Jenny totally flubbed up her first day of internship and on the air no less. She was headed home for a session of self-loathing and gluttonous consumption of Ben and Jerry’s when Mr.—you may call me Kento—Nash, and all around KFHL station manager, summoned her to his office.
What Kento proposes next has Jenny’s jaw on the floor. He’s anything but conventional, but as he bares her flesh for the camera, Jenny is able to bare her soul to the world. Under Kento’s tutelage, Jenny finds herself swept away by circumstance into a whirlwind of lust and sexual discovery.
Carrie was sent to me from culinary school, trussed up like a holiday turkey in her textbook chef’s attire. Starched and unsoiled, I couldn’t wait to tear apart her layers and expose her to her baser desires. Like taking candy from a baby, I would take everything from her.
Little did I know, she wanted to do the same to me.
I would make beautiful Carrie Carlyle from Louisiana beg for mercy and I wouldn’t let up until I turned her from an innocent student into a depraved woman.