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Subject: {ASSM} Hollywood After Dark - Chap. 8b (MF, MMMF, cons, oral, MC, reluc, drugs, cuck, celeb) - 2/2
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CONTINUED FROM FIRST PART UNDER SAME HEADER NAME IN THIS ARCHIVE






ALEX'S STORY:
	
	With so much on my mind as I returned to LA, the cab pulling to a
slow halt out front of my building, its a wonder I actually noticed
the car across the street. Getting out and paying the cabbie, I pulled
my one piece of luggage from his trunk and tapped on the trunk to
signal that I was done.

	As he pulled away, I fished my keys out of my pocket. It was great to
be back in town, even though I knew that the road ahead would be
tough. Pulling out my keys, my cell phone fell out of my pocket.
Picking it up, I saw only one bar remaining and a NO SIGNAL message
across the screen. Damn companies and their horrible coverage, I
thought to myself as I turned it off.

	Walking towards my door, I still don't know to this day what made me
look back. Turning my head, I glanced across the street. Down a ways
from where my building was, I spotted a white BMW convertible sitting
aside the curb. It wasn't the car (there were plenty of them in LA) so
much as what was next to it that caught my eye. Bent over the rear
driver's side wheel, I saw a tight, jean short clad ass studying the
wheel. She was trying to unscrew the wheel locks, and seemed to not be
having much luck with it. Stopping now and studying her, I could make
out a shapely body and a small frame but not a face from the distance
that I was away from her.

	I mentally weighed my options - here I was, back from an exhausting
trip, on the door step of my house (and thus my bed) and all I had to
do was turn the knob. Conversely, across the street was what appeared
to be a very attractive woman in need of some help. I knew the
neighborhood was fairly safe, but with the sun going down, it wouldn't
be like that for long. Unlocking the door, I chucked my bag inside and
re-locked the door before going down the steps once more and
approaching the girl.

	Drawing closer to her, I could make her profile out a bit better.
Rather petite, with longish brown hair and a white sleeveless blouse,
her jean shorts occupying the top of a pair of decent length legs. Her
skin was flushed from the sun, but I could tell that she had a darker
complexion than most. Not Hispanic or black, but vaguely Middle
Eastern.

	Hearing my approach, the girl pulled the tire iron a little tighter
into herself and looked at me, squinting slightly in the sun. I could
make out her face only slightly, as the sun was setting behind us and
the last rays bathed the street in a sort of daytime darkness.
Standing up, her trusty tire iron in her hand, the girl leaned against
the side of the car.

	"I'm not real good with these things, I guess I probably shouldn't be
driving huh?" she said, downplaying her own lack of skill in
mechanics.

	"No, its ok, I'm not the best either. I do know how to fix a tire
though," I said with a smile as I neared her. She was definetely
small, no more than 5'3 or 5'5. I could smell a mixture of sweat and a
designer perfume on her skin as I crouched down to examine the tire.

	She had done little to get the wheel locks off, aside from scraping
the paint off of them and probably giving herself a muscle cramp. I
could however, see why she was changing the wheel: along the surface,
there appeared to be a deep gouge or cut in the hard rubber, like
someone had slashed the tire. Oddly though, the gash looked fairly
recent, as if it had just occurred or...

	My thought was interrupted when she spoke again.

	"Thanks for your help. I would have called Triple A but I can't get a
signal in this part of the valley," she said.

	"Yeah, that happens a lot. I just noticed that my cell was dead too.
Your first problem is these wheel locks. You have to take them off
before you can get the tire off. Helps prevent theft. Could you get me
the key for them?"

	"You mean like, the key that I start the car with?" she asked.

	I smiled at her lack of understanding. She really WAS clueless. "No,
they are special locks. Try looking in the glove compartment, that's
usually where manufactuers or dealers might put them,"

	"Ok, no problem," she said, bounding over to the passenger side of
the car. It really was a beautiful piece of machinery. Fairly new, all
leather interior and fully equipped. As I lifted my head to look at
the stereo system, I saw the girl bent over the passenger door, her
blouse open at the top and her bra covered breasts visible as she dug
around in the glove box. I lingered in my view for a moment before she
found the wheel locks, my head quickly dropping back down as I
pretended to fiddle with the wheel.

	Coming back a moment later, wheel locks in hand, she crouched down
next to me, holding her small hand out and open.

	"Are these them?" she said, looking me straight in the eyes. It was
hard not to return the look - for the first time, I made out her face
and was astounded by the pulchritudinous face before me. Her eyes were
a rich brown and seemed to be the kind that men fought wars over, her
lips crested and ridged with delicate peaks and valleys. Her heart
shaped face, with its slighy moisture on the brow and above the lips,
was touched with two small moles that seemed to only assert that this
vision was real and not something imagined as beauty personified, left
me stunned and speechless in the street.

	"Yes...thanks," I said, taking the wheel locks from her. My hand was
trembling a bit I noticed, as my mind digested and absorbed the face.
I had seen her before, I just needed a name to put with a face. What
was it?

	"Hi, I'm Natalie by the way," she said, answering my question. I
looked at her again and saw her hand extended. Shaking it, feeling the
warm touch of her skin against my hand, I tried to compose myself.

	"Alex. I live right across the street, that's why I came to help," I
said. It wasn't the most smooth thing in the world, but I felt
intoxicated sitting here and talking to her...to Natalie. Maybe it was
the heat.

	"Wait, are you the Natalie that..."

	"Yeah, that's me," she replied, glancing down at the road. I guess
she didn't like to talk about work.

	"What are you doing over here then?" I said. "I mean, in this
neighborhood. I'd think that an actress like you would..."

	"I was driving and I heard a thump thump thump sound, so I pulled off
the freeway. I didn't want to stop in the middle of traffic so I just
found a street and pulled down it," she said, her voice lowered as she
leaned in closer to me. "I guess its good that I did, huh? I mean,
where else would I meet a big, helpful man like you?"

	"I er...well, you would have to uh," I said, clearing my throat. "Let
me uh, get back to this wheel,"

	I almost jumped then, as Natalie touched my arm, stroking the hairs
on the side of it.

	"Ok Alex, please do that. I don't know what a helpless girl like me
would do if you didn't," she said, her voice taking on a pouty sort of
tone.

	I was incredibly torn inside. The cute, innocent little school girl
act that she was putting on was incredibly erotic and was making my
heart thump and my crotch bulge, and yet I couldn't get over something
about the situation, something about how it didn't feel quite right. I
just didn't know, but it was incredibly hard to concentrate with her
small, lithe, beautiful body next to me. I tried to ignore her touch
as I took off the wheel locks and focused on the tire.

	Somehow I managed to do it. Standing up on shaky legs a few minutes
later, I handed the wheel locks back to Natalie and rolled the flat
tire over to her trunk. She opened it up and brushed aside a few bags
of clothes before letting me set it in there. Shutting the trunk, I
leaned back against the car and looked at Natalie, who had a hand on
her hip and was studying the street and the trees that were moving
slowly in the wind.

