western clothes. Unabashed,
Jamie Lee stared at the lady. She is delicious. She glanced up and when
he caught her gaze, she quickly averted her eyes.
whispering something to her companion, he nodded and slid out of the booth. She
scooted out and headed in the direction of the restrooms, which were opposite
of where they sat.
she glided in their direction, Jamie Lee studied her. She was average in height
with blue eyes. She wore a short tight jean skirt, which accentuated the
positives and cowboy boots. The creamy skin of her midriff laid exposed, her
full breasts covered by a tied off, floral blouse. I've gotta taste that
must have noticed Jamie Lee staring at her, because she seemed to hold back a
smile and several feet from the restroom, her graceful glide turned into a sexy
Lee elbowed Tommy and hitched his chin in the direction of the approaching
blonde. "Who's the blonde bombshell?"
followed his stare. "Somebody told me she's Sonny Riverton's daughter.
They're in town you know. For a tent revival. You nevah answered me, Bud. You
gonna take her out again?"
at the hot blonde, he asked, "Take who out?"
rolled his eyes. "Cheryl."
she's too inexperienced. Now, I'll bet that sweet little thing over there isn't
inexperienced. Who's Sonny Riverton, anyway?"
never heard of Reverend Riverton? He's on the TV every Sunday." Tommy bit
down on a pretzel. "So you wouldn't mind if I asked her out?"
Lee took a big swig of his beer. "And that's his daughter?"
slammed his empty beer glass down on the bar. "Damn it, Jamie Lee!"
turned to Tommy. "What?"
gaze rose to the ceiling as if looking for help from a higher power. "Do
you care if I ask Cheryl out?"
did care. Had unfinished business, but when the Reverend's daughter peered at him
with that twinkle in her eye and offered a friendly smile, just before turning
into the restroom vestibule, he completely forgot about Cheryl.
shook his head. "Naw. You go ahead. But after tonight, I'd make sure she
gargles with Listerine before I kiss her." He punched Tommy lightly on the
shoulder and chuckled. "Now, tell me about this tent revival."
don't know about this one, but they had another one here two summers ago. The
TV station I sometimes work for sent me to film it, which was fine with me,
seeing as how I wanted to find out what it was like. Don't you remember it?"
"Naw, musta missed it.
Oh, wait, now I remember. I worked as a camp counselor that summer.
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Felicity Jones thinks the hunky black and white duo of Devon and Adam
are fascinating, while the often caustic blond beauty beguiles them. It
could be a match made in heaven, yet all semester long, they fought like
cats and dogs.
Today is the last day of the Fall Semester. A two week vacation looms
and the possibility Adam and Devon, maybe Felicity’s two biggest fans,
may never have a chance with the hottest girl on the campus again.
Desperate as they are, when opportunity presents itself, they go for it,
and for once, Felicity doesn’t stop them. This leads to an afternoon,
they and maybe you, will never forget.
They were in the dark. He couldn’t see much of her—only a vague silhouette lit from second hand light reflected from the movie, but…he could smell her. More than ever, he could smell her. Her flower scented cologne, her bath wash and her se-x-x. God, all his senses now channeled through his nose and he could actually smell her sex—from three feet away, her beautiful, he just knew, smooth sex. God, it smelled good. The fragrance reminded him of slightly burnt roasted almonds. He knew, given the opportunity, he could lie in front of her sweet sex dining on it all day.
Too excited for words, he suddenly felt a constriction in his throat and could barely breathe. He forced himself to breathe hard and the burnt roasted almond bouquet that wafted into his lungs relaxed his throat.
He admired her beautiful silhouette as she watched the movie. Had anyone in the history of man since time immemorial, ever wanted a woman more? Could Romeo have wanted Juliet more? Could Marc Anthony have wanted Cleopatra more? Napoleon and Josephine? Solomon and Sheba? No! No eefing way!
He took a deep breath and savored her sex. Then another and another. Soon he was mad with lust.
“Adam, please be quiet. You’re making too much noise. What are you grunting and groaning for?”
If you only knew, my ‘USDA Choice’ piece of flesh. What’s the warm, smooth, silky object his hand is resting on? He glanced down and realized his hand rested on her pale thigh—only inches from her sex. Then he noticed since almost everyone had moved closer to the screen to watch the movie, the three of them had the last five rows of seats to themselves. He grew even more excited. Sitting in the back row in the dark, they were virtually invisible to the professor or anyone else in the unlikely event they glanced up.
After a series of jobs that fall through, top model, Kelsey Deveroux, is about to be evicted. Out of desperation, she considers making a lesbian film even though she's straight. Sexually experimenting with fellow another top model Cheryl Chablis, Kelsey is flummoxed to find out that maybe she's not as straight as she thought.
"Hi Cheryl, my name is Kelsy Deveroux. You don't know me but—"
Her pretty, cheerful, soprano voice warmed me. "Hi Kelsey, I know who
you are, all right. You are one of Missy's most glamorous models. I've
long wanted to meet you. What can I do for you?"
"I was thinking of signing a short term contract with Gurls Luv Gurls and Missy told me you have done some work for them."
"Need money huh?"
I smiled. "How did you—"
"Simple. That's why I did it. Why else would a classy girl like you venture into the dark side of entertainment?
I frowned. "Is that what it is? The dark side?"
She snickered. "To some it is. Not to me. To me it's the bright side.
The fun side, but I'm an outgoing extrovert. You seem to be shy. An
introvert. Am I wrong?"
"I guess not, I'm fairly reserved."
"You must be desperate to think of doing adult films."
I sighed. "Yes, I'm desperate. If I don't come up with a load of money I'll soon be homeless."
"Okay, sorry. I didn’t mean to pry. Am I wrong or are you straight."
A flash of heat coursed through me. Did I just blush? "Yes, I'm straight."
"Thought so. Since you're straight why wouldn't you go to one of the
hundred or so straight adult film studios in the LA area who would give a
gorgeous woman like you a fabulous deal?"