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Disclaimer: The following story contains sex scenes and rude
words. It's fairly tame, and I'm pretty broad-minded, but the
decency laws in most states would require it not be read by
persons under 18. Also, if you're offended by adult themes, you
should probably leave now. More importantly, this tale features
women presented as sexual objects. There is nothing wrong with
this as they are only fictional characters. I urge readers,
especially young males, to not regard real women in this way.

This work is (C) 2001,2002 the author. Permission is granted to
freely distribute, provided it is not altered in any way.

There is no Nicola. All characters are fictitious. The situations
are made-up. This is only a fantasy, so any similarity to real
persons and events is pure coincidence.

Author's note: The "Nicola Adventures" are a series of erotic
stories about an Australian model-turned-actress who travels to
Hollywood to find stardom. They are to date: (in reading order)

1. Nicola's Hot Screen Test 2. Bikini Audition 3. Hollywood Party
Hostesses 4. Nicola Gets A Woody 5. Bikini Christmas Carol 6. Sex
Kitten <-

Please don't email me asking for the other stories, you can find
them in a Usenet archive such as deja.com or possibly ASSM's own
archive.

Feel free to drop me a line, but please keep it relevant to this
story, positive or negative. I'm
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Sex Kitten (Ffff exhib)

In spite of herself, Nicola was blushing furiously. People were
pointing and giggling at her. It was hardly surprising, though,
as the tall, beautiful Australian model was standing in the
middle of LAX airport holding up a sign that read "Sex Kitten".

   This was not how Nicola had thought this morning would turn
out. Just half an hour ago, Nicola was relaxing in the backseat
of the stretch limo, looking forward to her latest assignment. A
hot new girl band from England was being flown out to LA to shoot
their latest video, and it was Nicola's job to keep them
entertained while they were in town. Given that the three girls-
Kerry, Lil and Tash-  were all just 17, Nicola was looking
forward to playing big sister. A smile danced across her pretty
face as she imagined taking them to Disneyland. And the name of
the band- "Kitten"- it was just so cute! Nicola knew she was
going to enjoy the next two days.

   The limo had pulled up at international arrivals at LAX. The
driver, Earl, opened the door for Nicola. As she stepped out, he
handed her a placard. "Miss Baron, you'll need this." Nicola was
a little surprised by what was printed on it:

Sex Kitten

   "I thought they were called 'Kitten'," she said. Earl shook
his head. "Nope, it's '*Sex* Kitten'. I should know, my daughter
is a fan."

   The beautiful starlet took the sign and, with a
clack-clack-clack of her heels, entered the terminal. She quickly
located the gate where the girls's BA flight from London was
scheduled to arrive. There was already quite a crowd waiting for
friends and love ones to disembark. A number of people were
holding up placards bearing family and company names. Nicola took
a deep breath, and held up her sign too. Immediately, people
turned to look at the gorgeous brunette holding up the sign that
read 'Sex Kitten.' From the lustful gazes, many of them agreed
with the description. Nicola blushed alittle. True, in her brief
career so far she'd already been fucked six ways from Sunday by
half of Hollywood, but it was still a little embarassing to stand
in the middle of LAX with a bunch of nobodies, holding up a sign
that read 'Sex Kitten'. Thankfully, Nicola didn't have long to
wait.

   Three teenage girls emerged from customs. At first glance they
looked like near- identical twins. Each had long, chestnut
colored hair and sparkling blue eyes. They each wore near
identical clothes- hip- hugging shorts, and white halter tops
that exposed smooth, bare midriffs and delicious amounts of
cleavage. The three girls caught sight of Nicola and squealed
with glee.

   "Knickers!"

   Grinning, they rushed toward her. Before Nicola could say
anything, all three embracing her at once, drowning her in a sea
of tempting teenage flesh. The three eager young girls hugged
Nicola close, giggling and (Nicola was pretty sure) freely
groping her body.

   Nicola was a little stunned. Was this the three teenage girls
she was expecting? Was this Kerry kissing her passionately on the
lips? Was this Lil brazenly groping her ass? Was this Tash
rubbing her tits against her body?

   "Erm," Nicola asked at last, "Are you 'Sex Kitten'?"

   "You're not so bad yourself, for an old lady," smirked Kerry.
Nicola quickly realised it could only be them. "Who are you
calling old? I'm only three years older than you," she retorted.

   The girls laughed and introduced themselves. Nicola couldn't
help but leer at their tasty young bodies. All three girls were
dressed to expose as much of themselves as decency allowed. Her
agent had already given them info on her, which explained how
they knew her nickname. Nicola wondered if he'd also mentioned
her distinctly bisexual leanings? Steady, Knickers! she told
herself. She was supposed to chaperone these young girls, not
lead them astray. Earl collected their baggage and they went out
to the limo.

   In the backseat Nicola found herself once again with the three
eager young bodies pressed close against her. Ignoring the
temptation, Nicola tried to make conversation.

   "So, um, tell me about the sort of audience your music is
aimed at?

   "Well," replied Tash, "we have three main target audiences.
Number 1 is teenage boys who want to fuck us. Number 2 is teenage
girls who want to look like us so teenage boys will want to fuck
them. And number 3 is teenage girls who want to fuck us."

   "Oh?" asked Nicola, trying to sound innocent, "you have a big
lesbian following?" Tash nodded solemnly. "Yup, we're very big
with the dykes." Nicola thrilled to those lovely English accents.
Men in America had often told her how much her Australian accent
turned them on. Now she really knew what they meant!

   Time to change the subject again. "So, where would you girls
like to visit first? Disneyland? Universal Studios?"

   The three teens shared a naughty smirk, and then squealed in
unison, "Strip club!"

   "Strip club?" Nicola asked, surprised. "We want to visit a
real LA strip club," replied Lil. "Let's go right now," urged
Kerry, her eyes shining with excitement. "All the best clubs are
by the airport."

   Nicola sighed. Her dream of playing big sister and taking them
to Disneyland evaporated, and was quickly replaced with a vision
of herself as sexually-frustrated pimp taking the girls to LA's
seediest night spots. Oh well. It was her job to see the girls
enjoyed themselves, and Nicola was determined that if they were
going to a strip bar, she should make sure they were safe.

   "Earl, can you suggest a good club?"

   "'Headlights', Miss Baron, is always an excellent choice," he
replied. "OK," said Nicola, "'Headlights' it is."

**********

Nicola at least consoled herself that it wasn't as bad as she
though it would be. She stood, along with Kerry, Lil and Tash,
out the front of the garishly lit 'Headlights' club. Nicola had
never been inside a strip club before. Sure, she'd given some
spirited performances herself, but they'd always been in hotel
suites. Steeling herself, Nicola approached the huge muscle-bound
bouncer and said "Hi! Er, can we come in?" He glanced at the four
and shook his head (a feat that amazed Nicola, as he apparently
had no neck). "No way are any of you over 21."