	"Well, you're all set," I said, wiping my hands off.

	"Thanks a lot. So Alex, I hate to impose you after you just saved me
the cost of a tow truck, but do you think I could get something to
drink? I'm really pretty hot from being out here and it's a few miles
to the nearest store. If you don't mind of course," she said, a rather
sultry tone in her voice.

	"Sure, come on in," I said, walking towards the house. Natalie
followed me up the stairs and stood just a foot or so behind me as I
turned the key in the door and opened it again.

	Turning on a light, I kicked my suitcase out of the way, Natalie
closing the door behind her.

	"The place isn't much to look at and is kind of messy, but I've been
out of town so,"

	"No, I like it. It feels very homey, very comfortable," Natalie said,
cutting me off. I lingered in the living room for a moment, not really
sure how to procede. I had forgotten, for the moment any ways, the
urgency of things that were going on with Katherine and Racheal and
Antamount. Plugging my cell phone in to charge, I stood for a moment
before turning on my heel.

	"Well er, have a seat. I'll get you something to drink," I said
because I didn't know what else to say, as I walked into the kitchen.

	Getting down two glasses from the cupboard, I opened the fridge and
took out a pitcher of water and some ice. Plunking the cubes into the
cups, I poured the water as I thought about the situation to myself.
Here was Natalie Portman, sitting in my living room after I had helped
her out. My instincts said that there was something off about the
whole thing, but my body was telling me to go for it and to let my
guard down. Opportunities like this didn't come very often, and
distractions like this were perhaps just what I needed to clear my
head and make myself feel more reassured about what I knew I had to
do.

	Walking back into the living room, the glasses in hand, I called out
to Natalie as I approached.

	"I'm not sure how fresh this water is but it is cold and,"

	I stopped in mid sentence as I stood in the doorway of the living
room. Natalie was seated on the couch, her medium length brown hair
slung over her shoulder as she leaned against the backing of the
couch. Her hands were at the bottom of her blouse, unbuttoning the
last button as the damp garment hung from her shoulders, opening just
above her hands to reveal her modest cleavage.

	Natalie saw me looking at her and smiled, standing up. Walking with a
sexy thrusting of her hips in each step, she drew incredibly close to
me, wrapping her small fingers around one of the glasses as she
delicately extracted it from my grip.

	"I'm sure it's fine," she said, her voice a whisper. Holding the
glass in her hand, she moved it to her long, graceful throat and held
the sweating side of the cold glass against her throat. Sighing
softly, she closed her eyes and seductively moved it up and down her
smooth skin, letting the beads of moisture soak into her body.

	Tracing it along her throat, Natalie let the edge brush against her
cheek as she moved it to the other side, again sighing in contentment
at the refreshing feel of the water against her body. Opening her
eyes, Natalie slowly raised the glass to her delicate lips and sipped
from it slightly, her eyes meeting mine as I stood there, dumbfounded
and incredibly aroused.

	Her throat muscles worked slowly as she swallowed the water down,
sucking a cube of ice between her teeth. Lowering the glass from her
lips, Natalie held the cube between her teeth and traced her tongue
all around it as she lewdly sucked it into her small mouth. A slight
crunch sound filled the room as she chewed the ice, swallowing it too
down before opening her mouth and revealing her small, pinkish tongue.

	"Thank you for the water, it was just what I needed,"

	"Natalie, I," I said, trying to come up with something to say to this
succubus in front of me. Natalie however, would have none of it, and
raised her finger to my lips.

	"Shhh...I'll do all the talking for both of us, mmm k?"

	I nodded dumbly and watched as Natalie set her glass down, taking my
glass from my hand as well and setting it on an intable. Shrugging her
blouse off of her shoulders, she folded it up neatly and tossed it
onto the couch. Reaching her arms behind her back, she unclasped the
pink bra that she was wearing underneath the blouse and let it slide
slowly over her shoulders. Her nipples were a rich pink color, the
tips darker than the rest of her B-cup or so breasts, the perkiness of
them just enough to fill up a man's hands.

	Letting the bra drop to the floor, Natalie tilted her head up to mine
and ran her hands up and onto my chest, squeezing and playing with my
own nipples as my heart thudded in my chest.

	"Now, a decent man like you is hard to find Alex," she said. "So I
think that you need a reward for all your generosity. I'm going to get
on my knees now, unbuckle your pants, slide them down your thick,
muscular legs and suck your cock. Would that be ok?"

	My breathing was erratic in my throat now as I stared at Natalie's
topless, flushed body. Again, all I could do was nod my head slightly.

	She smiled at me, a smile like a brilliant white rainbow that would
power California for days if we could harness its luminescence. "Good,
I thought it would be ok,"

	Natalie was true to her word, lowering her small body to the carpet
as she balanced herself on her knees. Whether it was fate or not,
Natalie's face was exactly eye level with my groin as she undid my
pants and boxers and let them fall to the floor. I stepped out of the
clothes in a robotic kind of fashion and Natalie continued her
seduction.

	Rubbing her hands on my thighs, her small fingers tracing loops and
odd shapes through the hair of my calves, she slowly moved up my legs
towards my crotch. Her thumbs made my body tremble slightly as she
moved up the inner portion of my thighs, the smooth motion making my
body taut and my skin pulse beneath her.

	Lifting my shirt up over my crotch, Natalie stared at my semi-hard
cock for a moment before grinning up at me mischeviously.

	"Wow Alex, you have quite a cock there. It's so beautiful and firm,
as if it was made just for fucking naughty little girls like me. I
can't wait to feel it in my pussy, which is already getting nice and
sopping wet for you. But for right now, I'd really love to taste it. I
want to feel the head between my lips, and let my tongue coat and bath
it in a warm saliva bath. I'm sure you wouldn't mind me doing that,
would you Alex?" she said with that same pouting tone.

	I didn't even have time to respond. My hips jerked a bit as Natalie
wrapped her small hand around my shaft, lifting it up as if she was
weighing fruit. She slowly let her loose grip slide up and down along
the length of it, pulling back the skin as she explored every
millimeter of my manhood. Her other hand was rubbing against my thigh
and it was all I could do not to moan and thrust my hardening cock
towards her.

	Natalie continued to study my shaft, as if she had never seen one
before. She moved her jerking motions up and down slowly on my cock,
tickling her fingers beneath my balls as her small nails stroked and
played with them. Twisting her hand slightly, Natalie's face was just
inches from my cock as she played and occupied herself with the
foreskin of it.

	Lifting it up till it was pointing practically straight up in the
air, Natalie was fascinated by each and every vein and slight bump
that covered and made up my cock. She pressed her nose against it, the
cute pertness of it making me gasp as I felt her breath as she inhaled
the scent of my manhood deeply for a moment before moving her face
away once more.

