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Girls' Nightmare Out
Rogue Alan
11/0-9/02, revision 2/03
(tattoo/piercing; cheat; stranger; interracial; gang bang; exhibitionism; anal;
prostitution; bondage; lesbianism; mind control; rape)
Part 6
Melissa woke with a start when Kathy roused her, then rolled onto her back,
groaning, as what she had done finally struck home. She reached down between
her legs and winced, as she felt the cooling strands of jism matting her pubes.
She sat up, feeling even more semen ooze from her recently used sex, and
looked up at Kathy.
"I... I let him take it off, didn't I?"
Kathy nodded, and replied, "I did too. I think that's what Tom wanted. A way
to remind us that we have to stay in control or something. At least, that we
have to be careful."
Melissa nodded, blinking back tears. "I think it was better when I woke up
not knowing what I'd done."
Wrapping her arms around her torso as she stood, she weaved her way to the
bathroom stark naked. It occurred to Kathy that they'd both already been
changed by their experience, her friend had once gone to great lengths to
avoid exposing her body to anyone, her included. She wondered if the changes
would be as obvious to their families, and if so, what their husbands would
think. The thought that she might endure such humiliation, being endlessly
used by a string of total strangers, only to find out that she'd lost
everything anyway, was almost too much for her to bear.
When Melissa was finished cleaning up, they sat down together, the television
was on, though neither was really watching it, as each was lost in her own
thoughts.
There was a knock at the door, and Melissa sighed and said, "I'll get it,
maybe you won't have to do anything." She didn't even bothered to put the robe
back on, and a moment later, Kathy heard a gasp. She rushed into the sitting
room, to see a wide, eyed housekeeper still babbling apologies, and an equally
embarrassed Melissa, trying to hide herself in the curtain near the door.
Seeing Kathy, the tiny woman rushed forward, waving two garment sacks, and a
note, "Senor send... Senor say..." she repeated endlessly, then waited as
Kathy accepted the note and tore it open.
'I hope that you didn't answer the door in the raw.' the note began, and Kathy
looked around again, wondering if the man had cameras everywhere, as he seemed
to know exactly what they were doing. 'Don't assume that anyone visiting your
room is a John. Make them tell you who they are, and what they want. At least
have them tell you who sent them to you, before you open the door. NEVER offer
anything. And as I didn't hear from your first appointment, I assume you've
learned not to get too carried away when you're entertaining. Anyway, Maria
needs to clean the room. Put these on, and circulate in the casino. I know you
won't try to leave now, as you've already made your choice. The next
appointment is at 12:45. Your Tomcat.'
She started to crinkle the note in her hand, then thought better of it, and
handed it to Melissa, who read it, and then numbly accepted the garment bag
Maria offered her, using it to hide most of her torso, as she backed into the
bedroom. They heard the cleaning woman go to work in the front room, as they
unwrapped the scandalously revealing dresses.
Kathy's was a blue sequin outfit, that stopped at mid-calf, with a slit that
reached the top of her thigh, and a scoop in the back, that reached the small
of her back. She turned around to look at herself in the mirror, half expecting
to be able to see her ass crack. The included 3" heels were clear acrylic, and
there was a silver waistlet, that she initially mistook for a necklace, as
well as a matching anklet, both of which had been labeled. The last piece in
her 'accessories' sac, was a faux jeweled hair pin, which Kathy took to mean
she was supposed to put her hair up.
She had set about doing that, as Melissa examined her own dress. Kathy wondered
what was taking her friend so long, until Mel slipped the black silk dress on.
She started to say that she thought it was on backwards, but it wasn't. The
deep 'V' cut, flowed past the bottoms of her blonde friend's breasts, baring
her navel and dropping an inch or 2 below that. Kathy guessed that if they
hadn't been trimmed, when getting the tattoos, that her friend's pubic hair
would've been visible. The back of the dress was cut nearly as low, but was
held together by a network of strings, 2 of which strategically crossed around
at the front, midway between her breasts and navel in the front, holding the
dress together. There were glossy black leather 4" heels, and a silver chain
that made Melissa blush, upon reading the label, though she obediently clipped
it from her nipple to her labia ring, the metal glittering suggestively, as it
snaked along one edge of the open 'V' of the dress.