   "Oh come on," cried Tash, "that only applies to boys!" The
bouncer didn't respond, but crossed his arms, causing his muscles
to bulge alarmingly.

   "Tell you what," chimed in Kerry, "how's about you let us in
if we show you our tits?" The bouncer's stoic face burst into a
grin. "Sure."

   Nicola watched with more than a little shock as her three teen
charges each lifted their halter tops to show their boobs to the
man. Tash even wriggled a little, causing her tits to jiggle. The
bouncer let out a whistle of appreciation. The topless teens
looked at him hopefully. "Now can we come in?" Kerry asked. The
bouncer reluctantly turned from the show to look at Nicola. "As
soon as you all, um, 'pay the entrance fee'."

   "What?" Nicola was surprised. Surely he didn't expect her to
flash him as well? Lil rolled her eyes. "Come on, Knickers, show
the man your tits and we can get in."

   Before she could reply, Kerry grasped the front of Nicola's
t-shirt and pulled. The material ripped all the way down and her
bra-less breasts bounced into viewer. Nicola stood, surprised, as
her boobs hung out of the gaping front of her t-shirt for
everyone to see. The bouncer stepped aside. "Have a nice evening,
ladies."

   Kerry, Tash and Lil squealed with delight and dashed inside.
Nicola, fumbling with her shirt, followed. She managed to repair
it as best she could by tying up the rip. However, her decent
t-shirt was now transformed into a very daring halter-top. The
knot strained to hold her tits in place, and a large swell of
Nicola's tanned tits were now on view. Sighing, she followed the
girls into the club.

   Inside, it was relatively dark and noisy. Thankfully, the
focus of everyone's attention was the three dancers working the
stage. Nicola now planned to steer Sex Kitten into a private
booth where they'd remain unseen. Although the girls were
vitually unknown in the US, Nicola didn't think it would be a
good idea if the British tabloids got wind of the girls's night
out in LA.

   "Oi, Knickers!" she heard Tash yell. Nicola turned and saw her
hopes for anonymity dashed. The girls were seated right next to
the stage runway, and were already lining up dollar bills in
front of them. Nicola walked toward them, trying to keep her
breasts from popping free.

   "Get us some beers, would you?" Tash ordered. Nicola frowned.
"You're underage!" Lil rolled her eyes. "We're already in a
stripclub underage. Now set us up for the night. A couple of jugs
should do."

   Nicola opened her mouth to tell the girls off, but thought
better of it. She was, after all, supposed to make sure they have
a good time. Does it really matter if it's at Disneyland or a
seedy stripclub?

   Nicola approached the bar. A busty topless barmaid was serving
drinks. "Hello, I've never seen you working here before, are you
new?"

   "I'm a patron, not a waitress!" Nicola replied, indignantly
adjusting her tits. Looking around, she realised her attire was
not too dissimilar to that of the girls serving drinks to the
customers. "I'll have a couple of jugs." The barmaid looked at
her coolly. "Now listen, I get enough of those cracks from the
men..."

   "Jugs of beer," Nicola added, "with three glasses. And a
ginger ale." She thought it best if at least one of them remained
sober. The barmaid poured the drinks, and took her money with a
scowl.

   Nicola returned to the girls, to find them hooting and
hollering as a blonde stripper enthusiastically danced on stage
before them. They were probably making more noise than the rest
of the men put together. They were cajoling their stripper to
remove her g-string, and she was tempting her teen audiences with
flashes of the blonde snatch beneath. Kerry beckoned the dancer
forward, and she obliginly placed a leg up on the brass bar that
surrounded the stage. Kerry then proceeded to stuff dollar bills
into the stripper's garter. Nicola appraised her performance with
a professional eye. So this is how girls who strip for a living
do it? Nicola liked to think her own, amateur approach had more
feeling to it.

   Lil noticed Nicola's intense gaze on the stripper and gave her
a wink. "Enjoying the show?" Nicola blushed. "She's alright."
Again, she wondered if they'd been told about Nicola's sexual
leanings. It wasn't exactly a secret. Everyone knew she and her
now-married friend Jennifer had been been jumping in and out of
bed, and then there was that unfortunate time at the Woodys where
Nicola had been caught in flagrante delicto with Kristi Ducati
(*see "Nicola Gets A Woody"). Lil leaned forward and stroked
Nicola's bare arm. "It's OK to enjoy yourself, we're all girls
here." Nicola stared into those shining blue eyes. Gosh, she
looked so young, but so sexually alluring. The club's yellow and
red lights dancing across the pretty teenager's face.

   "Hi, girls!" came a perky voice that started Nicola. She
looked up to see a smiling brunette wearing none-too-concealing
lingerie. "I'm Lacey. Any of you care for a lap dance?"

   Kerry gave a naughty smirk. "Knickers here is always up for
it." Nicola gave a nervous smile. She cast an eye over the
dancer. Tall, statuesque, her rosy pink nipples peeking through
the white bra she wore. Before she could reply, Kerry had already
stuffed a twenty in Lacey's garter. She gave Nicola a smouldering
glance and began to undulate to the beat of the music that
pounded through the clubs. Nicola accepted the dance with good
grace. If this is really what her three little charges wanted,
then so be it. They began to hoot and holler with delight as
Lacey danced for Nicola.

   "I've got to tell you, I don't normally get women customers in
here," Lacey said in a husky voice. "It's kinda turning me on."
She slipped between Nicola's open thighs and began to grind her
ass into her crotch. Nicola gasped at the electricity between
them. It wasn't just the Sex Kitten girls who were enjoying the
show. Many of the male patrons were switching their attention
from the stage to the horny twosome steaming things up on the
floor.

   Lacey slipped off her bra and draped it over Nicola's
shoulder, exposing a full pair of perky boobs. She pressed
forward between Nicola's quivering legs, pushing her tits into
Nicola's face. Nicola, uncharacteristically, was blushing
furiously. Although a real attention junky, this was beginning to
get a little out of her league. Lacey cupped her boobs, offering
the delicious treat to her.

   "Do you like them?" she teased. Nicola was starting to feel
not just embarrassed but more than a little horny. Lacey's lithe
body, slick with sweat, continued to wriggle against Nicola's
own, bare breasts sliding against exposed flesh. Nicola caught
Lil staring at them with naked lust. She gasped again. "Yknow, we
should be heading on to the hotel soon."

   Suddenly, a spotlight fell upon them. The DJ's voice rung out,
"Let's hear it for Lacey, and her very lucky customer!" A burst
of applause rippled through the club, led by some very loud
whistles from Sex Kitten. Nicola blushed even more, although
mercifully, Lacey now switched her attention to the larger
audience. She grinned at the men, groping her own boobs for their
delight. Lacey turned back to Nicola and grabbed her hand. "Come
on, let's have some fun." Nicola shook her head. The girls urged
her on. "Come on," Lacey said again. "My male customers would
kill to do this with me."