	Releasing it from her grip, Natalie stroked her finger down from the
base to the tip of the head, using her nail to glide all the way
around my purplish cock head, each movement sending shivers down my
spine as she touched the most sensitive nerves of any man's body.
Using her thumb to apply a soft pressure to it, Natalie pressed down
on the head as she used her other free hand to slowly begin to stroke
my cock once more. The feeling her teasing the head with one hand, and
jerking my length with the other was indescribable, and yet it was
only a prelude of what was to come.

	Natalie continued to do this for a few more minutes, worshipping my
cock and enjoying herself immensely as my cock grew to the hardest
state it had been in for months. Releasing it from her small hand, the
shaft stood up at an angle as it pointed towards the ceiling. A small
drop of precum had formed at the tip of my prick and it glistened in
the light, clearly catching Natalie's eye.

	"Is that cum for me Alex? I just love the taste of cum. I think I'll
try some!" Natalie said enthusiastically. I was not prepared for what
came next, my legs almost buckling beneath me as Natalie wrapped her
hands tightly against my ass and sucked in the head of my dick between
her soft lips, her tongue licking up the moisture inside the hole of
my prick. It all happened so quickly that it took all the restraint I
had not to let my tightening balls give her a complete mouthful then
and there.

	Natalie pulled her mouth away with a loud *POP* sound, giggling
immediately like a little girl.

	"Wow, that DID taste great! I just love sucking your cock like a
lollipop Alex!" Natalie said, her hand once again stroking the
underside of my prick, her nail tracing along it delicately.

	"Is there more in there for me?" she asked. "Ooo! I bet there is! But
I have to get it out myself right? This will be fun!" Natalie said,
her voice once again taking on that innocent school girl tone.

	Holding my cock up again, Natalie extended her cute tongue from her
mouth and licked the underside of my shaft along the same line that
her nail had gone. I moaned in pleasure as I felt the warm, wet muscle
caress and stroke my manhood, gliding from base to head with the
expertise of a talented porn star. Natalie's other hand had moved to
my balls, which she was now cupping and squeezing gently as she moved
from the bottom to each side (one at a time) of my cock, coating it in
the same spit bath that the underside had received.

	My cock glistened from her excited salivations as Natalie held it in
her hand. She planed tiny kisses all along the top of it, holding the
throbbing member in her hand as her warm breath tickled the nest of
pubic hair above my shaft. Natalie moved closer to me now, letting the
tip of my saliva coated cock rest against her bottom lip for a moment.
I had been staring in disbelief at her skills the whole time, but now
she finally looked up at me with those soft brown eyes of hers and
looked incredibly naughty with the tip of my shaft against her lips.

	Opening her mouth, Natalie let the head slide in between her teeth
as, inch by inch, she took more and more of my cock into her mouth. I
gasped again in pleasure as I watched my entire length disappear into
her small mouth, until her nose was nestled snugly against my pubic
hair, her brown hair falling against the sides of her face as she held
my cock in her mouth.

	I could feel the throbbing head glide into her throat as she exhaled
slightly from her nose, the spongy texture bobbing against her tonsils
as Natalie began to suck gently again, the pressure from the vaccum
her mouth created now making each and every sensitive nerve on my
shaft come alive and seemingly burst with feeling. Natalie's lips
tightened around me as she slowly let the head move out of the back of
her throat but kept the majority of my dick between her lips, the
suction coming from her small body enough to hollow out her cheeks.

	Seductively, Natalie let more and more out of her mouth before
beginning a bobbing motion up and down along my shaft. As the head
slid out from between her lips, another strand of precum dangled from
between them. Natalie was quick to lick it up though, opening her
mouth just enough to gobble up the silky strand before swallowing it
down.

	"Mmm...yummy," she said to me as our eyes locked once more. Natalie
held my cock in her hand again, the throbbing, wet member alive and
pulsing in her hand, before rubbing it against each one of her cheeks
in a playful manner. She closed her eyes as she did this, and seemed
as happy as a girl with a new toy, the smeared mixture of her saliva
and my cum making her face glisten in the light of the semi-dark room.

	 Sliding my cock back into her mouth, Natalie became focused on
getting me to cum. Taking my length into her mouth fully once more,
Natalie began to suck on the head solely, wrapping her tongue and lips
around it as she played with and caressed the skin around it, my
foreskin held back taughtly by her hand. Cupping my balls once more,
Natalie fondled them and pulled slightly on the sack, allowing it to
tighten even more as I drew closer and closer to orgasm.

	Natalie bobbed her head up and down along my length, the head
becoming drenched in the feel of her white hot mouth as he hand pulled
back and forth along the shaft, working it like a well oiled piston as
she got a rhythm going and coaxed me, slurp by wonderful slurp towards
the inevitable goal. I felt her teeth trace lightly along my cock, the
tips of her two front teeth bumping against the edge of my mushroom
tip as it became more and more stimulated by this ungodly blow job.

	I had barely enough time to call out "NATALIE!" as my orgasm hit me.
My knees buckled and I felt my ass cheeks tighten significantly as I
thrust my hips forward, the hot white cum bellowing out towards
Natalie's mouth. She was ready to receive it however, for as soon as I
hoarsely called out her name, Natalie plunged my shaft back down her
throat, the tip hitting against her tonsils once more and the tight
vaccum now even tighter as my balls tightened and then released the
first spurt.

	It arrived with more force than even Natalie was probably
anticipating, hitting the back of her throat and making her gag
slightly. Natalie swallowed the first shot down, but was better
prepared for the second one as it landed like a bullet on the back of
her tongue. My cock continued to jerk and thrust as I filled Natalie's
mouth with my hot seed, a small stream sliding out of the corner of
her mouth as she opened wide enough to let the cum hit the top of her
mouth and spill outward around her lips, coating them with sticky
viscocity.

	Cum dribbling down her chin and onto her naked breasts, Natalie
finally let go of my cock as the last dribble spilled out. Rubbing her
face against it again, the remaining strands dangled from her chin
seducitvely as she smiled up at me, happy with the results.

	"That was great Alex, I just love the taste of hot cum in my throat.
It feels so wonderful going down, and I feel so slutty as it drips
into my stomach," Natalie said, wiping some of the cum off of her chin
before smearing it into her breasts to make her chest sticky and
smeared. "But I want to feel your seed shoot inside of me, to take all
of that wonderful cock deep inside my tight little cunt and feel it
fill me up,"

	My mind was still reeling from feeling her suck my cock, and now she
was begging for me to fuck her? This was insane! It certainly did not
seem like the reserved, quiet actress that everyone held up as a model
of grace and beauty in Hollywood, but then again my experiences with
Hollywood had certainly not lived up to the expectations that I had
first thought.

	This thought brought back to mind the dissaperance of Katherine and
Mila, and I remembered my promise to Rachael to call her when I got
back to LA. Lifting my head from where I had been staring at Natalie's
cum dripping body, I glanced at my cell phone. I needed to try and get
in touch with Rachael.

