Jenny Cam Novels & Stories

Jenny entered the car with Cindy and Pamela. She was scared and afraid that she told Cindy about Pinky's whereabout. "Please I need my phone!"she said to Cindy who has collected her phone. Cindy look at her and hiss. "So that you can call pinky right!!?" "Nooo I want to call my mom"Jenny replied but Cindy didn't give her phone. After some minutes,the driver drive in to Mr Jason's house. "Please Cindy..no need for this,Mr Jason kidnap her mom that why she did it, please"Jenny explain to her immediately they came down from the car.

With the gentleness in her voice, Jenny was unable to resist herself by making an eye-contact with her mother. Jenny quickly felt the heat of both corners of her eyes once again because of that, until it didn't take long for her tears to flow. “Mama,” she said in almost a whisper then hugged her mother tightly afterward. That was when her mother caressed her back again. She is lucky that despite everything Rowena is still able to understand her. She did not like everything that happened and that is the truth. Because in fact for less than a year she did not think that the man she considered her boyfriend was married and had a child. In other words, she became a mistress.

“Let's talk.” I dried my eyes with my other palm and followed June and Evelyn to the three nights inn. It was less rowdy than the city. Today sucked. I finished my beer in a swig and took another mug. “Allow me to introduce my mate Gwen, his name is June.” She introduced the gentleman with a smile. He was tall, he had fair radiant skin, blue eyes and a pointy nose. He was a very handsome beta wolf. But I couldn't even pretend to be pleased. I was in a very terrible shape at the moment, and I didn't care to meet anyone new. “I'm Gwen.” I replied taking longer sips of alcohol. We were all silent, the atmosphere was awkward. I was still sober but I badly wished to get drunk. But what I saw was

“I'm done here.” “All right.” JEFF'S POV Jeff was still inside the mall, and he was still looking for me. “I can't mistake what I saw for Jenny. So, she might have shot me too,” he said as he recalled the encounter. Jeff continued to spin, hoping he could find me, but he failed. “I need to be sure if it's really Jenny I saw. I'm going to jail now,” he said. And he quickly left. ******* Ressa arrived, she almost ran to our car and immediately got in.

Although Jenny was famous for being a businesswoman, she also wanted someone to rely on. What's more, she would be lucky to rely on a man that no one in Jena City could compare with! Rex Gavyn was an existence akin to a legend! Noon. Kincaid Walters had returned home early to wait with Jenny. Even though he and Rex's father were brothers before, if their family could unite Rex through marriage, it would be a promotion! He looked at his daughter cautiously. "Jenny, what did Mr. Gavyn say?" "Dad," Jenny, wearing a little purple dress, said shyly, "I asked my secretary to contact them to ask if your agreement with Mr. Old Gavyn is still valid. Mr. Gavyn says it, so it's naturally valid."

Cameron is there. He came, that's surprising. But he barely acknowledge anyone. His eyes fixed on his phone. But then he lifts his head up slowly, maybe he felt someone's eyes on him. Our eyes locked. I smile, it's soft and small. He returns it briefly and drops his head back down. That's when my eyes drifts to Jenaya. But she won't even look up probably. I can't tell what it is yet. But she's restless. Too uptight.

Some people pretended to type, others exchanged wide-eyed looks. Fiancée? Alex Clayton—the man known for being cold and never seen close to any woman—had a fiancée? Jenny, who had just stepped out of another elevator, froze in place. She glanced at the woman, confused because she didn’t recognize her at all. “Excuse me,” Jenny said carefully as she approached. “Is there anything I can help you with?” The woman turned. Her smile remained polite, but her tone was clear: she wasn’t asking for permission—she was informing.

Although she looked and could act the part, innocence was not one of Jenny's dominating characteristics. She was five-foot-nothing-just about Darlene's height- but she was petite with small tits, narrow hips, and a small, although nicely-curved, ass that seemed made for grabbing and holding onto. Her nipples were barely the size of nickels but stiffened into wonderful little shirt-tenting nubs at the slightest provocation. She had a cute face and wore her fine black hair in an adorable pixie-cut. If one was casting a p**n movie, Jenny would be the barely-legal teen although she had just recently turned twenty-one. She was also a gymnast and remarkably flexible!

The cameras had already caught what they had caught, and composure now was damage limitation rather than prevention. "Your Highness! Your Highness!" Two reporters said simultaneously, closing in from different angles. "Is this your coming out of the closet?" Jenny moved immediately, placing herself between the nearest camera and Ken with the practiced efficiency of someone who had handled press situations before, though perhaps not quite like this one. "No photos. That is it for today's livestream… thank you, thank you very much." Her voice stayed professional and her expression stayed professional. Only someone who knew her very well would have noticed that the effort it was taking to maint

Came the not-very-persuasive answer. Since when had Jeanette ever had a friend this generous? How could a mother not know about her existence until today? The young woman noticed Jenny’s bruises while she helped the latter and thought of sending her to the nearest hospital. Jenny, however, seized the opening and yanked her shades off and her mask away. When she finally recognized who she was, Jenny cried in bewilderment, “You!?” The young woman turned away, ducking Jenny’s eyes. Jenny was not the only one who would recognize her—the entire nation could, too, because it was none other than Mimi Norton herself.