Pete Davidson Blonde Novels & Stories

Blondie followed behind me. "Cute," I noted. "Very virgin-like," She smacked my arm playfully and I laughed. I noted how her cheeks flared up and it made me wonder if she was, in fact, a virgin. Blondie's room was just your typical girly room. She had this light purple colored wallpaper on there, fairy lights all around, and a whole collage of pictures on the wall. Then I noticed that in her older pictures, her hair wasn't blonde. "Nice pigtails. So, that's your natural hair color, huh?" I commented on a picture of her with Kai and Ryder. She was maybe around ten years old, and they were sitting at the beach, laughing to the camera.

He also had a stylist come to my apartment to do my hair and makeup - smoky eyes, siren-red lips, and an updo for the front part of my hair, leaving the back in long curls. Pete was a geek. He gave me a set of digital flashcards to memorize, so I'd know enough about his life to convince people that we'd known each other more than just a few months. I liked making my masters happy, and I was the kind of girl who always wanted to get an A, so I worked pretty hard at it. He quizzed me on the long drive to the venue. It was a little distracting because he looked so hot in his tux. Then it was distracting because he made me pull my tits out of the top of the dress and hike my skirt up to expose m

“Everyone here has a family to feed. I hope you can understand why they made this decision.” Pete was now sitting slightly on the edge of the table beside the computer, staring at the floor in frustration. Slowly, he turned his head to look at David. “Whose side are you on?” he asked sharply. The question came out colder than David expected. “Keep in mind you’re my assistant,” Pete continued. “You work for me.” David lowered his head again. Pete leaned forward slightly. “I need Petra back here,” he said firmly. Then he pointed toward the door. “Go get her. Now.”

He raked his fingers in his blonde hair and shrugged. "Well, she is not the first girl into the blonde king" Kelvin teased and they both laughed. "Who is the blonde King?" Thelma inquired. She wanted to be sure that they were referring to Oscar. Kelvin rose an eyebrow and asked "Who else would it be?" "Um... " Kelvin cut in, "I know you want to call my name but sweetheart, I have a light brown hair. Okay!" he bragged. "Fool!" Dave muttered and everyone laughed.

Alyssa said to herself cleaning up after their breakfast. “ Finally, I was scared you were ghosting us,” Padma heaved as Brie walked in. “ I’m sorry, so sorry. I had to do some last minute touch ups,” Brie apologized. Padma hadn’t noticed her hair first when she walked in. But as soon as she did she loved it. The 5’8ft fair skinned, green-eyed beautiful woman had dyed hair dirty blonde hair into silver and lavender. It wasn’t that some part of her hair was silver and the other lavender, No.