	Making like I was going to walk towards it, Natalie strangely stood
up rather quickly, that same seductive look in her eye, as she stood
in my way.

	"Where do you think you're going?" she asked with a grin.

	"I was just going to," I said, but she cut me off.

	"Ah ah ah. Remember, no talking," she said. "Now how about you take
off that shirt and have a seat on the couch, and I'll make us BOTH get
what we really want,"

	I found it odd that Natalie would care so much about me just getting
my cell phone, but my cock was still hard and I knew that Natalie's
state of arousal may not last forever. Plus, it was probably better
that I tried to reach Rachael when I was alone.

	With this thought in mind, I did as Natalie said and pulled off my
shirt before flopping down on the couch, my cock still erect and
coated with the sweet juices of Natalie's mouth.

	As I sat on the couch, Natalie moved to the middle of the living
room. Turning her back to me, Natalie ran her hands down the length of
her body to her shorts, swaying her tight, tiny ass back and forth
seductively to some unknown beat. She threw her head over her shoulder
and looked at me seductively as she dipped her hips down a bit in a
dance move. Her lithe body moved with the grace of a well trained
dancer, every muscle and inch of her moving in a unison of gorgeous
effect.

	Natalie placed her hands on her ass and swayed her hips again,
squeezing her own cheeks as her thumbs hooked under the band of her
jeans. Her sneakers, which I had barely noticed in all that had
happened since first spotting her, were suddenly stepped out of and
kicked to the side, leaving her standing there wearing only her white
cotton socks and her tight shorts, her topless body flushed and
excited from the stellar blow job just a few minutes before.

	Spinning on her heel slowly, Natalie turned to face me again, licking
her lips seductively at me as she slid her hands up her well toned
stomach, her skin a rich brown from tanning and very little tan lines.
Apparently she still liked to sun bath topless, despite the paparazzi
problem I knew she had a few years back. Her small hands came to the
base of her breasts and her fingers gripped her perky tits tightly as
she squeezed and caressed her hard nipples, playing with the natural
bounciness of her breasts.

	Natalie squeezed each nipple between her index and middle finger,
holding it tightly as she threw her head back and moaned in a
secuctive growl of passion and lust. Her hair swayed over her naked
shoulders hypnotically as her body continued to move. Stepping
forward, Natalie brought her hands together on her stomach and slowly
(her eyes locked on mine) formed a diamond with her fingers over her
belly button as she reached the button of her jean shorts. With a loud
gasp for effect, the button popped open beneath her touch, Natalie
thrusting her hips forward slightly as she continued her slow and
incredible strip tease.

	The button undone, Natalie moved one hand back to her breasts and
continued to fondle them, while using her other hand to slowly pull
down the zipper. Her face had a look of surprised lust, like a girl
discovering her body for the first time as a lock of hair fell over
her eye, her mouth breathing heavily as she unzipped the zipper, her
hard nipples thrusting out even more as she fondled her breasts.

	Placing her hands behind her head, her elbows bent away from her head
as she moved her hips from side to side, the unfastened shorts now
began their rapidly increasing descent down her smooth, shapely legs.
Natalie picked up speed in her hip gyrations, letting the shorts fall
slowly over her hips and down her thighs, her legs held close together
as the denim worked its way down.

	With the excitement of the ball dropping on New Year's Eve, the
shorts continued to slide down as Natalie's hip motions became more
and more deliberate and sexy, alternating each side as she thrust from
side to side, the shorts finally passing her thighs and falling
swiftly to the floor. Natalie carefully stepped out of them, her cute
stockinged feet rising gracefully off the floor as she kicked them
aside, her hands falling back to her waist now.

	Natalie wore a barely there black thong pair of underwear, the thin
strip of fabric clinging to her hips no wider than my pinky. The strip
covering her opening was sheer, and I could make out the slightest
hint of the soft pubic hair beneath it. Moving her hands back to her
belly once more, Natalie slid downward until her fingers were covering
this opening. Turning again on her heel, Natalie revealed her ass to
me, the thong riding directly up her pert crack and ending in a small
triangle of fabric just above the crest of her butt.

	Bending at the waist, Natalie turned her head back to look at me, her
hair falling against her ear as she licked her lips seductively at me
and thrust a hand between her legs, her eyes closing as her face
showed a look of pleasure and excitement as her fingers dissapeared
into a place I could not see but desperately wanted to know.

	"Oh Alex, I'm so hot and wet for you baby," Natalie moaned, opening
her eyes again.

	Still bent over, Natalie moved her hands back to her ass and pulled
her cheeks apart slightly, showing me her deep crevice as the thin
material of the thong held itself between her pussy lips, her mound
just barely covered by it. Slowly, Natalie began to pull the thong
downward, pausing every few inches to show off more and more of her
naked body to me as her small ass came into an unobstructed view by
the quickly falling thong.

	Rising from her position a bit, Natalie finally returned to an
upright position just as the thong slid over her thighs and, like
everything else, fell to the floor. Turning towards me once more, I
saw the narrow strip of brown hair above her sex for the first time,
her aroused and excited pussy lips open slightly as she walked towards
me, that same gait in her step.

	Now just a foot or so from me, Natalie slowly climbed atop of me on
the couch, resting her arms on the top of the couch as her hot, naked
body came to rest on my thighs. Natalie slowly lowered her face to my
own, pushing her hair out of the way as she planted a delicate kiss on
my lips, her arms encircling my neck.

	Grinding her ass into me, I could feel Natalie's wetness coating my
thighs as she moved closer to my stiff prick, the head throbbing once
more as the base of my shaft came into contact with her dripping
opening for the first time. Sliding her pussy upwards on it, my dick
became coated in her juices, the soft folds of her cunt parting
slightly as she teased herself on my opening.

	I felt Natalie's small hand once more grab my cock, lifting it from
my belly as she held it upright in her tight fist. Raising her hips
and ass just enough, Natalie positioned herself directly above it,
both of us staring down for the moment of contact. The tip red and
throbbing, Natalie held it tightly as she brushed it over her opening
and her clit, shuddering to herself as she prepared to slide my
manhood into her. With both of us fully aroused, Natalie lowered her
hips and bit and released my cock as she sank down onto it.

	We both let out a sigh of pleasure as she quickly fell onto my hips,
impaling herself directly on my cock all the way. I groaned in ecstacy
as I felt the velvet like walls of her pussy, each hot and wet fold,
glide over my manhood, the tightness of her cunt gripping me like a
vise. Fully inside of her, I could feel the soft, delicate features of
Natalie's pussy around me, her splayed legs resting atop my thighs as
she held herself in position over it, both of us savouring the
feeling.

