John

"S-S-Sera! What are you doing?!" John stuttered as inch backward on the bed. In front of him, Sera crawls forward with nothing but lace underwear covering her voluptuous body.

"Come on Johnny I know you want these," Sera said seductively as she cupped her boobs in her hands. "I know you fantasize about me all the time. Why dont you turn it into reality?"

John felt his mouth go dry and his blood rush down to his dick. The power of those double Ds was too strong for his little brain to handle. John lunges forward and grabs her waist while planting his face between those juicy tits. He could hear her let out a moan turning him on even more.

John felt her hand slowly crept into his pants as she grabbed little John. With each stroke by her soft hands, John felt his soul slowly leaving his body and into heaven.

"Beep! Beep! Beep!" Just when John was lost in the world of pleasure he heard a weird noise from Sera's mouth. He looked up and was stunned to see Sera making the sound over and over again. "What the fuck?!!"

Sigh. John got up from the bed and turned the alarm off. "Damn I need to start turning off these alarms," John muttered under his breath. John looked around at the giant bedroom which felt empty due to the plain decorations. He then walked into the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror.

John had blonde, curly hair which was passed down from his mom. He had the face of a magazine model, fully fitted with crisp jawlines and high cheekbones. His eyes were golden amber which made him look even better. He took off his clothes revealing a tall fairly muscular body.

After 30 minutes John was dressed in a set of fresh clothes. He walks downstairs to a spacious living room with nothing but a few sofas facing a giant flat-screen TV. Beside the sofa, a fairly young man in a suit stood like a statue.

"Good morning Alfred" John greeted the man as he walks past him into the dining room, not waiting for a response. On the table, a hot meal was prepared not too long ago. John sat down to eat and Alfred walks over to Johns's side.

"Good morning Sir," Alfred said in a monotone voice. "Mr. Tanner wants to have a meeting this morning. In the afternoon Madame has scheduled your lunch at the Siena. She said it is imperative that u attend this."

John continued eating not minding Alfred at all. After he was done John got up and turned to Alfred. "Tell Mr. Tanner the deals off. Also, tell my mother I will not go meet any more of these rich bitches." After saying this John walked towards the garage. "Also clear my schedule for the evening"

"But sir madame said it is very important," Alfred said with panic in his voice.

John paid no attention as he kept walking soon he reached the garage. Inside a row of expensive sports cars were lined up with a few motorcycles in the mix. 'hmmm. which one should I drive today.'

"Eeny, meeny, miny, moe. Catch a tiger by the toe. If he hollers let him go. Eeny, meeny, miny, MOE!" Johns's finger landed on a blue I8. 'good one.'

John got in the car and drove off leaving Alfred by himself. " He never listens" Alfred muttered with a sigh.

The i8 drove through the busy streets of LA until it reached a quiet cemetery. John parked the car and walked on the freshly mowed lawn as the morning sun glares down on him. soon he stopped in front of a grave under a small tree.

on the granite gravestone the name "Morgon Revear" was etched, under it were the years 1991-2012. John quietly sat beside the gravestone.

"It's been 6 years since you left Morgon. Today my 25th birthday so you would've been 27 years old. It's not a big deal but nobody called to say happy birthday again. I know they are busy but it would be appreciated if they could at least acknowledge it you know. Aside from that, I had a dream about Sera again. I know, I know, but I really can't help it. I've known her for so long and yet I still haven't been able to have a decent conversation with her. " John started rambling on about the things that have happened over the past year. After talking for about an hour John laid down on the soft grass and slowly fell asleep.

John had a dream as soon as he fell asleep. This time it wasn't a sexy woman in bed but a dark figure of a man inside a very dark space. John couldn't make out the face of the figure except for his eerily bright red eyes. The man opened his mouth but no sound could be heard. The black figure slowly walked towards John until they were face to face. John tried to move but he couldn't budge a single finger.

"Relax. Relax this is just a fucking nightmare. it's not real, not real at all." John tried to comfort himself as the bright red eyes of the figure bored into his.

"%#&#@&$$$#&#@%@&##%#&#&&#%" The dark figure spoke in a foreign language and this time it's deep screechy voice rang in John's ears. The figure kept repeating that phrase like some sort of chant.