   Nicola turned to the girls. "One dance and then we leave."
Eager to see Nicola peform, they agreed. Nicola let Lacey pull
her up onto the stage. The audience were going wild. "A big hand
for our enthusiastic new dancer!" Lacey held Nicola by the hands
as they danced together. Despite her initial trepidation,
Nicola's exhibitionist streak began to take over, and she quickly
began to thrill to the lustful throng staring at her near naked
body. This isn't so hard, Nicola thought. Not too different to
the strip performances she'd put on for studio execs. Except of
course, here the rewards were... different. She looked down at
the beaming faces of Tash, Kerry and Lil, oogling her in
unashamed delight. Nicola closed her eyes, grooving to the beat.
She felt Lacey's hands glide across her chest, working away at
the makeshift knot that held her torn shirt together. Nicola made
no move to stop her, as her delicious tits were once again bared.
Nicola, smiling with pleasure, continued to dance topless, her
hefty 38s swaying and bobbing with every movement. The two
dancers moved closer together, their breast almost touching. "Do
you like them?" whispered Nicola to her co-star, teasing Lacey
with the same question she had asked Nicola earlier. Lacey
giggled. "Yum," she replied, and tweaked Nicola's erect nipples
between her fingers.

   The music gradually faded away, and the audience roared their
delight at the impromptu performance. Nicola blushed a little,
and stepped off the stage. "Come on, now, you agreed. We need to
check you into the hotel." The girls grumbled, but gave in.
Nicola led them out into the carpark, still trying to get the
tattered piece of cloth that had been her shirt to provide some
decent cover for her tanned tits. Without success. The girls
continued to stare at Nicola's chest.

   "Gosh, Knickers, you've got nice tits for an old lady,"
smirked Tash.

   "I am not old," Nicola replied. "I'm only 20."

   "No sag or nothing. Amazing," Kerry added. The girls giggled
and nudged each other. Nicola sighed, and humored them.

   Earl was treated to the sight of Nicola's bare tits swinging
free as she stuck her head into the driver's side window.

   "On to the hotel, please Earl."

**********

The concierge had eyed up Nicola's questionable attire, but in
the end they had got the Sex Kitten girls checked into their
penthouse suite. Giggling with delight, the trio had run
upstairs, leaving Nicola and Earl to struggle with the bags.


   "You head off," Nicola told him. "I'll catch a taxi home."

   With the bags on the trolley, Nicola followed her three little
charges up the room. Nicola entered the sumptuous suite. Sex
Kitten's record label had spared no expense to put the girls up
for their stay in LA. As Nicola looked around, she couldn't see
Tash, Kerry or Lil anywhere.

   "Girls?" she called. No reply. Nicola could faintly hear
someone talking in another room. A woman's voice. Australian...
Surprised, Nicola realised it was her own voice! It was coming
from the bathroom.

   "Wow, Melissa, wearing bikinis for  uniforms was a really
great idea. I bet we'll get lots of customers now."

   Nicola entered the bathroom. It was dominated by a large
hottub, in which the three naked Sex Kittens now luxuriated.
Clutching glasses of champagne, they turned to greet Nicola with
cheeky grins. In front of the tub was a huge widescreen TV,
showing the naked Nicola changing into a bright-blue bikini. It
was, of course, 'Bikini Stewardesses 2'.

   "We found one of your movies playing on TNA," explained Kerry.
Nicola suddenly found it hard to concentrate. The three teenage
temptresses were naked, right before her very eyes, wearing
nothing more than smiles. Three delicious pairs of boobs, turning
pink in the hot water, were laid out before Nicola's leering
gaze. She licked her lips.

   Onscreen, Nicola had finished getting dressed. Her outfit was
a travesty of an airline stewardess's- apart from the blue bikini
was a little blue hat, and white cuffs on otherwise bare arms. A
pair of gold wings was clipped to a bikini strap, which strained
under the weight of Nicola's tits. It was obvious here was a
stewardess who gave more than a smile with her service. Nicola,
or rather "Kelly", turned to the other actresses who were
similarly dressed. "OK, girls, let's get out there and show those
guys the best time ever!"

   "You look really hot in that stewardess outfit," Lil
commented. She seemed unable to tear her gaze away from Nicola's
onscreen tits. The offscreen Nicola was having the same problem
with Lil's chest. "Uh-uh," she replied, only half-hearing her.

   "Yknow girls," said Kerry with a smirk, "I reckon Knickers
here is just dying to strip off and jump in with us." The other
two looked up at Nicola with broad grins. "Yeah, come on in, the
water's lovely."

   Nicola was torn. She did so want to slip into that warm,
bubbly water with the three lovely, naked nymphettes. But they
were so young! And it was Nicola's job to look after them in LA.
Mind you, part of that involved Nicola making sure Sex Kitten had
a good time while they were here, and they'd all have a good time
if they watched the end of the movie together. Nicola found
herself thinking it would probably be OK if she joined them for a
while. No hanky-panky, just Nicola and the teens relaxing
together in the hot-tub. Nothing wrong with that, is there?
Nicola's resolved crumbled. Ordinarily, Nicola would wear a
bathing suit, but as none was available, she might as well go au
naturale. Slowly, she unbuttoned her jeans. The girls cheered her
on. Nicola told herself just because she's nude, and the girls
are nude too, and they're all nude together in the hot-tub
doesn't mean they're getting up to naughtiness. Nicola began to
remove the tattered shirt. The girls whistled, encouraging Nicola
to show off her fabulous tits. She tossed the rag aside, leaving
her gorgeous body naked except for a white g- string. Nicola
paused, unsure whether to continue. Looking into the shinning
eyes of those three horny girls, Nicola quickly decided to slip
it off too and toss it in the pile.

   The action on-screen was beginning to match that in the hotel
room. Bikini Airways had installed a hot-tub into its plane, and
one of the male passengers was luxuriating in the water. The
busty Australian beauty leant forward, thrusting her cleavage
toward him. "Good afternoon, Mr. Rockwell, is there anything I
can do for you?"

   The now naked Nicola slipped into the tub. The warm water felt
so good against her bare skin. Immeadiately the three girls
swarmed around her, pressing their wet, naked bodies against
Nicola. Teenage hands brushed against her nipples, causing them
stiffen with excitement. Another naught set of fingers slipped
into her pussy, teasing her swollen clitoris. The four girls
cuddled together, making themselves very comfortable to watch the
rest of the movie.

   On-screen, things were getting pretty hot too. "Oh Mr.
Rockwell!" Nicola gasped. The passenger had loosened Nicola's
bikini top, freeing her tits. The stewardess was clearly enjoying
the attention now being lavished on her bare breasts.