	It certainly must have been mutual for Natalie, for as I looked down
and saw her tight cunt stuffed and full with my cock, I could feel her
inner walls contract and expand around me, the tell tale sign of at
least a decent sized orgasm. Natalie had been biting her lower lip
seductively as she sank onto me, and she still held tightly to it with
her teeth, but her eyes were closed and her body was slowly rocking
back and forth atop me, the motion barely noticeable as she adjusted
to the feeling of being completely filled.

	Opening her eyes, we looked at each other for a long moment. Her deep
brown eyes had taken on a golden tint now, and seemed to exude a sense
of contentment and pleasure, but also some sort of reservation as she
held herself atop me. Her body clearly wanted this, needed this sexual
release, but her mind strangely didn't quite seem so sure.
Nevertheless, I felt as if we had bonded with one another in the
physical and emotional sense as she began to increase her rocking
motions and I flexed the muscles of my cock tightly within her, and we
both began to climb to a sexual peak.

	Moving my hands to her ass, I began to lift Natalie up slightly on my
cock, the motion just enough to let her feel my thrusting deeper and
deeper in her, my shaft all the way buried inside of her pussy.
Natalie moved her hands to my chest and held herself there as we
grinded there on the couch, her pussy squeezing and milking my cock
tightly. She began to move her hips in the same way she had done when
removing the shorts, her hips causing my cock to bounce and batter off
the sides of her pussy, the head caressing and touching her inner
folds with each gyration.

	This increased tempo made my grip on her ass tighten, and raised
Natalie's libido even higher, as she began to bounce harder and harder
on my lap, her pussy quickly becoming a blur.

	"Yes! Yes! Fuck me Alex! Fuck my cunt! Give me that hard cock! Ohhh
yeah baby, fuck me goooooddddddd!!!" Natalie moaned, her nails digging
into my shoulders and she wrapped her arms around my back and pulled
herself tightly to me.

	I could feel Natalie rising up and down on my shaft now, her rapidly
flowing juices coating my thighs and the couch around us as she
bounced with an unholy passion and fervor atop my lap, half of my cock
sliding out of her with each thrust just for a moment before her small
body quickly engulfed it again.

	"Ooooo I'm such a good girl but I'm being so NAUGHTY!" Natalie cried
out, her breath ragged and panting from her sweat covered face. "Fuck
my tight little pussy with that rock hard dick of yours! Make me cum,
make me cum like a bad bad girl! YEAAAHHHH!!!"

	I couldn't help but get in on the cries myself, as the good girl gone
bad idea and experience flooded my mind and increased my arousal.

	"You like that cock Natalie? You want me to fuck you harder?"

	"Oh GOD YES! Fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me hard Alex! I've been
such a naughty girl, make me pay by filling me up with your cock,
coating me with your cum!"

	I groaned at this last part and as I felt Natalie's clit and opening
rub agaisnt my pistoning shaft and tightening balls, my orgasm began
to build steam and approach a head very quickly.

	"I'm gonna cum Natalie! I'm gonna fill your pussy with my cum, do you
want that?"

	"Yes yes Alex, fuck me! Fill me up with your seed! Shoot it deep
within me, I want to feel your hot cum fill up my body! Fuck me
harder, cum with me Alex, I'm almost there, cum with meeeeee!!!!"

	"ARGGHHH!!!" I cried out as I pressed my dick as deep and as hard
inside of her as I could, my prick exploding in a torrential orgasm as
Natalie's body shuddered and spasmed atop me, her pussy releasing a
flood of her own girl cum around me as our body fluids mixed together
and I coated her soft, tight inner walls with my spunk. Stream after
stream, a seemingly endless amount spewed forth as I rode my orgasm
for what seemed like a never ending wave of pleasure and bliss.

	Natalie bucked her hips into my lap one last time before collapsing
against my chest, my cock still hard and deep within her, the last
drops of cum thoroughly milked and sucked out by her vise tight twat.
We lay there for a few minutes, each of us catching our breath as
Natalie slowly raised herself up off of my chest and gave me a soft
kiss on the forehead.

	"That was incredible, far better than I ever thought it would be,"
she said.

	I smiled back and gave her a kiss on the lips as a response. With
much effort, Natalie slowly lifted herself from the sticky mess of our
crotches, a fresh stream of cum dribbling down her leg.

	"Let me go clean this up a bit and then I want to feel that rock hard
cock of yours deep in my ass. I want to have as much fun as possible,
mmm k?" Natalie said with that same lustful glint in her eyes as she
stood over me.

	"Alright," I said, still unbelieving that this day was actually
happening.

	"Where is your bathroom?" Natalie said.

	"Second door on the right," I replied, watching her ass swish as she
walked towards it and shut the door. I leaned back on the couch and
took a deep breath, running my hands through my sweaty hair as I
marveled at my luck today. Perhaps Natalie would, like Jessica Alba,
be able to help me in stopping Antamount. The more Hollywood friends I
could muster, the better.

	Thinking about this once again reminded me of my cell phone. Rising
from the couch with a sticky crackle of sweat and cum, I walked over
to the wall outlet and took it from its charger. Turning it on, I set
it on the coffee table and flopped back down on the couch, wiping away
a few stray hairs (mine or Natalie's, I wasn't really sure) as I
waited for her to return from the bathroom.

	Suddenly, the phone sprang to life as it rang. I almost jumped out of
my skin as the sound broke the silence of the room, but I reached down
and picked it up, opening the flip top as I answered it.

	"Hello?"

	"Alex! Where the hell have you been?"

	My heart leaped into my throat. It was Rachael!

	"I just got back in town. What did you find out?"

	"Where are you right now?" Rachael said, ignoring my question.

	"I'm at home, why? What is going on Rachael?"

	"You have to get out of there NOW!" she said, an urgent panic in her
voice.

	"I don't understand, why? Tell me what the hell is going on!"

	"I went to see Hapsboro like you said," she replied, taking a quick
deep breath. "I managed to steal a folder from his desk and check it
out when I got a few miles from the office. They are setting you up
for a trap Alex, and I think it is at your house!"

	I was entirely confused now. If they were planning on trapping me,
why hadn't they done it already? I walked into my house in broad
daylight, so they could have easily taken me or done whatever they
wanted.

	"Rachael, I'm home right now and I haven't seen anyone,"

	"No, see that's the point. This document I found, dated a few days
ago, said that two 'associates' would be waiting outside of your house
upon your return back from Japan, with the goal of getting you inside
of your house and gathering information from you,"

	"Associates? You mean like thugs?"

	"No, I don't think so. From what I read, it sounds like they might be
female agents or something. Someone who you would be inclined to
trust,"

	My body suddenly felt very, very numb. Natalie.

	"What...what else did it say? You said there would be two of them?" I
said, barely able to speak above a whisper as I felt paralyzed sitting
on the couch.

	"Yes, two are involved but I don't know to what extent," Rachael
said. "Alex, you NEED to leave now. If they aren't already there then
they will be very soon,"

	I suddenly heard the water in the bathroom stop and the door open. My
heart was thudding in my chest and blood rushed to my head as I saw
Natalie walk, seemingly in slow motion, towards me down the hall.

