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Reality TV › Bam's Unholy Union
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
11
Views:
1,968
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. I do not know the celebrity I am writing about. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter Four
**A/N: Here's a short chapter. Hope you are liking this so far. REVIEW PLEASE!**
Chapter Four
Bam woke up that morning to a fight between Joanna and Missy. He kind of figured that this would happen, but not this early in the week. He rushed down stairs in a pair of boxers to see what the problem was. Problem: Joanna wanted to skate; Missy wanted to be a cunt. No big surprise there.
"What the fuck is the problem?" Bam screamed down from the balcony.
"What the fuck do you think is the problem? Your little fucking contest winner thinks SHE can do anything she fucking wants in MY house." Joanna just looked up at Bam, smiled, then rolled her eyes at Missy, which caused Bam to hold back a chuckle.
Missy just shot Bam a dirty look who was now walking down the stairs.
"I told her that she could do anything in MY house that she pleased." Bam snapped back, finally walking behind Joanna.
"If she wants to skate int he house; SHE can fucking skate in the damn house! She's MY guest and if you don't fucking like it then go fuck yourself!" Joanna's eyes widened at what he said to his wife, but something inside her knew that it had to do why Bam was flirting with her yesterday.
Bam finally led Joanna down into the kitchen where she was still a little frightened. She was clutching on to her deck so tightly it looked like it could break any moment now. You could see tears start to well up in her eyes she was so afraid. Bam handed her a towel and pated her on her back. "Don't worry about her. I told you that you could do what ever the fuck you want. Just ignore her. She's pissed that I have another female here."Joanna smiled at him wiping the tears away.
"Bam, I'm going to use your computer and check the forums and shit." she looked up at him hoping not to see Missy on her way to the computer.
"Use the one in my room. I'm going to go back to bed and the cunt is going to go to work, so you should be safe." He stuck his tongue out at her. She was almost shy as she was embarrassed seeing Bam how he was. Nothing but boxers and bad hair. Joanna laughed at herself for thinking of all of the vulgar things that she could do to him right now, but she tried to push it all from her mind.
Walking back up to his room, she was in front of him the whole time. Thoughts of what he wanted to do to her when they reached his room flooded his mind. Bam laid back in bed and watched her most of the time that she was on the computer. She had brought a disk with some of her recently filmed stuff and edited that, plus some of the stuff that she filmed her first day in Philadelphia.
Bam had told her lies to get her here, but right now all that didn't matter to him. All he could think about was how fast she typed, how she laughed when she edited, and how she was trying to take small peaks at him. The small peaks never happened though. It would always long gate out into at least 5 minutes where Bam had to pretend to be asleep.
Finished doing what she was doing she figured that she would peek around in his computer. Poking through she found a name she knew all too well: heartagram666.
Chapter Four
Bam woke up that morning to a fight between Joanna and Missy. He kind of figured that this would happen, but not this early in the week. He rushed down stairs in a pair of boxers to see what the problem was. Problem: Joanna wanted to skate; Missy wanted to be a cunt. No big surprise there.
"What the fuck is the problem?" Bam screamed down from the balcony.
"What the fuck do you think is the problem? Your little fucking contest winner thinks SHE can do anything she fucking wants in MY house." Joanna just looked up at Bam, smiled, then rolled her eyes at Missy, which caused Bam to hold back a chuckle.
Missy just shot Bam a dirty look who was now walking down the stairs.
"I told her that she could do anything in MY house that she pleased." Bam snapped back, finally walking behind Joanna.
"If she wants to skate int he house; SHE can fucking skate in the damn house! She's MY guest and if you don't fucking like it then go fuck yourself!" Joanna's eyes widened at what he said to his wife, but something inside her knew that it had to do why Bam was flirting with her yesterday.
Bam finally led Joanna down into the kitchen where she was still a little frightened. She was clutching on to her deck so tightly it looked like it could break any moment now. You could see tears start to well up in her eyes she was so afraid. Bam handed her a towel and pated her on her back. "Don't worry about her. I told you that you could do what ever the fuck you want. Just ignore her. She's pissed that I have another female here."Joanna smiled at him wiping the tears away.
"Bam, I'm going to use your computer and check the forums and shit." she looked up at him hoping not to see Missy on her way to the computer.
"Use the one in my room. I'm going to go back to bed and the cunt is going to go to work, so you should be safe." He stuck his tongue out at her. She was almost shy as she was embarrassed seeing Bam how he was. Nothing but boxers and bad hair. Joanna laughed at herself for thinking of all of the vulgar things that she could do to him right now, but she tried to push it all from her mind.
Walking back up to his room, she was in front of him the whole time. Thoughts of what he wanted to do to her when they reached his room flooded his mind. Bam laid back in bed and watched her most of the time that she was on the computer. She had brought a disk with some of her recently filmed stuff and edited that, plus some of the stuff that she filmed her first day in Philadelphia.
Bam had told her lies to get her here, but right now all that didn't matter to him. All he could think about was how fast she typed, how she laughed when she edited, and how she was trying to take small peaks at him. The small peaks never happened though. It would always long gate out into at least 5 minutes where Bam had to pretend to be asleep.
Finished doing what she was doing she figured that she would peek around in his computer. Poking through she found a name she knew all too well: heartagram666.