Lauren Fleshman Novels & Stories

*** Lauren's phone rang while she was sleeping in the room. A restricted number. She connected it. "Hello?". It was Madeline Carter. "Hi Lauren, you haven't opened I*******m since seven hours now. I sent something interesting". She disconnected the line. Lauren immediately opened her I*******m chats with Madeline Carter. It was Caleb Monroe in bed with a strange woman. Lauren trembled in shock. The restricted number came in again. Lauren reluctantly connected it. "I have another news for you Lauren Lancaster. Are you aware that your best friend Amy whom you thought had been practicing law in Los Angeles have been in Beverly Hills for three years, secretly meeting Ethan Whitmore?".

We immediately said yes. Lauren moved in this evening, unpacked her stuff and a few minutes ago, came in to say goodnight. My wife, Cindy, and I were sitting on the couch watching TV, when Lauren walked in wearing only a spaghetti-strap, v-neck pajama top and bikini panties. Lauren, who just turned 21, has long blonde hair and the most beautiful, clear, blue eyes I have ever seen. They are like pools of liquid that you could get lost in if you're not careful. I imagine a lot of the guys in her classes would love to get lost in her eyes or any other part of her killer body. "I really want to thank you both for letting me stay here." She said, standing next to the couch. Her pert nipples are p

You're not planning on sleeping under a bridge tonight, are you? I didn't respond. I just kept my eyes locked on both of them. "Hey! I'm talking to you." Lauren reached out to grab my hair, her voice shrill as she yelled, "You're just a service worker. You're supposed to serve me! Do you want me to report you?" I grabbed her wrist tightly. She had always maintained a self-disciplined persona online, but her so-called daily workouts were just a cover for her starving herself. My grip on her wrist made her gasp in pain.

As soon as she finished speaking, she didn't even bother to take a last look at the expression on Winona's face and just got into her car. On the other hand, before Lauren left, she also regarded Winona with a meaningful look. With a mocking smile, she said sarcastically, "It's not an easy task to help you debut alongside the others. Heath, you need to teach her the ropes. Otherwise, she might embarrass the whole group after their debut." It went without saying whom she was talking about. Lauren was a producer working for one of the entertainment agencies under Lark Group. Someone had told her that Chelsea and Liesel were very close friends, which was why Lauren had intentionally pulled some

"What's so special about you that has everyone talking and putting such a high price on you?" "I thought I told you to mind your own business," a woman comes from behind him. My eyes are still fuzzy making it hard for me to see too far. Kane moves out of the way to reveal a lady in her late twenties. She has long mousy brown hair and is tall and thin.

And then I’d remind her exactly who the master of this game was. “Baby… aren’t we done here?” I looked up. Lauren stood in the doorway of my study, completely naked, every curve on full display. That brunette body was smoking hot, full breasts, narrow waist, hips that swayed like she knew exactly what she was doing. This was what a real woman looked like. A real woman is supposed to be filled with adventure and fun. Not endless complaints or stubborn opinions or ..or pretending she was anything more than what I wanted her to be.

Keisha looked down at her own chest, then thought about Lauren's figure, her face full of contempt. "With her base? At most, she'll be able to fake a C." Keisha was an E. Ray burst into laughter. Lauren had received a 500-thousand-dollar settlement from Zac's wife's family. After compensating him 205,000 and adding her savings, she definitely had around 295,000 dollars in hand. But throwing that into the bottomless pit of plastic surgery? That money would disappear fast. He looked forward to the day Lauren became penniless and finally realized she'd been fooled by him.

I suddenly felt bad. Just then, the doorbell rang urgently and I rushed to pull it open. Lauren stood out, dressed up in an armless red mini flair gown that barely reached her knees, her high heels adding to her average height. Her hair is well made, looking brushed down her back in swirling waves, her face adorned with makeup. I Googled at her in surprise. " Laurene, what. . . . " She barely let me finish my statement as she pushed me back in and shut the door.

She answered. Chantelle, I need you to get ready for the party. "Don't tell me you've forgotten that today's is Damien birthday". Rosemary said. "No ma'ma I can't forget" . Chantelle said. We're expecting visitors in a few hours, and there's a lot to do." Chantelle looks up from the floor, her hands covered in soap suds. "What do you need me to do?" she asks. Her aunty continues, "You need to vacuum the living room, mop the kitchen floor, and set the table for dinner. " I believe you can handle that cause you've been doing it for years now". Rosemary said. I think the work will be much for me, please I'll be needing help. Chantelle said. "Will you shut it". Rosemary said. We've been feeding,