   Nicola continued to watch herself being groped on-screen, as
the girls groped her in person. Lil's pretty face appeared before
hers, blocking the view. The teenage pop princess gave a
mischievous smile, and then kissed Nicola passionately on the
lips. Nicola closed her eyes, surrendering herself to desire.
Lil's tongue slid inside Nicola's willing mouth, and the starlet
eagerly began to suck on it. Other hot little mouths began to
work at Nicola's aching nipples. Fingers slipped boldly inside
Nicola's pussy, delving deep into her hot, pink flesh. Nicola
groaned with desire, wriggling to hips to fuck the hand
penetrating her. In her sex-fevered mind, she was no longer
fucking three different girls, but one single wall of naked teen
flesh that simultaneously sucked on her tongue, tugged on her
nipples, and probed deep between her legs. She wasn't just
fucking Tash, Lil and Kerry, she was fucking Sex Kitten. Nicola's
stomach muscles rippled with the orgasm building deep within her
luscious body. She was going to cum like she had never come
before.

   Forgotten, 'Bikini Stewardesses 2' continued to play. "Ooooh,
Mr. Rockwell! Thank *you* for flying Bikini Airways!"

**********

Nicola awoke to find herself alone in the hotel room. In a moment
she remembered what had happened last night, her pathetic attempt
to resist sexual desire for the girls, that had ended with the
four-way all- girl orgy in the hot-tub, while Nicola's TNA movie
had played on the big screen TV. Nicola groaned. It was going to
be a long day.

   First, she showered. Emerging wet and naked from the bathroom,
she began to look for her clothes. She remembered her t-shirt was
beyond repair, but she still couldn't find her jeans or knickers.
After giving up the search, and deciding she couldn't leave the
hotelroom wearing just the towel, she decided to borrow some of
Sex Kitten's clothes. The girls' entire wardrobe consisted of
halter tops, boob-tubes, and skimpy outfits. It seemed they
didn't own anything that didn't show off their bodies.
Unfortunately, the girls were quite petite compared to Nicola.
None of the jeans fitted, so Nicola had to settle for a very-
short hot-pink miniskirt that left her tanned thighs bare.
Feeling it was a little unhygienic to borrow any underwear,
Nicola decided to risk wearing nothing underneath, hoping to keep
the beaver flashes down to a minimum.

   Her ass and pussy now covered, the topless Nicola now searched
for something to cover her delicious tits. The girls were way too
small, there was no shirt, halter-top or boob-tube Nicola could
cram her 38s into. She did, however, find a long silk scarf that
gave her an idea. Nicola hung the scarf around the back of her
neck, draping the two ends over her shoulders and down her chest.
She arranged the scarf to cover her boobs as much as possible,
and then tucked the loose ends into the skirt, tying a belt arund
her waist to keep them in place. Nicola stood before the mirror,
appraising her ad hoc outfit.

   It certainly looked daring. The scarf formed two strips of
material that (just) covered her tits, but left not just her back
and arms bare, but also the sides of her body, and her chest from
her throat to her navel. As long as Nicola stood with her back
straight, the scarf remained taut, covering her breasts. If she
relaxed and slumped forward, the material hung loose, and her
tits slipped from the outfit and bounced into view. Nicola turned
to admire herself in the mirror, thrilling to the sight of all
the bare skin her scarf-blouse displayed. In fact, Nicola
realised, far more of her was exposed than covered! But at least
she wouldn't be arrested. Now she was ready to face to world.

   Nicola was smiling broadly as she entered the hotel's
restaurant. Kerry, Tash and Lil were eating breakfast and poring
over the morning papers. Nicola approached them, eager to show
off her new outfit.

   "Very spunky," said Tash. "Alot better than what you had on
yesterday," added Lil. "We'll make a Sex Kitten of you yet,
Knickers."

   Nicola blushed at the compliment. Having the three young girls
leering at her really turned her on. There was no guilt over last
night. So Nicola had jumped into bed with three teenage girls on
their first night in a strange, new city, so what? She had shown
them love and affection. Better that it was Nicola running her
tongue over their nubile little bodies, and not some Hollywood
sleaze-bag. Still, Nicola thought it best if they cooled if for a
while. Slip back into 'big sister' mode.

   "What are you reading there?" Nicola asked. "Check this out,
you'll love it," said Kerry, thrusting the paper toward her.
"'News of the World' direct from England."

   Nicola gasped. Right there on page two, it was her! Naked on
stage with Lacey at the club yesterday, her three wards staring
up at them. The headline read, "Sex Kittens live it up in LA".

   "'The tasty trio had no sooner arrived at LAX when they headed
off to a local strip club. Not only did their minder, Australian
starlet Nicola Baron, let them go inside, she climbed on stage
and entertained the girls with a striptease of her own.'"

   Nicola blushed. Someone had taken pictures of them yesterday!
And now her bare breasts were splashed across the British
tabloids! Oh, well, Nicola sighed, at least if the movie biz
falls through and she has to become a Page 3 girl, she's already
got a leg up. Or rather, a boob up.

   "Definitely one for the scrap book," said Tash with a grin.

   "Come on," said Nicola. "Your call time is for seveno'clock."

**********

   With their chart-topping success back in England, Sex Kitten
had been sent to LA to reshoot an even sexier version of their
video for the hit 'Kittens 4ever'. Nicola had seen the original
version, it had featured the girls in their halter-tops and
hip-huggers as the camera slowly lingered over their luscious
teen bodies. She wondered just what the American version would do
to out-sex that?

   The limo whisked them out to the location for the shoot. The
first part of the video was to be shot on a football field. Upon
arrival, the girls were bundled into the make-up and wardrobe
trailer, leaving Nicola free to hang around the set.

   This was, she reflected, a pretty easy job. Look after three
teenage nymphos, try not to fuck them. Well, try not to fuck them
*again*. Otherwise, Nicola was free to do as she pleased. She
introduced herself to the crew, and was a little disappointed
that they didn't recognise her. However, wearing her sexy outfit,
she made plenty of new friends. Nicola was careful to keep
herself covered up, but accidents still happened, and every now
and then Nicola would forget, slump down in a folding chair, and
inadvertently expose her boobs to the crew. She quickly become a
popular girl.

   "May I have your attention please," came a voice through a
megaphone. Nicola turned to see the 2nd AD standing on the steps
of the trailer. "About to make their US debut, we proudly present
England's hottest girl band, Sex Kitten!" He pulled open the door
to the trailer, and the three girls emerged into view to the
sound of applause from the crew.

   Nicola was certainly impressed by their entrance. The girls
were dressed in their costumes for the video- 3 very revealing
cheerleader outfits. The top consisted of a tiny bikini bra, two
small red triangles of material that barely covered their boobs,
tied around their luscious bodies with thin straps. The bottom
half was a very bried red flared skirt. Tash did a twirl, causing
her skirt to fly up, revealing matching red bikini mini-briefs
underneath. The outfit was finished off with white sneakers, and,
to make them look even younger, each Sex Kitten had her hair
bound in a pony tail. The final effect was to show off as much
skin as possible in a music video. Nicola's eyes hungrily skimmed
across their bare stomachs, cute little bellybuttons, and lean,
smooth legs. All thoughts about playing big sister flew out of
her head- she wanted to fuck them again!

