Black Pfps Novels & Stories

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Plus he unexpectedly has a F******k account. Is he still alive somewhere? I browse his F******k profile. His name is Eric Peter Marcus. He resides in the same town. And he works in a coffee shop. He also plays the piano, which makes me think he is talented. And that’s it. I think he is a private type of person. What I learned about him is he lives nearby and he is a barista. There’s not much in here. Except there are some photos of him with an older woman and a little girl.

I slammed the door of the luxurious penthouse suite shut and let out a deep sigh. The day had been absolute hell of Photoshoots under blazing lights, endless fake smiles for brands, and dealing with creepy comments online. At twenty five years old I was one of the biggest influencers in the game, but tonight I was just a tired, spoiled, and extremely horny girl who needed to be fucked senseless.

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~Bailey’s Point of View~ Paparazzi. Photogs. Paps. PPZ. Whatever. Assholes. “But they’re just doing their job.” What a fucked up kind of job. I mean, I was very small when all that shit happened to Britney Spears but I have You Tube. I’ve seen the videos. They completely fucked up her life and drove her to the brink.

It had to be cheating if I was technically out there on the internet looking available I chewed on the inside of my cheek and pulled the app on my phone. My profile still has the photo of my chest and the stupid bio Imogen wrote in our bio. I was going to delete it quickly and move on. Except the second I logged in, scrolled to settings and hovered over delete account, a little notification popped up at the top of the screen. PowerPlayBoy is online and 10 feet away. My heart dropped straight through my ribs. Ten feet? No.

The challenge here now is how we can make our brand stand out from the other cellphone brands. We chose to target the elite or Class A and B market. Since aside from the distribution, the brand has allowed us to participate in the making of the brand. We also did some PR campaigns, and we hired elite influencers here in the country to create noise for the brand. And I will tell you it is not easy to do. It took us years to reap all our investments for this brand. That is why I am so proud of our brand because now, Sapphire is the most “must-have” gadget or brand of the elite here in the Philippines.

Then how did it turned into a chat room for cybersex activities? “A-are you certain about it? H-how? I mean, it couldn’t b-be!” I blurted out. “The article also revealed that PFM is originally stands for Pleasure For Men, not for the famous PeterFund Ma. Also, there were famous celebrities and athletes revealed to be paid members of the said chat room.” “The money seemed to be wasted,” I whispered to myself as I brushed my hair out of frustration. “Huh?” Pino uttered, but I just shook my head.

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