Suddenly from around the corner came a gang of young black men. They came straight for Sally. It looked like about a dozen men, all on their late teen... or early 20s. They were all dressed in colors, all of them walking cocky. They surrounded Sally."Well look what we got here," one of the men said. "A white bitch on our street." I mean no harm," Sally stuttered. She was suddenly very afraid as this gang closed in on her.The speaker, obviously the leader, suddenly produced a knife and he pressed. ’ ‘I’ve heard it kills.’ Alex muttered. ‘You know we’re trying to keep this show as much under wraps as we can until the last possible moment and I’m wondering whether it is too smart to take all our stars out on the beach in front of everyone to film a scene.’ Jonathon said, locking his hands behind his neck and leaning back slightly. ‘Our stars?’ Alex raised an eyebrow. ‘Since I’ve been assigned to oversee this show I think our is accurate. If you insist on going out to Malibu to do this. " Pleased to meet you Ms. Sanders," I replied as calmly regaining my composure. I sat back down resting my feet back on my desk."Are you a dick?" she asked smiling."My friends don't think so, only my enemies. If you mean a Private Investigator the answer is yes, just like it says on the door." Then that makes you a Private Dick and with a name like Stud you must really be something," she all but cooed. Her lovely buttocks rested on the only chair besides mine one leg over the other allowing a. Hannah Faye. The intern he'd had a crush on before Gracy had claimed him. He gulped and felt a heat rise to his face that only partly came from the sensations assaulting his cock. Trying desperately to appear nonchalant, Nicolas turned to answer her. She stood on the landing, eyes full of concern. She was a petite girl, with kindly brown eyes and ash-colored hair framing a nearly cherubic face."Y-yeaah, I'm f-fine, it's just, uh.... H-hi Hannah," Nicolas stuttered, forcing a relaxed smile onto.