   Kerry, Tash and Lil bounced down onto the football field,
grinning at the attention from the crew. They were arranged on
the ten-yard line, and the crew set up to shoot their routines.
Nicola pulled her chair in close to get a good look at the girls
in action.

   "OK girls, shake those pom-poms!" the director called. The
teenage temptresses launched into a well-choreograped cheer
routine. They lip-synced to their song on playback, but it was
their other talents Nicola was more interested in. High kicks
flashed their crotches to the camera, and the jumping about set
their boobs jiggling within the modest confines of their bras.
Nicola watched, amused to realise that this was pretty much how
she appeared when she was 'performing'. She was certainly
enjoying the show they put on. Was it her imagination, of were
they casting mischievous looks in Nicola's direction as they
beaver-flashed her?

   After an hour, the director decided they'd got enough coverage
and it was time to move on to the second location. The girls,
still in costume, would be taken by Nicola in the limo, and the
crew would follow as soon as the gear was packed up. They were
still gathering equipment as Nicola and her three giggling
charges made themselves comfortable in the back of the limo.

   Nicola licked her lips as she looked them over. "Mmm, you look
hot in those outfits."

   "Thanks, Knickers," replied Tash. "That's quite a compliment
coming from such a nice piece of ass as yourself."

   They dissolved into laughter. Nicola still continued to oogle
them. This evidently wasn't lost on Kerry. In the confines of the
limo, she jumped over to straddle Nicola, pushing her tits into
her face.

   "You've been eyeing these puppies up all morning," she teased.
"Go on, help yourself."

   Nicola didn't even stop to think. She popped the clasp on
Kerry's bra, revealing those cute little pink titties that she
had been first introduced to last night. Nicola selected a
nipples, and clamped her lips around it, happily sucking on the
teenage tit like a newborn babe.

   "Woah," gasped Kerry, "take it easy old girl. You practically
swallowed my whole boob." Nicola mumbled an apology, though it
was obvious from Kerry's continued gasps of delight, none was
necessary. Tash and Lil moved to either side of Nicola, her
unusual top allowing them easy access to her boobs. Soon, Nicola
was enjoying the sensation of her own breasts massaged and
nipples tweaked as she slurped contently on someone else's.

   All to soon, the limo stopped, and Earl announced they had
arrived. The girls rearranged their clothes, before getting out
of the car.

   They were at one of the larger sound stages at Universal. The
producion had rented an unused set from a recently-wrapped
big-budget sci-fi feature, a series of gleaming white corridors
and rooms that was supposed to be the interior of an alien space
ship. However, for Sex Kitten's video, it was going to be
transformed into something else: a girls locker-room and sauna!
All that was needed was a few smoke machines to produce steam.
The idea was that, after coming off the field from cheerleading,
the girls would jump into the shower together, and then relax in
the steam room. As the crew began to setup the location, Nicola
and the girls went over to meet the extras for these scenes. They
were a dozen beautiful models, all them dressed in nothing more
than a towel. Nicola cast her professional eye over the bevy of
starlets, taking in their exposed thighs and cleavage, and
judging them to be a good- looking team of what Tash, Kerry and
Lil might call 'crumpet'. However, Nicola was rather scornful to
discover that none of the extras were contracted to do nude
scenes, and no-one had any intention of showing any skin
whatsoever.

   Shooting soon began. Again, Nicola had nothing more to do then
watch the action. Things got pretty steamy very quickly, and it
had nothing to do with the artifical steam filling the
'locker-room'. The first shot required the girls to jog down a
corridor, smiling into the camera as they stripped off their
cheerleader outfits and tossed them aside. Of course, they would
only be shot from the neck up, but Nicola and the crew had a
surprise in store. The director called for a take, and with the
camera rolling, the girls launched into their action with
enthusiasm. As the three shrugged off their bikini tops, a gasp
of surprise rung out. The girls had decided to actually strip for
the camera. Still lip- syncing perfectly, the three smiling
beauties stripped completely nude in front of everyone. They did
the action just as rehearsed, though with their now bare boobs
bouncing deliciously with every step. The take complete, the
director called cut.

   Tash, Kerry and Lil stood around, still nude, as the director,
1st AD and camera op conferred. As far as Nicola could tell, the
camera op was pretty sure they got a nipple or two popping up in
the bottom of frame. However, the 1st AD felt they were pushed
for time and should print the take anyway. The next shot was a
reverse, so they'd be able to edit around any naughty bits in
post.

   The camera reset to shoot the same action but from behind. The
girls grumbled alittle at having to get dressed again, but were
soon back in their birthday suits, and the camera rolled as they
skipped nude down the corridor.

   Nicola was intrigued by the crew's reaction to the impromptu
strip show. She was used to professional B crews, who spent their
working days with naked starlets like Nicola. This crew was
clearly more used to their cast wearing clothes, and Nicola
caught many of them leering at the naked Sex Kitten girls. She
didn't blame them!

   With the first couple of shots completed, the girls continued
to hang out nude, much to everyone's delight. A wardrobe
assistant brought them robes, but the high-spirited teenagers
refused them. "We're getting into character," Tash announced.
"Yeah, just like Dustin Hoffman in 'Marathon Man'," added Lil.
They burst into another fit of giggling.

   "Is this your first time naked on camera?" Nicola asked.
"Yup," replied Tash. "Except that time that 'News of the World'
photographer talked Kerry into posing nude in his hotel room."

   "Shut up!" giggled Kerry. Nicola smiled. It was a sexy
situation she knew so well, to stand around naked as the clothed
crew bustled about their various jobs around them. The perfect
employment for would-be exhibitionists like Nicola and Sex
Kitten.

   The next series of set-ups required the girls to don towels.
It was hardwork, shooting the teenagers lying in provocative
poses about the sauna. The extras lounged in the background,
haughtily ignoring the three stars who kept flashing their tits
at the cameras.

   The girls were beginning to thoroughly enjoy putting on a
show, but were miffed that it would only ever be seen by the
crew. "Can't we have some nudity in this video?" Lil complained.
"All this is sexy alright, but the final product just won't have
us full monty, will it?" The record company rep, a young but
rather stern girl, explained that there could be no actual nudity
in the final cut.

   Tash cast of her towel and stood before the rep stark naked.
"You put these in the video, and this song'll go straight to #1."
She cupped her breasts to demonstrate just how much talent she
had in her tits. The rep sighed, and stalked off, promising to do
what she could.

   Shooting continued. For sure, the footage was daring, with
lots of bare thighs, cleavage, and backs, but still no real
topless shots, let alone a good full-beaver.

   The rep returned, and explained that she had been on to the
company, and they had agreed to make a version with nudity.
However, as this cut would screen on US cable networks, the girls
were too young to do it themselves, and there was no time or
extra money to renegotiate any of the extras' contracts. The
upshot was, the girls could have nudity in the video if they
wanted it, but they'd quickly need to find someone willing to
show their tits for free.

