Ambrose
Watching my girl work was mind-blowing and hot as f*ck. Two weeks have gone by and nothing major has happened. She gets fan mail and presents every day that are checked and then sent up to the penthouse suite we were in.
She’s gotten more flowers from fans, executives of movie studios, actors, which I didn’t like because on those cards were them asking her out on dates. Did they not see the news of us kissing? She has stuffed animals, high-end brand-name dresses sent by designers, and a sh*t ton of jewelry was given to her. I was in awe.
Watching her on stage during rehearsals had me in a constant state of arousal and frustration. I hated seeing others touch her, especially certain dance moves that had their faces in her chest, or low by her p*ssy. But f*ck watching her m
