All of them, you have plenty of time.

It had been a long time since you heard from Sommer, a girl that lived in the house next door when you were younger. The two of you only really talked when you needed to ask something important or to wish each other a happy birthday, so you had to be curious why she was reaching out.

You: Yeah, what's up?

Sommer: This is probably a bit of a weird question but I have a last-minute business trip to LA, and I can't really find a place to stay. Can I crash at yours?

You had to think about it for a minute. She used to be a really good friend, and your couch was empty at night anyhow. But in the end, she was still a stranger. Well, did that really matter? You had seen some pictures of Sommer passing by on Instagram, and you had to admit that she grew into a really hot woman. That was definitely a bonus to have her around for a bit.

Sommer: It'll just be for a few nights! And wouldn't it be nice to hang out again? ;)

It would be nice to hang out again.

You: Sure, we've been meaning to catch up anyhow, right? It'll be like the old days!

Maybe that was a bit cringeworthy, but you hoped she would understand that you were referring to the sleepovers you used to have when you were both little kids. You quickly sent over your address as well, jokingly warned her that you didn't live in a castle and asked when she was going to arrive...

A soft smirk escaped your lips as you glanced over at the conversation with your good friend Brandon again. The two of you had met during college, and he was one of the only people who stayed in LA as well. He was always telling crazy stories about his nights out and about his photoshoots. He had been working as a photographer ever since he dropped out of college, and it had been pretty interesting so far, as far as you heard. This time, however, you were the one with an unbelievable story...

You: Guess who I met last night?

Brandon: Who?

You: Kim Kardashian. Every single part of her, actually.

It was impossible not to brag about last night. You just needed to get it out of your system.

Brandon: No way! And I thought I got lucky last night, at that party... You're going to have to introduce me.

You: Sure, we'll see about that. How was your night?

Brandon: Pretty boring! Went home alone, believe it or not. I did meet these crazy hot models, they're stopping by for a shoot later this afternoon. You should come, it could be a good promotion for your work!

Brandon had always been a pretty good friend. And well, publishing some pictures with two models might give your fame a little boost.

You: Alright, I'll be there in an hour?

Brandon: Perfect!

The loud clicking of some heels managed to pull your attention back to the real world around you. A gorgeous blonde woman had walked into the diner, dressed in a skimpy black dress and a long black coat that she probably could've buttoned up to cover up a bit more, but she clearly couldn't be bothered as she paraded inside. Her heels made a very clear noise on the tiles of the diner, her blonde hair was flowing down over her shoulders and she was wearing sunglasses which she kept on, making her even more intriguing. It was a lazy attempt of covering her identity, you could imagine.

It took a second before you realized who she was... Jennifer Lawrence! By then, the actress had stopped right in front of you, ogling you with a puzzled expression on her gorgeous face. Eventually, she looked over the brim of her sunglasses to make eye contact, and a soft smile appeared.

"I know you... You were with Kim last night, weren't you?" She must've seen you at the party last night. It made sense, and thinking about it - she did look pretty hungover. Clearly, she hadn't even changed yet before coming to the diner for some breakfast, but you didn't mind. She looked sexy as hell. "Yeah, we had a ... good time together." You smirked softly, collecting all of your confidence together to talk to one of the most known women in the world.

"I can imagine," She smirked. "Mind if I take a seat here?"

Of course, you didn't mind. "It'd be my pleasure." You gestured around the table, telling her to pick a chair. She settled down in the chair right in front of you, maintaining eye contact even when the waitress came by and she ordered just a coffee.

"Kim always gets the hot ones. She has a great taste for that," She teased you, but it was definitely a welcome compliment. Before you were able to react, you could feel one of her feet coming up. Her heel gently pressed into your crotch, running over the size of your cock and you froze in place. You didn't expect someone like Jennifer to walk into this diner for starters, but there you were. Sitting in the middle of this small restaurant with the actress's foot pressed up against your crotch, a playful smirk on her face as she clearly wanted to find out how you would react. Surely your reaction might determine the relationship with her if you happened to see her again...