	"Rachael, let me call you right back," I said, hanging up on her. I
turned the phone off and set it back on the table just as Natalie
reentered the room. She had fixed her hair and wiped away the cum
stains from her body, but looked just as radiant and ready to fuck as
before.

	"I couldn't find much lube in the bathroom but I don't think that
will be too much of a problem," Natalie said, flopping down on the
couch beside me. It all made sense now - the situation was way too
perfect. Natalie with a flat tire outside of my house, her more than
eager seduction of me...it all made sense. But where was this second
person, this second girl?

	"Alex? Are you ok? You look like you've just seen a ghost," Natalie
said with a smile, her hand fondling my hair. Turning to look at her,
I studied her face for any signs of betrayal. She was a good actress
though, as I saw nothing that would give it away. I would have to draw
this out myself.

	"I'm...I'm fine Natalie," I said, standing up. She rose to her feet
as well, placing her hands on my chest. I was suddenly revolted by the
feeling of her touching me, and it took everything I had not to say
anything, but I played dumb as best as I could.

	"Then what is it Alex?" Natalie said, cocking her head to the side.
For a moment I studied her before I decided that now was the only time
I might have to make my move.

	Advancing towards her, Natalie's face changed first from a smile to a
look of confusion to a slight look of controlled panic.

	"What exactly were you planning Natalie?" I said to her, my voice low
in my throat.

	"Wha...what do you mean Alex?" Natalie replied, her demeanor one of
innocence.

	"This whole thing," I said, gesturing to her nude body. "Why did you
come here and fuck me?"

	"I...I just wanted to thank you for," she replied, but I cut her off.

	"Bullshit! This wasn't about helping anyone but yourself," I snapped,
moving closer to her. Natalie backed into the wall, her hands pressed
flat against it, her heart flutterng quickly in her chest.

	"It was! You helped me fix that slashed tire and,"

	"Ah ha! I never said it was slashed! How did you know that Natalie?
Did you slash it yourself?"

	"I don't know what you are talking,"

	"Yes, I think you do. I think you and whatever little friend you had
with you purposely slashed your tire and waited for me to get here.
Didn't you? DIDN'T YOU!" I screamed, now just inches from her. Natalie
lifted her hands to her face, trying to protect herself. I could feel
my adrenaline rushing through my body as Natalie scrambled and
stuttered over her words.

	"No! I was just...I was just doing what I was told to I mean what I
wanted to do I mean trying to help you I mean thank you! I was just
trying to thank you! Please Alex, you are scaring me!" Natalie cried.

	Placing my arms over her shoulders, my palms against the wall as I
held her pinned there, our faces just inches away, Natalie's eyes
darted from side to side as she grew more and more afraid of what I
might do. After a moment's hesitation, she ducked her head quickly and
tried to bolt around me.

	"Please won't someone help me!" Natalie cried out as she tried to
flee. I grabbed her wrist tightly, pulling her back to me.

	"Won't WHO help you Natalie? Who are you talking to? WHO ELSE IS
GOING TO HELP YOU!"

	"I...please I don't know I was just..help! HELP!" Natalie cried.

	Placing my hand over her mouth, Natalie began to really yell now when
suddenly, I heard a sound coming from the back bedroom. A door opened
and I heard footsteps running down the hall towards the living room,
where I held Natalie against me, my arm underneath her neck and my
hand over her mouth.

	Coming at a full on gait, tears in her eyes and her blonde hair
flowing, I was startled to see Kirsten Dunst running in a panic into
the living room.

	"Natalie! I'm here! I'll help you!" Kirsten cried, stopping suddenly
when she saw the position that Natalie and I were in. "NO! Please!
Don't hurt her! Oh Nat I'm so sorry I never thought,"

	Natalie bit down hard on my hand, her teeth digging into my fingers
as I grimaced in pain but held on to her even tighter. My finger
throbbed and I could feel warm blood trickling out. Still though, I
was resolved in my goal.

	"I don't know how the FUCK you got in here," I said to Kirsten. "But
you both have about five seconds to start talking and explain
yourselves, or else you are both in seriously deep shit!"




JAMIE'S STORY:
	
	"Jamie, what the hell are we doing here?" Sarah asked.

	"Waiting. Just hang on, you'll see," I replied. We were both hunched
over in my car, the top up as we sat low in the seats.

	"This is insane. I know her, I've worked with her. She CAN'T be all
those things you said she is. I don't know where you got those ideas
but,"

	"Just shut up Sarah. No one asked you to get involved in this thing,
but now that you are doesn't mean that you have the right to dictate
how things are going to play out, alright?" I snapped, wishing
immediately that I hadn't been so cruel to her. Sarah really was an
innocent in all of this, even if she did decide to get mixed up in it
at a really bad time.

	What we were doing was waiting. Waiting for Eliza Dushku to get home,
waiting for her to pull into the driveway and go inside the house and
for me to make my own entrance into her house and set things in motion
further in my plans to get her out of the picture.

	"You realize this is pracitcally stalking, right?" Sarah said flatly,
a pouty sound in her voice. She wasn't much of a debater and clearly
she had resigned herself to doing what I wanted, which was just the
way I liked it.

	"You realize that she is involved in extortion, prostitution, drug
use and now even murder, right?" I replied back. That shut Sarah up.
"Besides, this is good. While we wait, I can think,"

	It wasn't that I didn't trust that Hilt guy, or even the bitches that
he had helping him. I'm sure they all wanted to stop Antamount as much
as I did, and maybe even bring down the Rose Petals along with it. But
that last part...well, that wasn't in my plans. I had bigger
aspirations. With Eliza out of the way (through whatever means it
took), I could move in and step it up. After all, I was third in the
pecking order. And with Antamount in disarray, this was the perfect
time to make my move.

	First things first though. Revenge on Eliza, followed by my sudden
and surprising rise to the top of the Rose Petals food chain and my
career advancing beyond doing some stupid phone commercials. And if
Salma Hayek and whoever else she had up in her little cabal didn't
like it, well they could be dealt with too. Hell hath no fury like
Jamie Pressley scorned.

	"Wait, is that a car?" Sarah said, raising her hand and pointing down
the road at a pair of headlights advancing towards us. The lights were
slowing down, and I couldn't help but grin to myself as they pulled
into Eliza's driveway. It was hard to tell from this distance, but the
car LOOKED like Eliza's. Starting my engine, I let it idle for a
second. The noise startled Sarah though, as she suddenly turned and
looked at me.

	"Jamie, wait what are you planning on doing? What the hell ARE we
doing?"

	"Just be patient Sarah, and wait in the car when I get out. I might
need to get out of here kind of quickly," I said, reaching my arm back
into the backseat as I let the car coast forward a few feet. Grabbing
what I wanted, I set it in my lap.

