This story is based around celebrities and has a strong theme of incest running throughout it. This story is in no way true and is meant to offend no one. If you do not like incest or the idea of celebrities having sex then I suggest you go find a story that fits your liking. I do not know Lucy Zara or Abi Ratchford and I am by no means suggesting they do any of the stuff depicted here but I hope that if they were ever to read this they would take no offence as this is merely a fantasy about women I fantasize about daily.
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I walked out into the L.A. sun and stretched for about the 100th time since I had got off the flight. It was 12:30pm local time in L.A. but to my rather confused body it was half 8 in the evening on U.K. time. Having failed to sleep for pretty much any of the flight I was rather knackered but the fact that my bag was the first off the plane had given me a boost as it allowed me to get out into the 25OC summer heat and enjoy the start of my L.A. trip.
I grabbed the first taxi in the line and it whisked me off to my hotel as I stared out the window like a typical tourist. When I arrived at the hotel I had to stop off at reception to collect my key which I swiftly got with a flash of my passport and a knowing smile from the hot little blonde behind the desk.
When I entered the lift I realised that the room was on the top floor and smiled as the lift whisked me up 35 floors. There were only two rooms on this floor and I headed left and entered the room with a beep of my key card against the sensor. What I saw stunned me. The room was huge with a lounge area, two bedrooms and balcony.
I made my way over the table in the lounge where I found a note, "Hey My Sexy Stud. Sorry you couldn't come with us Thursday and sorry we cannot be there to meet you and welcome you to L.A. properly. We will be back tomorrow and we promise we will make it up to you! Xxxx Mum."
I smiled as I thought about how my two hot room mates were going to make it up to me when they returned. After Darren had told Lucy and I he had made contact with my sister in L.A. he had booked us flights from London to Birmingham on Thursday. Unfortunately I later got an email from my future University informing me that I had to attend a meeting with the coaches of the Uni's American Football team to discuss my summer work out plan.
When I phoned Lucy and told her that the meeting was unmovable she said that it was fine and she would get Dannii to come with her for moral support and there was actually someone they needed to meet with about a new American venture. She then phoned Darren and he booked another ticket for the Friday that would get me into L.A. 24 hours later and that is how I ended up standing in the best hotel room I had ever seen.
I was exhausted so I grabbed my phone and text Lucy: "Hi My Blonde Bombshell. Just arrived at the hotel and it is amazing! Now going to sleep for a bit as I am wiped so I will see you tomorrow to get my welcome gift ;) XXXX Your Baby Boy."
With that I set my alarm for four hours and fell asleep the moment I fell, fully clothed, on the bed.