�?�?/FONT> SHE'D EAT YOU AND THE HORSE YOU RODE IN ON.  .Chapter 3: something so ultra sexy here. This layout is so sexy. This banner is so sexy. This TV, THIS COUCH, THIS WHOLE HOUSE IS MINE! la la la la la la la la. My characters > yours. evie is sooooooo pretty. The outside was swamped by tabloids and press possibly trying to snap a few polaroids of our picturesque Rebecca. The Delano hotel provided a rather cooling atmosphere as opposed to Miami’s humid rains during the summer which would usually suffice for a lowly whore like Celeste Starr. A neat row of palm tress along the edge of the water matched the pure white Doric columns in the lobby of the hotel. On the inside, only one man was allowed into her luxurious suite. Alec Trouble entered the hotel room with an expression similar to a boy who has seen his first pair of jugs. He spotted Rebecca Rancid, strategically placed amidst the pure white pillows on the sofa that sat behind a queen sized bed, also covered in the same cushions. It was as though a photo shoot was taking place as our wrestler, model, business woman, porn star/playboy model and best woman on earth looked nothing short of fabulous. A cigarette hung loosely from the size of her pink glazed lips as she extended her left arm to shake his right hand. “Pardon me,�?she said with a wink and brought out the other one for a firm shake. “Please sit,�?she insisted and reached out for a classique lighter to light her cancer stick, of course, she wasn’t going to die of it. Disclaimer: Some very talented man(nico)made this for me. Steal it if you please because it's common knowledge all you cunts wish you were me.