	"Jesus Jamie!" Sarah gasped. "Why do you have THAT? What the hell do
you plan on,"

	"I said shut up and be patient Sarah," I replied, now gassing the car
a bit as we moved closer and closer to the house. When we were two
houses away, I stepped on the gas at a normal rate so as to appear
like a regular car passing by. Quickly reaching Eliza's house, we had
a few seconds glance at her closing garage.

	It was Eliza's car alright, I could make her body frame out as she
stepped out of the car, talking on her cell phone. What I hadn't
planned on though, was that she apparently had a passenger. Even from
a few hundred yards away, I could tell that it was a woman with
bright, coppery red hair. We passed the house just as their feet
dissapeared from our view, the coasting motion carrying us past a few
more houses before I hit the brake again.

	Pulling in under some trees, I stopped the car and handed Sarah the
keys.

	"Here. Be ready to go if I tell you to," I said to her, opening my
door.

	"Ready to..Jamie wait! Don't do what I think you are planning!
Please, you'll regret it and,"

	"Just get in the seat Sarah, I'll be fine. Eliza needs to learn her
lesson and if I have to teach it to her the tough way, well then
that's how it has to be,"

	I stepped out of the car and slammed the door, Sarah's face pressed
against the driver's window as she leaned across the stick shift to
tap on the glass at me. I ignored her and adjusted my coat, the sound
of my heels hitting the pavement making a soft but constant CLICK
CLICK CLICK sound.

	Walking around the car, I lowered my arm to my side, my baseball bat
in hand, I walked quietly towards Eliza Dushku's house.




ALEX'S STORY:
	
	"Please, just let Nat go!" Kirsten Dunst begged as she stood in the
middle of my living room. My mind was swirling erratically now, the
walls seeming to spin before me as I realized how close I came to
being in serious trouble.

	"Not until I get some answers," I snapped back. "As in, what the hell
you two are doing here, what you were planning and perhaps most
importantly WHO put you up to such a thing,"

	I saw Kirsten look at Natalie's frightened face for a long moment,
hesitating over what to do. Her resolve seemed to be cracking, as she
weighed her options.

	"Let her go and I'll talk," Kirsten said with a quietly resigned
sigh. "Please, just let go of her. I love her!"

	This startled both Natalie and I, as I felt her body shift awkwardly
beneath my grasp. Clearly, this Hallmark moment hadn't been planned or
even expected.

	"If I let her go, you both will take a seat on that couch and not
move till I say so, alright?" I said after a long, tense moment.

	"Yes, that's fine. Just please..." Kirsten said, hanging her head. I
looked down at Natalie, whose dark brown eyes were studying my every
move. With a hesitant hand, I removed my fingers from over her mouth
and relaxed my grip. Natalie immediately ran over to Kirsten, who
wrapped her arms around her tightly and held her, whispering things in
her ear as she feverishly kissed Natalie's cheek. The scene would have
been quite arousing, had the circumstances been different. I let them
have their moment, but then reasserted control of the situation.

	"Alright, you've been reunited. Now sit," I said. They reluctantly
released each other, Kirsten holding Natalie's hand tightly as they
moved to the couch, sitting incredibly close to one another. Kirsten
wore a black sheer top and dark blue jeans, her long blonde hair
pulled back in a pony tail behind her head.

	"Talk," I commanded of them, picking my pants and shirt off of the
floor and putting it back on as they watched me tensely.

	"We weren't here to hurt you," Natalie said, her voice far more
frightened now than it had been before.

	"No, honestly, we weren't. You have to believe us," Kirsten sing
songed.

	"And why should I possibly begin to believe you?" I said, studying
them. Natalie had pulled her clothes up off the floor and held them
tightly in a ball against her nakedness, as if her modesty might be
offended.

	"Because we were just doing our job," Kirsten said, a bit more
confident in her voice now.

	"Who were you doing your job for?" I asked.

	They looked at each other again, studying each other's faces for a
response. I had been through way too much to give them another moment
to get their story straight though, and responded as such.

	"Oh I don't have time for this. I'm calling the cops," I said, moving
towards my cell phone.

	"NO! DON'T! We were sent here by...by..." Kirsten said, catching
herself before she continued. I paused midstep, indicating that she
should go on.

	"By who? WHO SENT YOU?" I bellowed.

	"Eliza Dushku," Kirsten said, bowing her head again. "Eliza and the
Rose Petals,"

	"Please Alex, this is not how things were supposed to work. I was
just supposed to seduce you, Kirsten would tie you up when you were
vunerable and we would ransack your apartment. That's all," Natalie
said, her lip quivering. "You have to believe me,"

	"Ransacking my apartment for what?"

	"I think you know what," Kirsten said flatly. "You know that we know
just what you were doing in Japan,"

	I felt my stomach drop. Had I been followed? Were they watching me
day and night? I let Kirsten continue, hoping for some answers.

	"See, Eliza and I...well, we are close. More than close, we are
lovers and friends. And I was so ready to join her in the Rose Petals
and do anything for her, until..."

	"Until what?" I asked.

	"Until I...until I met Natalie," Kirsten said, turning towards her
partner in crime, their hands tightly wrapped together. "That's why I
interferred and ran out here in a panic. I...I didn't want anything to
happen to her. I didn't want you to hurt her,"

	Kirsten leaned in and kissed Natalie on the head. Like a child,
Natalie moved closer to Kirsten, wrapping her arms around her as
Kirsten stroked her hair.

	"I'm sorry, but this is all way too bizarre for me. So you're telling
me that you two are lovers?"

	"Yes," Kirsten whispered, her voice rising somewhat in her throat as
her confidence grew. "Yes, yes we are. I have fallen in love with
Natalie and that's why I'm here. To make sure she didn't get hurt,"

	"And what about me? To make sure that I gave you whatever information
that you wanted?"

	Kirsten's face grew hard. "Yeah, that's right. Don't you get it Alex?
You are just a bug in all this, a small insignificant bug in a world
that is so much bigger than you and is only letting you stick around
until your usefullness has run out,"

	"Those are pretty big words coming from a girl who just about shit
herself seeing her dyke lover in danger," I snapped.

	"Hey! I'm not a...a dyke," Natalie said angrily. "I'm just, well I
don't know what I am,"

	"Look, I don't care what you are. Save it for your therapy sessions,"
I snarled back. "All I want are some answers. Why did Eliza send you?"

	"I don't know the full extent exactly," Kirsten said.

	"Bullshit you don't. You know exactly why you're here,"

	"NO! That's just the thing! I didn't, I mean I'm not as involved in
Eliza and the Rose Petals as you think. She always kept me on the
outside. I thought that if I could just do this simple little job then
I could win her trust and maybe be just as important as she is,"

	"But then you fell in love with Natalie and your life got
complicated," I said in a mocking tone.