   Tash, Kerry and Lil looked at each other with evil grins, and
squealed together, "Knickers!"

   Nicola jumped. "Oh no," she said. "I'm not baring my tits for
some music video!"

   "Aw, come on, Knickers," begged Lil. The three teenagers
gathered around Nicola, rubbing their naked bodies against her.
"Please, do it for us."

   "You want me to strip, on camera, right now, and for no
money?"

   "Go on," urged Kerry. "You're ever so good at stripping and
everything. There's only one more setup, we'll get a few quick
flashes of your boobs and that'll be all."

   "Well..." Nicola looked at their anxious, imploring faces. And
not just them, Nicola guessed the crew were silently hoping she'd
do it too. "OK."

   The girls squealed with delight. Before Nicola could ask where
wardrobe was, they began tearing at her clothes. The scarf went
flying, exposing Nicola's impressive 38-inch tits. With a wiggle
of her hips, Nicola's red miniskirt was also stripped and tossed
aside. In a second, Nicola was as naked as her three charges.

   Before they wrapped on this camera setup, Kerry had an idea
which she convined the director would be brilliant to shoot. It
was quickly agreed upon. Kerry, the mischievous little Hitchcock,
decided not to let Nicola in on what was going to happen.

   Nicola was given a towel to wrap around her nude body, and
directed simply to walk down the corridor. Didn't sound too hard,
Nicola told herself. The camera rolled, the director called
action, and Nicola strolled down the corridor toward her mark.
Suddenly, with a whoop of delight, Kerry snatched away her towel.
Surprised, Nicola squealed and tried to cover her tits. Kerry
beamed with delight, as the director proclaimed that take very
much a print. They quickly shot a close-up of Nicola's reaction,
with Kerry repeating the action of seizing the towel. Despite her
ample exposure in B-movies, Nicola still found herself blushing
with embarrassment, as her body was bared on camera in this
different genre.

   The shooting moved on to the final setup. One room had been
converted into a shower set complete with working plumbing. The
director ran a block-through with the cast and crew so that
everyone knew what was happening. Despite this only being a
rehearsal, the girls continued to parade around the set naked,
their nubile teen bodies glistening with the make-up designed to
look like droplets of water. Nicola at least retained the modesty
of the towel, although it became apparent that she would again be
naked for these shots. The girls too would be naked, but much to
their disappointment they would only be shot from the neck up.

   It was time to shoot Nicola in the shower. She reluctantly
handed the towel to the wardrobe girl, and stood naked in one of
the stalls. In the confined space the crew clustered around the
naked starlet, the camera only a foot away from her bare body.
Nicola glanced around at the male faces of the camera op, the
focus puller and the boom op, standing so close they could reach
out and stroke her bare boobs. Nicola smiled at them nervously,
and they smiled back. The director and the rest of the crew, plus
Sex Kitten, were clustered around the monitor, no doubt enjoying
the close-ups. The 1st AD called for the camera to roll, and the
production  jumped into action like a well- oiled lapdancer.

   Just before the director called action, another instruction
was shouted out, one that Nicola had never heard before. "Cue
water!"

   A moment later the shower head burst into life, spraying
Nicola with water- freezing cold water! She gave a squeal of
surprise. Her nipples instantly hardened to succulent bullets.
The director called out instructions to her, "Nicola, start
lathering up!"

   The eager young starlet complied, and taking a sponge and some
liquid soap, began to scrub herself all other. The cold water
continued to sleet down her naked body. The camera shot close-ups
of her stomach and boobs, as she covered her body in a thin foam
of lather.

   "Great, more, more!" called the director. "Rub some soap on
your tits." Nicola squirted the liquid soap down her boobs. She
set the sponge aside, and began to massage it into her breasts,
squeezing her hefty charms. Coated in the slick fluid, Nicola's
boobs caught the light and shone brilliantly.

   Inspite of herself, Nicola was beginning to feel very horny.
She continuted to grope her own tits, tweaking her hot pink
nipples. She could imagine the final effect on film, more torrid
than anything she'd ever shot before. A warm, satisfied feeling
began to grow in the pit of her stomach. Nicola longed to be able
to slip a hand into her open pussy and masturbate openly, but
controlled the urge.

   Nicola was enjoying herself so much she didn't realise the
director had called cut. Nicola blushed, and the Sex Kitten girls
giggled. The shower stopped, and Nicola stepped out of the stall,
still covered in water and soap. It had been the last shot of the
day, and the crew began to pack up. The girls flocked around
Nicola once again before she had a chance to get dressed, eager
to grope the beautiful starlet before she the wardrobe assistant
brought her her robe. Nicola was still naked then, as they
bundled her into the dressing-room.

   Nicola was in a daze of sexual desire as the limo drove them
back to the hotel. The girls were laughing and joking, recounting
the day's shoot. They had thoroughly enjoyed spending most of the
day naked, in front of a largely male crew who tried desperately
not to notice their naked, nubile young bodies.

   Nicola tried desperately to remember her vow of chastity for
today at least. Steady, Knickers! she told herself. Just drop
them off at the hotel, then back to your place for a quick wank.
Kerry's hand "accidentally" strayed across Nicola's naked thigh
and up her skirt. She let out a gasp, and crossed her legs. It
was the longest car ride Nicola had ever taken...

**********

Finally, Nicola got them back to the hotel. She wanted to make a
quick getaway, but her sense of duty overwhelmed her, and she
knew she at least had to see Sex Kitten safely to their room.

   They made it, with just a little light groping in the
elevator. Nicola was still horny as hell, but she was beginning
to control her pussy, which seemed to be mewling out for a little
Sex Kitten action. Nicola stood in the open doorway of the suite,
a little afraid of what would happen if she let herself enter.

   "Aren't you going to tuck us in?" asked Tash with a hungry
look. Nicola gave a look like a deer caught in headlights and
shook her head. "Not tonight, girls. You need to be at the
airport by 8 am."

   "Oh, come on, Knickers!" said Kerry, taking her by the arm.
"Just a goodnight kiss, that's all we ask."

   Nicola paused to consider. Just a kiss, a quick peck on the
cheek. Could she trust herself with that? Kerry closed her eyes
and offered her cheek up to Nicola's lips. Nicola sighed. "OK.
But just a quick one and then it's off to bed." She stepped
forward, and instantly realised she'd made a mistake.

   Tash and Lil seized Nicola by the arms. Kerry opened her eyes
and gave a wicked grin. "Oh no, my dear Knickers. After a day
like this, we expect you to take care of us. Ain't that right,
girls."

   "Yes!" yelled Tash and Lil in unison. Nicola was bewildered.
She was so worried about her trying it on with the girls she
didn't realise they may try it on with her! She struggled, but
the two teens were surprisingly strong. Kerry reached out and
seized the scarf that Nicola had made into a makeshift top. She
pulled it off with a flourish, baring Nicola's boobs, her stiff
nipples betraying her own sexual desire. With a smile, Kerry's
hands traced a path down Nicola's bare stomach, down to her
mini-skirt, and with a sharp tug it too was lying on the ground,
and Nicola was once again completely naked.

