Kelly soon became a favourite of the visiting stars and they began asking for her by name whenever they played. Other venues in the LA area started to...call her offering work after female rock and popstars demanded her services if they were to appear in LA.The other make up artists and hairdressers couldn't understand how Kelly became so popular with the rock starlets and pop princesses so quickly. Her work was competant, but not exceptional and it was more usual for the stars to demand famous. Her shoulders shake with sobs as she realizes there's probably nothing she can do to get away...Grabbing both shoulders roughly, he pulls both arms behind her back, and slides back off the bed and to his feet, yanking her with him. Her bare breats bounce and jiggle with every movement and he has to avert his eyes briefly to keep from taking them in his hands right away... dragging her backwards the small distance, she nearly stumbles to the floor as he grabs the coil of rope from her dresser. She took a confident stride forward, then slid one of her impossibly heeled feet to the side, pulling the already tight material of her skirt almost to bursting point.With a smile he could only describe as evil, she grasped her skirt at the hips, and working her perfectly manicured fingers, began to inch it up her legs, bunching the material as it grew shorter.As she exposed her perfect legs, he groaned. The new stimulus was like pouring gas on a fire, he was losing the ability to withstand. She finally goes quiet and sits down fully and he can feel moisture leaking out around his cock onto his balls. She leans her head on his shoulder. “Oh I needed that," she says quietly. “I'm still hard," he says, "how about you stand and lean on the bench back and I come into you from behind." She grins at him and almost jumps off him and moves slightly to the side, spreads her legs and leans out, stretching her arms and grasping the back of the bench. He comes up behind her, lifts the short.