	"Look asshole, you can ridicule me all you want, but it isn't going
to get you anywhere or anything that you want. When I came out of that
bedroom, I realized something I had been trying to ignore for months
now. That Eliza was just using me, that my heart was really with
someone else. That my heart was with Natalie,"

	I rolled my eyes. "And so now you are telling me that you are just
going to abandon that whole fucked Hollywood world and be with your
one true love, is that it?"

	"Yes. If...if she will have me of course," Kirsten said, smiling a
bit as she faced Natalie. "Will you Nat?"

	"Oh Kiki...I'm just so...I'm so confused and scared and...oh I just
don't know!" Natalie cried, tears welling up in her eyes.

	"You two can work it out later, but not right now. I don't really
care to hear two girls who were going to assault me determine if they
are really each other's soul mates. I want to know one more thing: How
long will it be before Eliza notices you missing?"

	Kirsten's face grew a bit pale. "What...what do you mean?"

	"I mean when are you supposed to report back. What happens if
you...don't,"

	"What are you going to do to us Alex?" Natalie said, tightening up a
bit.

	"I'm not sure yet, but for right now, you two aren't moving your
starlet asses from that couch, got me?"

	"Alex, we can help you. I...we WANT to help you. I'm tired of being
used, I'm tired of being played out like a toy, I want this whole
thing to end!" Kirsten said, a mixture of fear and panic and
despondence in her voice.

	All of a sudden, my cell phone began to ring from its spot on the
coffee table, startling us all. We all stared at it for a moment as it
went into the second ring. Figuring that it was Rachael calling me
back after the impromptu hang up I gave her, I snatched it up from the
table.

	"Hold that thought Kirsten. And neither one of you better even THINK
about fucking moving," I said, opening the flip top.

	"Hello?"

	"Alex?" My first thought was that it was Rachael but in a sinking,
panicked second, I realized that it was Katherine. My stomach dropped
again. Her voice sounded strained and she was out of breath.

	"Katherine! Are you okay? Where are you?"

	"Oh GOD, Alex! He wants me to describe this for you. I'm totally
naked. I'm on my knees and elbows, talking into the phone.
Clarence...he's the owner of this big beautiful cock...he's behind me,
and he is...FUCKKK!!! He's just sliding in and out of my cunt...it is
wetter than it's EVER been before! I'm about to...go out of my GOD
DAMN FUCKING MIND here! Oh shit, Alex! Why couldn't YOU ever ream me
like this?"

	I felt my vision nearly darken, the room starting to spin in front of
me again, Natalie and Kirsten staring at me on the couch, the loud
cries from the phone puzzling them. This...this couldn't be
Katherine...it was some kind of weird hallucination...bad
reception...crossed wires...

	"I...Katherine, you're delirious...you aren't in your right frame of
mind, your'e,"

	"Oh, I'm not delirious, Alex, I'm...enlightened. And horny."

	"Katherine, they must have hurt you because you are talking...it's
not your fault, you must be in pain or," I said, my mouth dry as I
struggled for words, trying to comprehend this whole scenario.

	"I'm not hurt Alex, I just want to satisfy this fire between my
legs!" Katherine said, giggling as she muffled the phone, talking to
someone else. "I know! My pussy is just dripping all over your cock!
You were so right Clarence! It's FUN telling him the truth!" Her voice
came back on the phone more clearly now. "Alex hun, I have to say
that, feeling this wonderful cock now, I can safely say that you NEVER
satisfied me sexually!"

	"Katherine, I...I don't know..."

	"Aaawww, poor Alex. You don't understand?"

	"No, I don't!" I said, gripping onto any reality that I could. I felt
weak in the knees. I needed to sit down.

	"Well, let me explain it better for you Alex. You were SOOOO wrong
about Antamount and Wilton and all of that. See, you just can't
understand it the way a woman can. I never knew what the hell I was
MISSING! Then I got my cock stuffed full of so much deep, thick, black
cock that I just know that I can never go back to your...haha, modest
sized shaft. You were wrong Alex...completely wrong. And now that I
see the light, I don't know how I ever lived without it!"

	"Katherine, I...I never cheated you out of," I said, stumbling over
my own words.

	"Oh, it doesn't matter, Alex. I just feel so good with this cock
stuffed up between my legs that nothing could upset me right now. I
have to say that I resisted at first, for a while Alex, but since I
saw the light, I've just been BEGGING to be fucked by any man with the
right sized equipment and these three gentlemen have been more than
happy to fufill my every desire. Mila's too,"

	"Mila is with you?" I asked, already knowing the answer, my voice dry
again in my throat.

	"Oh yeah, she's getting double teamed right now. Loving it too. I'd
hold the phone up to her mouth but, well, it's a bit full right now if
you know what I mean,"

	"You...you're not Katherine...you can't be Katherine..."

	"Oh, come on, Alex," Katherine's chuckling voice came over the line.
"You KNEW I was faking all those times, didn't you?" Her laughter died
down and she was silent for a moment. "Oh. You didn't. I'm sorry. I
thought you could tell. It was...pretty obvious."
	
	I couldn't say anything else. I was staggering on my feet, my mind a
blur over these words that I was hearing. Maybe I was going crazy.
Maybe it wasn't all really happening. But just as I began to wrap my
bent and twisted mind around that thought, Katherine chimed in once
more.

	"Well, that's it for now, Alex. I just wanted to share how well I
have been since being englightened to the real needs of my body.
I...ohhh yeah, that's it Clarence, play with those nipples!...I, well,
just enjoy yourself and your little spy game. And give Wilton my best
when he has you on your knees, begging for your life any day now. Bye
Alex,"

	The line went dead, and yet I held the phone to my ear for a good two
or three minutes, the buzzing from the off the hook sound ringing in
my ears. With a trembling hand, I pushed the END button and dropped my
arm to my side.

	I had to think. I had to try and come to terms with
this...that...that couldn't really be Katherine...there was no way she
would...I mean how could she...why would she...

	Glancing up, I saw Natalie and Kirsten staring at me again. For
whatever reason, seeing their puzzled, frightened faces, brought me
back to reality. Struck suddenly, I guess by the last functioning part
of my non crushed brain then, I had an idea.

	Opening the phone back up, I did a *69 to get the last number that
called. Waiting with bated breath as the automated voice came on, I
was relieved to hear the machine read back the number to me. Quickly
grabbing a pen and paper from my pocket, I scribbled down the number.
With any luck, the resources of Kyokota would come in handy in tracing
where that number was. If it really WAS Katherine on the phone, then I
was going to find her and help her...save her...from herself.

	Hanging up the phone again, I placed it and the number in my pocket.
Looking at the two of them again, who (true to their word) had not
moved or barely even breathed since that surreal call by Katherine, I
tried to collect myself.

	"Natalie, get dressed. Kirsten, you stay sitting there till I tell
you to move. You two are coming with me,"



	CHAPTER 9 - COMING SOON


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