Every class meeting turned into a carnal festival for me after that first night with Myra. I'd stop time when things Mr. Watts' lectures got boring, (which was a lot) and then strip Myra nude and make love to her until I was sore. I started to get bolder with my powers and getting more experimental with every snap period. One night, I paused Myra as she was talking to the teacher and took her from behind right on top of his desk. I just lifted her skirt and yanked down her pantyhose and underwear as far as I could and wailed away. But class soon ended and even though I could find Myra anytime I wanted to, I decided that I had had my way enough with her and never saw her again.

After school ended, I took some time off from work, (a few days was all I needed.) and flew to Los Angeles. I figured that I would really have some fun and fulfill some true fantasies of mine, and I would start in Hollywood.

LA was just as awful as I remembered it. There was a mixed scent of smog and suntan lotion in the air. Not even a snapped walk through the City of Angels seemed to help my lungs. I "borrowed" a bicycle from a young native (who I managed to leave with her breasts and crotch exposed as I sat her on a park bench next to a homeless man) and peddled my way until I reached the FOX studios.

There were hundreds of people frozen in various states of rushing. I passed dozens of people in their cars trying to eat, talk on their cellular phones and sip their Avian water bottles all at the same time. It was quite a sight. Here I was gliding through traffic during lunch hour without a care in the world. That thought, and the thought of the starlets of 90210 at my reach put a huge smile on my face.

I finally found the set and saw the camera crews filming a scene between Jason Priestly and Luke Perry. I just shook my head because it looked like another confrontational scene. The show itself was pure trash, but there were certainly some beautiful women on the show.

The first trailer I found belonged to the producer's daughter, Tori Spelling's. I always thought that she looked a little like a fish, but her hairstyle looked so much like Drew Barrymore's (another fantasy of mine) that I just grew more attracted to her. I slipped past the people in front of her door and walked in. It was hardly glamorous inside. It was nice as trailers go, but I would feel cramped sitting here all day waiting for my turn in front of the cameras. I looked over to the back and there lay Tori, wearing a white terrycloth robe, and white tube socks. I must've caught her as she napped. A half eaten sandwich sat on a plate beside her bed. Her left arm and leg hung off the bed. Her socked foot grazing the trailer floor. Her outstretched hand lay palm up and half closed.

I kneeled next to her bed and rested my chin on her hand. Tori's hands were soft. Her fingertips tickled me a bit as I made them brushed against my neck. I reached out and caressed her face, tracing across her eyebrows, over her closed eyelids, and ending by running my index finger across her slightly parted lips. I undid the loose knot around her waist and parted the two sides of her robe. She was wearing a white bikini top and the matching bottoms underneath. Apparently she was about to shoot a scene on the beach or at the swimming pools or something. I even let out a little gasp. She looked very beautiful and serene lying there half dressed and sound asleep. Even in this frozen world, she felt soft and looked radiant.

I reached underneath her and bent her at the waist until she was in a sitting position. My ability to defy physics still amazed me. Tori's hair was still spread out to the sides just as it had been as she lay on the pillow. Her seated position looked more like an abdomen workout as she sat slightly tilted with her arms lying out the sides and one legs still dangling off the bed. It was quite an erotic looking slight. I slipped her arms out of the robe and draped it on the bed behind her. I then pulled her socks off waiting a moment to admire her toes and then finally slipped the knot of her bikini top.

Her ample breasts lay against her chest just as they would if she were lying down. It didn't matter much. They were beautiful anyway. I undid the knot on the side that was holding her bikini bottom in place and removed it from her, revealing her dark blonde bush. I was ready to explode. Here was a star of a television show frozen in one of the most exotic positions I had ever created. I started and stopped time for the briefest of instances so that her hair and breasts followed the laws of gravity. She hadn't moved from her position too much. I caressed her breasts, running my thumbs across her pink nipples. I wondered if I started time slowly enough so that my rubbing would excite her a little? I started time so that a second to her was a minute to me. I rubbed my thumbs faster and watched her nipple begin to harder. Her lips started to part and she started to lick her lips. I froze her with that look on her face and gave her a deep throated kiss, letting her tongue fill my mouth as I ran mine around hers. I put my hand between her thighs and felt the wetness beginning. By this time, by cock was ready to spring, but I decided that I had gone far enough with Tori. I put her bikini suit away in my duffle bag as a souvenir and put her robe back on. Slowly, I lay her down on the bed again. I left her robe open exposing her slightly. I decided that this was enough. I didn't want to sleep with Tori. I wanted to wait for another of her cast members.....