   Kerry took time to play with the starlet's chesty treasures.
Her forefinger traced a circle around Nicola's aureloa, the sharp
nail digging ever so slightly into the tender boobflesh. Nicola
gasped. "L-let's talk about this, shall we?" she stammered. It
was hopeless, though. She wanted to fuck these pretty young
things as much as they wanted to fuck her. Kerry didn't reply,
but switched her attention to the other nipple, eliciting another
groan of painfully obvious pleasure.

   Tash and Lil looked on, their eyes gleaming bright with
desire. Nicola gave an unexpected jerk, and broke free. As they
stared at her in surprise, for a moment she was free to run. But
instead she lunged forward, seizing Kerry in a passionate
embrace. Nicola's lips were on Kerry's, her hot tongue slithering
out into the teenager's eager mouth. The couple flung themselves
onto the bed still making out. Nicola closed her eyes, losing
herself to the passion.

   Slowly, Kerry let Nicola go. She gave a whimper, looking
around to see where her plaything had gone. Kerry was kneeling
between her legs, like some kind of teen nun worshipping at the
altar of her dripping cunt. Tash and Lil were pulling her ankles
apart, spreading Nicola's legs even wider, before snuggled down
next to Kerry. Nicola's pussy, swollen and eager, lay before them
like an open oyster. She let out another whimper, anxious for
them to get to the task at hand. Tash, Kerry and Lil soon obliged
her, pushing their pretty young faces into Nicola's gash. An
explosion of pleasure erupted in Nicola's crotch, as three
tongues simultaneously slithered across her clitoris, each of
them fighting over that wet little pearl of delight. Nicola soon
mcame, drenching her three little charges in her own cunt-juices.
It didn't stop there, and Nicola was soon orgasming again.

   For the tasty Aussie starlet with a penchant for pussy, it was
a long night...

**********

Nicola awoke. She was lying naked and alone in the centre of the
suite's four-poster. It was after nine, so the girls must've
already checked out, and were by now on a plane back to England.
Nicola sighed, she was going to miss those three horny little
sluts.

   Nicola showered, washing away the pungent aroma of last
night's orgy. It was certainly something not many people would
believe, Nicola enjoying not one but two nights of hot and steamy
lesbian sex with the teen pop band Sex Kitten! Imagine that
getting into the British tabloids.

   Nicola smiled with the thought as she stepped out of the
shower. Her beautiful tanned body glistened with water. Nicola
frowned, unable to find a towel. There was nothing to dry herself
with in the bathroom. She went back into the suite. The girls had
packed thoroughly, leaving nothing behind- no towels, no sheets,
no clothes. Nicola not only had nothing to dry herself with, she
had nothing to wear.

   Nicola scrambled around the room, trying to find anything. The
sheets had been stripped from the beds. Nothing that might
conceivably be used to cover herself was left behind. No
magazines, no newspapers, no cushions, no doillies. She even
tugged on the curtains, but they were firmly fixed in place.

   The busty beauty's mind swam. What was she to do? Although
Nicola been naked in public before, she was never too far away
from her clothes. This time she had absolutely nothing. She'd
even walked naked through this very hotel room (*see "Hollywood
Party Hostesses"), but that had been very late at night with not
too many people around, and she'd been heartened by the fact that
she wasn't alone but accompanied by her rival Angela. She
remembered the stern look the concierge had given her yesterday,
when she had been wearing a ripped t-shirt. He wouldn't be too
happy with Nicola's current attire.

   Nervous, Nicola gnawed on her fingernails. There was a very
real danger she might actually get arrested for public nudity.
When it came to turning a blind eye to exposed boobs, California
police were less willing than their Australian counterparts. With
the girls checked out, the room was "vacant", and at any moment a
new guest might waltz in and find instead of a welcome mint
waiting for them, the naked Nicola perched on their pillow. There
was nothing else for it, she'd have to put a brave face on it and
try and sneak out.

   Nicola slowly opened the door and peaked her pretty face out.
The hallway seemed empty. Her heart racing in her damn fine
chest, Nicola began to formulate a plan. If she could find an
open linen closet or something, she could cover her body before
attempting the elevator. The coast clear, Nicola snuck out into
the hallway. The door to the hotel suite closed by a click, and
Nicola realised there was no turning back now.

   Gently, she tiptoed down the corridor, her boobs bouncing with
every step, the carpet lush beneath her bare feet. This was a
fine practical joke to play on me! thought Nicola. Stripping her
naked at the club, and again on set wasn't enough for Sex Kitten,
they had to leave her nude just one more time.

   Nicola reached a door that looking like a linen closet. She
tried the handle- damn, locked!

   Suddenly, from the other end of the hallway came the sound of
approaching footsteps. Nicola panicked, and began trying doors at
random. They were all locked! Around the corner, Nicola saw a
figure appear. Nicola frantically tried one more door, and it
opened. She quietly ducked inside. Safely out of the public
corridor, the naked starlet let out a sigh of relief. Now that
she was in another hotel room, she could look for something to
cover herself up with.

   Nicola turned. Sitting on the floor, apparently not having
noticed her enter, was a young boy playing a Playstation. Nicola
squeaked in shock. The boy turned to look at her, and Nicola
dived behind the sofa. He gave her a funny look, and Nicola
couldn't tell if he'd seen anything or not.

   "Who are you?" the boy asked, suspiciously.

   "I'm Nicola," she replied, trying to hide. "I'm, er, the
maid."

   The boy continued to eye her up. He stood up from the game,
and for one moment Nicola thought he was going to walk toward
her, but thankfully he stayed put.

   "You talk funny," he announced at last. Nicola gave a nervous
smile. "I'm from Australia." He took a step toward her, and
Nicola shrank back. "You look like that lady in that movie on TV
the other night. Mom wasn't here, and I figured up how to get the
restricted channels."

   Nicola's eyes widened with shock. He recognised her! He
must've watched 'Bikini Stewardesses 2' the other night as well.

   "Don't be silly," she laughed. "What would a movie star be
doing in your hotel room?"

   The curious boy continued to eye Nicola up. Behind her sofa,
Nicola tried to think of a plan. She could make a dash for the
door, but whoever was out there before might still be there, and
the boy would get an unforgettable look at her ass. She still
couldn't tell if he realized she was naked or not. From the way
he was staring at her, he obviously thought something was odd.
Nicola's mind was still racing when he started to walk toward
her. "What are you wearing?" he asked.

   Just then, a woman strutted in from the other room. Obviously
the boy's mother, she took him by the arm and walked toward the
door. "My son and I are going down for breakfast now. Please have
the room cleaned by the time we get back."

   "Yes ma'am," Nicola replied, relieved that they were going.
The woman stopped, and turned an inquisitive eye on the
attractive Australian girl crouching behind the sofa. "What on
earth are you doing down there?" she demanded. "Er, just
dusting," Nicola replied.

