Libertyville’s Fourth of July picnic is a blur of hot dogs, off-key anthems, and Betsy Reynolds stuffed into a colonial corset she didn’t ask for. But when Johnny “Rocket” Malone—resident firework god and denim-clad flirt—offers her a taste of his potato salad and a whole lot more, things get explosive fast. With sparks flying overhead and limbs tangled in the grass, Betsy discovers that the real fireworks start after dark.
A man walks into a bar! He sees a sexy girl and chats her up. He walks her home and invites himself up to her flat where he gets a first class screwing, followed by a first class surprise! A standing prick has no conscience, neither does it have much sense. A cautionary tale for all self obsessed males( that's all of us...right?)
Kristen seemed like just an ordinary door-to-door canvasser for a good cause -- former child prostitutes in her case. She was looking for sponsors the way people do when they walk for hunger or something. But she wasn't going to walk; she was collecting something -- something measured in teaspoons.
A prankish High School Freshman girl raises funds for an elite summer camp by monetizing the crushes on her heartthrob High School Senior brother using a website, hidden cameras, a cleverly worded model’s release she tricks him into signing without reading, and prank after prank after prank.