Alexandra Daddario

Going through the files, Thomas decided on Alexandra Daddario. He filled his backpack with some items he bought with the money he took from the Beverly Hills woman and went to bed. The next morning, he put her address into his car's GPS and headed to her place. He was not even thinking about school or work. It was late in the morning when he arrived at Alexandra's townhouse.

Thomas stopped time and put on a pair of gloves. The front door was locked, so he hopped over the fence to the small outdoor patio. He was happy to find the double glassdoors unlocked. He went in and found Alexandra relaxing on a chair and watching TV. She was wearing jeans and bra with no top over it.

Thomas looked at the TV. Alexandra had been watching Teen Mom. He rolled his eyes. The remote control was on the floor by the chair. He picked it up and looked around. There was a couch parallel to Alexandra's chair. He got behind it and restarted time.

Using the remote, he started changing channels.

"What the fuck?" muttered Alexandra.

Thomas could not see Alexandra, so he just kept changing channels. He ended up on The Weather Channel and cranked up the volume to maximum.

"The fuck?!" yelled Alexandra.

Thomas stopped time. He got up and saw Alexandra had stood up and was looking down, most likely for the remote.

Thomas walked over to Alexandra. He felt up her breasts through her bra. Then he reached around her and unhooked the bra. He slipped it off. He picked up the actress and carried her to the backdoor. He put her down and opened the door. He took her outside, sat her down on a patio chair and went back inside. He went to the edge of the glass doors where he could peek through the curtains and not be seen. He restarted time.

It took a couple of seconds for Alexandra to realize where she was and that she was topless. She jumped up and looked around while covering her breasts with her arm. She ran to the doors and tried to open them, but to no avail. She yanked on them harder and harder, but they would not open. "What the fuck?!" she cried.

Not a very big vocabulary, thought Thomas.

He stopped time again. He opened the door and brought Alexandra back in. He put her in front of her chair. He undid her belt then her jeans. He pulled them down past her knees. He then yanked her black thong down as well. He bent her over the chair, put one hand on her butt then turned her head, so she was looking over her shoulder. He put her other hand on the arm of the chair. Thomas took a photo of her then saw a hall closet he could hide in. He went into the closet and closed the door to a crack and restarted time.

The TV was still blaring the forecast. Alexandra shot straight up. She looked down and shrieked. "Oh my god, what is happening?!" she cried as she reached down and pulled up her panties followed by her jeans. She started to zip up her jeans.

Thomas stopped time again. He walked over to Alexandra and laid her flat on her back. He pulled off her jeans then removed her panties, so she was completely naked. He spread her legs then put her hands up under her chin. After posing her, he took some more photos from both the front and back before going back to the closet and restarting time.

Alexandra shrieked again. She turned over and sat up and pulled her knees to her chest. She looked scared and confused as she looked around in a panic.

Thomas stopped time and laughed. He was having a ball screwing with this hot young Actress's mind, but he had more in store for her.