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Rica is an eighteen year old small town girl with big dreams of a life beyond the small town she called home her entire life. With only a suitcase, and her dreams of making it big. Rica soon finds herself in Los Angeles. Where she meets the Handsome stranger Dane that forever changes her life.
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Rica was eighteen years old and very attractive. Emerald green eyes, long wavy raven black hair, that set against her tanned silken skin. Long thin fingers perfect for playing the piano. Very well-kept she liked wearing her nails French manicured, it made her feel grown up. She had long legs and loved wearing mini skirts. Showing them off. Rica had a lot of dreams for her future, when she got out of high school. She was going to head to Los Angeles, and kick the small town dust off her feet. She didn't want herself becoming the typical small town girl, who married the boy next door, pumped out a few kids, and grew old. She wanted more.
Rica had fantasies. Some dark and sexual. She wanted to feel a man's hand all over her, touching her, in her most private of areas. She wanted to feel the roughness of big strong hands, as fingers slid into her panties, and teased her clitoris. In a circular motion massaging until she was breathing deeply, and weak. Then ripping the underwear from her tight, young body. And penetrating her soft folds, she wanted to feel her inner thighs forced open, as a large, experienced shaft entered her. Her nipples being licked by a warm, wet, tongue. Just thinking about it, excited her.
She eased over to her bedroom door. And quietly looked out into the hall. Her younger brother Timmy, liked to play on the carpet with his toy cars. She was in luck, Timmy wasn't out there, the coast was clear. As she locked her bedroom door, her imagination went wild. She barely made it to her bed, before she was in the zone. As she laid down on her bed, she closed her eyes, and slid her fingers in her panties and let the fantasy begin.
She was finally out of school, and had just stepped off the bus in Los Angeles. As she walked down the street with suitcase in hand, she saw a model, she had seen on many magazine covers. Walking with her poodles. She smiled. That's going to be me someday she thought. She crossed the street and sat down at a bus stop, opening a map to get her bearings. "Anything I can help you with?" said a deep masculine voice. As Rica looked up, she felt her breath catch. His name was Dane, Tall, Dark curly hair, steely blue eyes, a tan built Adonis.
He smiled. "You seem lost. Can I help?" Rica felt hesitant, but nothing that was that hot could be worse, she thought, as she sat the map down. "I'm new to Los angles I just got off the bus," She said pointing at her suitcase. "Oh, well let me be the first to welcome you to Los Angeles," said Dane as he admired her small, tight, frame. "If you like I can show you around, restaurants, hotels, rentals, maybe a few jobs," "A job sounds like a good idea," Rica would need cash to get an apartment. "Ok, I could use a job," said Rica as Dane hopped out and popped the trunk of his car open.
He quickly put the pale pink suitcase in his trunk. "The city awaits you," He said playfully as he opened the passenger door. The air conditioning felt good, and the smell of the leather seats reminded her of her dads car. Only his, was not a two seat black Mercedes. Dane slid in the car next to her, he could smell her rose perfume and breathed it in deep. As he put the car in drive. "Ok, I have a friend, nice old guy named Henry, has a burger joint, tips aren't bad. How about we go there? See if he can fit you in?" "That would be great!" said Rica excited. When they got there the old man was going crazy trying to keep up.
Thelma was late again. "Dane! Help me boy, its busy hour and Thelma's late again," "This is your lucky day Henry, I brought help," "Oh thank god!" said Henry. "Bless you, child," said Henry to Rica. As Dane threw her a green chef apron and grabbed one for himself. When the rush finally slowed, Dane said. "Henry, I want you to meet the best damn waitress this side of Los Angeles," Dane leaned closer. "And I hear, Louis has his eye on her," "No, really?" said Henry looking gruff. He despised Louis he was the rival burger joint three blocks down. "You better hire her, and make it worth her while," said Dane looking at Rica winking. "Or, Louis will have her," Henry stood thinking for a moment, "Louis would be so pissed if he found out you got her first," said Dane.
"You're hired!" said Henry. "Be here at eight in the morning tomorrow," "You got it Henry," said Dane as he shuffled Rica out the door and to his car. "You hustled that old man," said Rica laughing. "No, I just pointed out what he would miss out on," said Dane grinning. "You look hot and tired, it's been a long day, you can spend the night if you like. And get a fresh start tomorrow," Dane could see the hesitation in her eyes. "You need somewhere to crash for the night, that bus stop doesn't look too safe or comfortable. And I won't do anything that you don't want me to," After a few moment's Rica agreed and they headed for Danes place. Dane lived in a tall, black glass high-rise, on the fifteenth floor. The halls were gray carpeted, black doors, and white walls.
Everything was elegant and tasteful. Dane opened the door and clicked on the hall light. His apartment had style, decorated in smoke glass mirrors, and black carpet. "Very nice," said Rica. "Yeah, but wouldn't you like to see the rest of the place?" said Dane with a mischievous adventurous look on his face. As he wiggled his eyebrows up and down. Rica laughed as she entered and walked the length of the hall that let out into the living room. It was a breathtaking image. White shag carpet, a black leather couch and chair, track lighting on gray walls, big picture windows that overlooked the city.
