Bootycall — J.D. Hawkins

Red carpet. Backstage. VIP all the way, baby.

When you're the prince of Hollywood, and everyone wants a piece of the action. I've got paparazzi stalking my every move, and supermodels lined up to spread their legs for a shot at fame. But this girl is different. She's been hired by the studio to keep me in line. One wrong move, and my comeback is going up in smoke.

I should keep my distance, but I've never played by the rules.

I'm going to show her just how good a bad boy can be.