   The woman shrugged. "Come along, Chip," she said and dragged
him along. "Mom, that lady's got no clothes on!" Chip cried, but
thankfully she ignored him.

   Alone at last, Nicola went into the bedroom to find something
to wear. The woman looked about Nicola's size, so she was bound
to have something that fit. Nicola was rummaging through the
closet when she heard voices from the other room.

   "But I thought she was the maid!"

   "No, ma'am, I'm the only maid working on this floor."

   "She was a naked movie star!"

   "Be quiet, Chip!"

   Again Nicola's panicked. There was only one exit from the
bedroom- the window! Still naked, Nicola clambered out onto the
fire escape. The cold LA morning air chilled her skin and
stiffened her nipples. She listened for the voices. Nicola
quailed as the stern figure of the mother appeared at the window.
Thankfully, she didn't see Nicola. However, she did slam the
window shut. Nicola was trapped outside! And she still didn't
have any clothes!

   Cautiously, Nicola made her way along the fire escape. She
tried not to think about the tall, glass-windowed buildings
looming up around her, and the people inside who might be treated
to the sight of Nicola's bare body.

   At last, Nicola found an open window, and slipped back inside
the hotel. She was standing in a small alcove at the end of a
passageway. Breathless from her escapee, Nicola took a moment to
get her breath back, her gorgeous tits heaving with each gasp.
But there were more footsteps approaching! And voices:

   "She's on this floor somewhere."

   "It's that damn Aussie girl again!"

   Nicola looked around for a place to hide. There was a
breakfast cart handy. Nicola dived under it, although having seen
this very scene many times in movies before, she doubted any good
would come of it.

   The next thing Nicola knew, the cart was being wheeled away
with her tucked underneath it. Nicola silently prayed it would
take her somewhere she could get some clothes, but somehow she
doubted it.

   The cart stopped outside someone's room. "Room service!"

   "Come in."

   Nicola's heart was pounding as she was wheeled into the suite.
She was still safely hidden, but for how long? From the bathroom
a voice called out, "Thanks, just leave it there." More
footsteps, and a door slam. Nicola waited, holding her breath.
Nothing but the sound of running water. She realised she was
alone in the suite, with the guest in the shower. Now was her
chance! Nicola slipped out from underneath the trolley. She stood
naked in the middle of the room, looking for something to wear.

   "Wow! Now that's what I call room service." Nicola whirled
around, to see a middle-aged man in a robe standing in the
bathroom doorway with a very big grin on his face. She gasped,
and grabbed the first two things to hand- which turned out to be
the metal lid of the serving tray, and a copy of the hotel's
cable-TV guide.

   "Um, hiiii," Nicola said nervously, carefully manoeuvring the
tray to cover her boobs, and the magazine to cover her muff.
"Hello," he replied. "I'm Doug." He held out his hand, but
quickly realised she was no position to shake it.

   "I'm Nicola, and, erm, I'm in a spot of bother." The metal was
cold against her tits.

   "So I see." Nicola realised he wasn't looking directly at her,
but just a little off to her side. She cursed her luck.

   "There's a mirror right behind me, isn't there?" she asked. He
nodded. "And you can see my ass, right?" Again, Doug nodded. "If
it's any consolation, it's a very nice ass," he added. Nicola
sighed. "It's just not my morning!"

   Now he was staring at her crotch. "Pardon me," asked Doug,
pointing at her joy department, "but isn't that you?"

   Indignant at his impertinence, Nicola looked down at what he
was referring to, and gasped in surprise. Her neatly-groomed
pussy was covered by none other than a picture of her own smiling
face! It was an ad for 'Bikini Stewardesses 2', printed in the
guide. Wryly, Nicola observed that she'd never had so much
'exposure' before in her career.

   "Well, yes, it is," she gave a nervous laugh. Doug frowned.
"Is this some sort of promotion for the movie?" he asked.

   Nicola shook her head. In desperation she opened her mouth,
and the whole story came flooding out. "I had to pick up the
girls at the airport and I was standing in LAX holding a sign
that said 'Sex Kitten' and they wanted to go to a strip club and
I had to take my clothes off for them but I wasn't supposed to
have sex with them, but I did, and I said I wouldn't again, but
they made me take my clothes off for their video again, and we
were all naked together in the shower, well it wasn't a real
shower it was a movie set, but I got so horny and I was just
going to back back home and wank (I swear!) but they tricked me
into fucking them again and took all my clothes and now I'm naked
here with you."

   "I see..." Doug replied.

   "Look, I really need some clothes. Have you got anything,
*anything* I can wear?"

   "Well..." Doug stroked his chin. "I do have something here."
He rummaged through his luggage and took out a case. As he opened
it, he explained. "The thing is, Nicola, I'm..." he threw back
the lid to reveal a pile of bikinis. "... a travelling bikini
salesman."

   Nicola smiled broadly. "That will do nicely."

**********

Smiling, Nicola strode boldly down into the hotel lobby. People
stared, a few gasped. Still smiling, Nicola bid them all a good
morning.

   "Miss Baron! I should've known it was you!" a voice cried out.
Nicola stopped and saw the red-faced concierge marching toward
her. "And good morning to you," she said warmly.

  "I received complaints that a naked young woman is running
around my hotel, and here you trot, as bold as brass, naked into
the lobby."

   "Oh, I beg to differ," Nicola declared. "As you can see, I am,
in fact wearing an original, hand-made Antonio Barudi two-piece
bathing suit." With a elegant wave of her hand, Nicola indicated
her near-naked body barely covered by the bikini. The concierge
squinted at her. "Go ahead, take a close look," Nicola
challenged. "I've got a great body, and this garment, while
admittedly... daring, is undeniably a fine article of clothing."
Nicola adopted a model's pose, one leg forward, chest thrust out,
chin up high. Not to be outdone, the concierge thrust his face
between Nicola's boobs, pretending to examine the alleged
garment. Nicola ignored him.

   "I am in fact *not* naked, so if there is someone running
around your fine hotel nude, it is not me."

   The concierge flushed. "But that is hardly suitable attire.
Your breasts are practically popping out of that top, that g-
string reveals almost all of your backside, and I can only assume
you have the closest bikini wax in all of Hollywood."

   "Be that as it may," Nicola replied. "I *am* wearing clothes.
Now if you'll excuse me, I have a photoshoot to attend." She
pushed past him, but he held up an envelope.

   "Your English friends left this for you." Nicola snatched it
from his hand and stalked out. Standing on Hollywood Boulevard,
she attracted even more stares, but Nicola ignored them. She tore
open the envelope and read:

Dear Knickers, Hope you liked the little surprise we left for
you. Think of it as an initiation rite! You're a real Sex Kitten
now, babe.

Hugs - kisses- licks, Tash Kerry Lil

Nicola sighed. LA just wouldn't be the same without those three
little English nymphos running around.

END.

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