I snuck out Tori Spelling's trailer taking one last look at her partially clad body and stepped back out into the hot and smoggy LA air. I looked around again at all the hands frozen in place around the lot. There where plenty of beautiful women carrying props, shuffling scripts, or running errands for the directors, but I only had my eye out for one woman in particular.

As I searched for Jennie Garth's trailer or her heavenly body, I saw a young woman sitting in the lunch area about to take a bite of a hot dog. She was a brunette, slender, and dressed for the LA heat with her white halter top, blue cutoffs, and white tennis shoes. She had a newspaper in one hand and the hot dog in the other. Her eyes were glued to the paper as her mouth lay in an open position. The hot dog looked really tasty and I suddenly realized that I hadn't eaten since I left for the airport. I sat down beside the brunette and took a bite of the hot dog, trying to avoid her long slender fingers. I chewed happily as I stared down her top and into her cleavage. I reached out and touched her mounds. I smiled to myself and decided to have a little fun with her.

I reached into my duffel bag for a pair of scissors. I pulled the fabric away from her chest and cut through the middle of her halter right in her cleavage. I parted the two pieces of cloth exposing her round, pert breasts. Her two brown nipples stuck out like buttons. I took another bite of the hot dog and stared at them. By now, I was feeling very bold so I opened out of the mustard packets on the table. I dipped my finger in it and painted her pointed nipples until they were completely yellow. I then started painting her lips and eyebrows until they were just as yellow. I wiped my finger across her forehead and took the last bit of hot dog out of her hand. I kissed her on the cheek, leaving a ketchup and mustard lip print. I took a can of soda from another woman nearby and headed out to continue my search for Jennie Garth.

After a few more time experiments, (which included turning a "nude" love scene for a TV movie into a XXX NUDE love scene) I wandered back on to the 90210 lot passing Luke Perry and Jason Priestly again wondering if I was ever going to find her. I leaned against a cardboard background and looked over to a makeup chair to see a young blonde woman surrounded by two makeup artists.

Jennie was leaning back in the chair, eyes closed while a man and a woman applied her foundation and lip gloss. I was at a loss for a moment. Here she was, finally, after watching her and falling in love with the image on television, here she was in the flesh. She was wearing a dark blue blazer suit, nude stockings, and black heels. I leaned in close to get a whiff of her scent and closed my eyes. It was sweet and succulent like a bed of freshly cut red roses. I moved my head back from her face still admiring her aroma and nearly had a heart attack as I came face to frozen face with the two makeup artists.

I grabbed the female artist around her chest (coping a feel in the process) and dragged her away. I grabbed the male artist around the waist and pulled him close to the female artist. I positioned the man behind the woman, bending the woman at the waist. I lifted her dress up and yanked her panties and pantyhose down to her ankles. I unbuckled the man's belt and pulled his jeans and underwear down and saw that he already had an erection! I guess working that closely to Jennie Garth would excite any red blooded man. I spread the woman's ass cheeks and shoved the man's erection inside, waiting for the entry sound. I heard the little pop and headed back for Jennie.

I straddled the chair so that I was sitting on her lap and facing her. I moved her hair away from her eyes and caressed her face. I parted her lips slightly and reached inside her mouth with my finger just so that I could feel her mouth's wetness. I traced my glistening finger around her eyebrows and her lips. I leaned over and pressed my lips against hers letting my tongue probe inside her mouth and reveling in her lips' softness. As I kissed her I ran my hands down her arms and stroked her hair. I sat up and undid the buttons on her blazer and all the buttons on her black silk blouse underneath. I pushed the coat and shirt off her shoulders and down her arms, letting them fall to the floor. All she had on now was a strapless red bra holding in her immaculate breasts. She was gorgeous! I got up from the chair, (which was hard because I was hard!) and pulled her pants off revealing her red panties and garter belt holding her nude stockings. I was mesmerized! She was so beautiful that I thought I would come right then and there! I took her shoes off and unhooked the stocking from her garter. I slowly rolled the stocking down her right leg, caressing it as I worked it down her calf, ankle, and finally off her foot revealing her shiny red toenails and a gold toe ring. I then did the same with her left leg, enjoying the view of her unclad feet. I stood up and rummaged through the makeup kit on the table behind her, looking for nail polish remover and a cloth. I never liked painted toe nails and I wanted to see Jennie without them. I wiped her nails clean and cleaned her foot with soap and water. Once I was done I sucked on her big right toe.

I took all of my clothes off finally letting my throbbing cock free and carried Jennie to one of the bedroom sets. I lay her down atop the satin sheets and put her in a spread eagle position extending her arms and legs toward the four bedposts. I removed her silky bra letting her white creamy breasts free. Her pink nipples were slightly erect. Perhaps she was thinking about an upcoming scene with one of her leading men? I reached down and slipped by thumbs underneath the legs of her red panties and pulled them down her legs staring at her thin patch of pubic hair. It was just a touch darker than her platinum blonde hair. I could hardly contain myself. I guided myself inside her. Surprisingly, Jennie was already wet making it easy for me to work my way inside. Was she thinking about a love scene with Jason Priestly? I stared pumping faster and faster rocking the bed and in turn shaking Jennie's breasts. Was something happening? Her crotch started to get wetter and wetter and I could feel it contracting on my cock. I heard her let out a low moan. Was I losing the power? She stirred slightly and her hands reached up and touched my chest. Her eyes were still closed but now she was breathing heavily and moaning with each thrust. I wasn't sure what was happening, but I wasn't about to stop now. I could feel my orgasm rising from her moaning, I guessed that she was too. I let out a yell as I pulled out and shot my load on her bush, stomach, and breasts. A shot landed near her gaping mouth. As I lay down beside her, spent, I noticed that Jennie was frozen again. This time, her face was frozen in a state of ecstasy. Her eyes were squeezed shut, mouth gaping open. Her nipples turned a bright red and were fully erect. I reached down and stuck a finger in her crotch and felt the wetness. Somehow I had made Jennie fully participate with me and yet she was completely unaware anything was happening. This wasn't like when I froze time and took my neighbor's boyfriend's place underneath her and started time for her making her believe that she was riding her boyfriend. This was completely different. When I found Jennie, she was merely sitting back in a makeup chair getting prepped for a scene. I had taken control of her and made her an active participant!

I took one of the pillowcases and cleaned my sperm off of her. I carried her back to her chair and put her clothes back on. (sans bra, undies and hosiery of course) and put her back in the chair just as I found her, except for that undeniable look of ecstasy in her face. I took one last kiss from her, lingering on her soft lips. I hid out of sight and started time again and the world came roaring back to life. The two artists I had left in the rear entry position each let out a gasp and quickly pulled themselves together and back to work, each hoping the other didn't actually experience what had happened. Meanwhile, Jennie had sat up suddenly as if she had just awakened from a lucid dream. Her face seemed to suggest she was thinking, "Did that happen?"