I’m in Hollywood

Eric walked to the sofa in the living room and sat down. The girl hung up her clothes and came to Eric. Her eyes met, and the atmosphere became ambiguous. Eric couldn't help but hug the girl's waist and pulled it in front of him.

Take off your heels.

Virginia obediently kicked off the high heels on her feet, feeling the man's powerful hands rubbing against her waist and hips, her voice hoarse and low: Eric, can I take a shower first?

The man didn't answer the girl's question. Virginia became shorter after taking off her high heels, but Eric was still dissatisfied. He pressed his hands slightly, the girl's eyes flashed a few times, and she knelt on the carpet obediently.

Feeling the satisfied expression of the man who had changed into a downward posture, Virginia supported Eric's thigh with her small hand, raised her charming face, her almond eyes were hazy, half-flirting, half-dissatisfaction: Are all male animals? Do you like females to surrender at their feet?

Eric stroked the girl's smooth and tender face, with a natural tone in his tone: Yeah, unfortunately most of them don't have the ability to completely surrender to women. What happened to your hair, I remember it wasn't like this last time?

Virginia stroked her pale blond curls suspiciously, which was designed to imitate Marilyn Monroe's hairstyle: Is there a problem?

This color is not good-looking, let's change it tomorrow.

This commanding tone made the girl resist a little: However, my hair stylist said that this color matches my eye color.

I like golden brown.

Virginia glanced at Eric aggrievedly: Okay.

Eric took off the shoulder straps of the girl's dress, ripped off the small nipple stickers, and played with the girl's plump: Do you have an agency now?

Virginia panted and shook her head: I only have one independent agent, he...

Eric interrupted the girl's words: Your career has not improved for so many years, that person is unqualified, fire him, and then go to UTA to find Kapoor, and I will let him take you personally.

Kapoor Sid? Virginia raised her head excitedly, of course she knew who Kapoor was. There are only three artists under Kapoor Sheed, and the relationship with Eric is ambiguous: Drew Barrymore, Al Pacino, who made a comeback with Wind and Moon, and has recently been called 'Hollywood' by the media. Cinderella's Julia Roberts.

Virginia never dreamed that she would become the fourth, and until just now, she had been worried that after Eric played with her tonight, she would turn her back on her account, or give herself to a small character at will.

Eric, thank you.

Eric smiled and hugged the mature girl who looked around: Now, your task is to satisfy me, where is the bedroom?

Under the guidance of Virginia, Eric picked up the girl to the bedroom on the second floor, and threw the petite body onto the big bed. The clothes on the two quickly flew around, and Eric stepped on the girl's waist and placed the murder weapon between the two plumes with at least an F cup.

Twisting on the granules at the top of the plump, the man looked down at Virginia and asked, Will it?

The girl under the crotch smiled and nodded, holding the soft and jerky pinching, occasionally lowering her head and sucking the aggressive gun head.

...

Eric was woken up by the sound of the waves crashing on the bank, and the faint morning light was cast in through the gaps in the curtains. Glancing at the girl curled up in his arms, although Eric's natural response to getting up in the morning made Eric lustful, he did not disturb Virginia in her sleep, mainly for restraint.

Playing a bit too much last night, the girl was tormented by him quite miserably. I have basically tried those methods I saw in adult movies in my previous life, and the ripe peaches are indeed much more resistant than the small red fruit-like Aniston. Coupled with the girl's ingratiating manner, Eric felt a sigh of relief.

Get dressed and go to the balcony,

Only then did I find that the scenery here is not as bad as I thought last night. You can see the seascape not far away. The sun has just poked out of the horizon, dyeing the distant sea an exaggerated orange-red.

An unsightly sharp corner suddenly appeared in the southwest of the field of vision, domineeringly blocking the path of a long white sandy beach. Squinting his eyes and looking carefully, Eric remembered where it was. Last night, I was drunk and lying on the knees of a beauty, and when I woke up, the ambition of a man was always strong.

Thoughts moved, Eric went back to the girl's bedroom and found a stack of A4 paper on Virginia's bedside table. It seemed to be a script. Eric was too lazy to read it, so he could send it to Virginia. 's script is definitely not a good film, there just happens to be a pen next to it. Eric picked up his things, carried a chair to the balcony, and put the stack of A4 papers on his raised knees.

Taking a closer look at the terrain in the sharp corner not far away, and comparing the memory in his mind, Eric lowered his head and began to draw on the blank side of the paper without typing. The pen isn't as comfortable to use as a pencil, but it's okay.

The rustling sound of paper scratching rang unconsciously for more than half an hour, and the girl in the bedroom also woke up and found that the person beside the pillow was silent. Virginia was also panicked for a while, but she quickly found out Sitting on the balcony, the figure was carefully drawn with his head buried in it.

Lifting the quilt and getting out of bed barefoot, the girl picked up the tulle nightgown to cover her delicate body, walked to the balcony, leaned over and hugged the man's shoulders affectionately.

Good morning, Eric.

Morning, Vicky, do you still use this script?

Virginia shook her head: Draw it, it's useless. I've been preparing for a long time, but I still failed the audition.

Eric nodded and continued to draw.

Eric, what are you drawing?

Eric pulled down a bird's-eye view and handed it to the girl, pointing to the sharp corner in the southwest.

Virginia took it over and looked at it, and said in surprise: This is... a design drawing?

Well, the blueprint of a mansion, I'm going to buy that sharp corner and build a house like this myself.

Virginia smiled and returned the design to Eric, But there's a park there.

Eric took the drawing and said, It's not New York's Central Park. I can definitely win it if I think of a way. I plan to buy all the land that is close to one hectare there. I believe the Los Angeles County Government will definitely be happy to add such a sum. extra income.

One hectare, Virginia didn't notice that Eric was not using imperial units of measurement, and the little brain awkwardly converted the area. One hectare is about 100,000 square feet, and her small villa is only over 1,000. square feet.

God, a mansion with a hundred times the area is obviously beyond the limit that Virginia can imagine. If this man belongs to me... No, even if I can be this little man's lover, it will be great to live in that dreamy mansion for a while in the future.

Eric, the geological conditions there don't seem to be suitable for building a mansion. Otherwise, a rich man must have tried to buy it there long ago. Virginia's voice was greasy, and she seemed to have brought herself into a certain place. Among the characters, he began to give ideas to men: I think it is better to choose a piece of land with a private beach. Why do you have to choose there?

Eric once again smeared a picture in his mind on the white paper, with a mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth: Because that is Malibu No. 10880, after a pause, he added: My Malibu Number 10880!

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