Each woman found tiny stud earrings, with the same Jerry character in onyx, as
as they now wore permanently just above their slits, and Kathy thought, a
diamond chip for their groin. Kathy replaced the diamond studs already in her
ears, guessing that they'd be expected to wear such crude jewelry whenever
they were working, and already considering another piercing to facilitate
things, what was another hole or two, after all.
The women eyed each other and themselves, then nearly leaning against one
another, went into the sitting room. The cleaning lady glanced at them, but
gave no sign of surprise, and with that limited reassurance, they stepped into
the hall, each double checking that their room keys and the crisp pair of $20
bills each had found in their accessories sack were tucked into the
tiny pocket each had found inside of their dresses, apparently the closest
thing that they would have to a purse.
They wandered into the casino, initially so self-conscious that they could
barely move. It was something of a surprise, when they got no more overt
reaction than appraising glances from passers, by. Even in the middle of the
day, there were other women dressed nearly as provocatively, moving about the
tables, most hanging from some older gentleman's arm. They realized belatedly
that they were looking at the call girls and escorts, and that they were
dressed appropriately, for what Tom had them doing, but that in the setting of
Las Vegas, their profession and uniform weren't out of the ordinary.
After ten minutes they had relaxed sufficiently, that Kathy got $5 in nickels
and headed to the slots. A waitress quickly appeared, taking drink orders from
them, as Melissa began to play a quarter machine across the aisle. After
getting her drink, Melissa wandered to the roulette table, to try her luck,
while Kathy approached a nearby blackjack table.
There were empty seats all over the place, but within minutes of her taking a
seat, the blackjack table that she had chosen was full. She held steady
through several hands, winning, then losing, then moving even again. The
waitress kept track of her, and kept a fresh drink beside her as she played,
for which she was grateful. Remembering the casual way that the men had used
her earlier, she expressed her thanks with a generous tip, when the girl
arrived with her third drink.
By then, she was up almost $100, and was starting to feel the alcohol. She
glanced where her watch should have been, before remembering that she had none
on, and inquired of the man sitting beside her, who looked down her dress,
at her cleavage, as he told her that it was ten past twelve. She placed her
bet, deciding to leave after that hand, and look for Melissa. She didn't see
her friend anywhere. She won, banking $120, $5 of which she left the dealer as
a tip, then offered the other assembled gamblers, all of whom were watching
her, a smile, as she carefully climbed down from her stool and left.
As she wandered around the casino, in search of her friend, she heard a shout
from the craps table. Turning, she caught a glimpse of blonde in black, and
changed course, guessing that she'd found Mel. Through a gap in the crowd, she
saw a fat man in a big Stetson, that matched his tailored suit, standing at
the end of the table, a beefy armed wrapped around Melissa's shoulder. As she
watched, he held the dice out, and blushing slightly at the attention, Melissa
blew on them, after which the man hurled the dice down onto the table. There
was another shout, and the big man beamed, bellowing, "Ain't you the prettiest
good luck charm, yet!"
He collected an amazing number of chips, handing several to Melissa, as Kathy
reached the edge of the table. He offered Mel the dice again, and Melissa blew
onto them, before the big man threw. Another winner.
"That's like ten straight wins!" the man beside her said in amazement.
"Yeah, but the real piece of luck is having that sweetie on his arm." another
countered.
Kathy tried to get her friend's attention, but the Texan, had to be, given the
get up that he was wearing, wasn't letting her turn the right way. She glanced
around, guessing their time was getting short. Trying not to hurry, she moved
around the table and stepped up beside Melissa, as the cowboy had her blow on
his dice once again.
"C'mon, darlin'!" he drawled, and threw. Another winner.
Melissa smiled and clapped her hands, amazed at the pile of chips that had
grown in front of them.
"Ahem," Kathy cleared her throat, and both Melissa and her new longhorn admirer
looked her way.
"You'll have to excuse us," she said, offering her winningest smile to the man,
"but I'm afraid that we have to go." her eyes cut to Melissa, who blushed and
nodded, turning to the man.
"She's right. I have an appointment, but thanks, this was fun." she seemed
more relaxed than she'd been in the room, and Kathy was glad of that, but the
Texan's next words put an end to that.
"Now see here, missy," he began, "I can't just let my good luck charm cut and
run." as he made no move to let go of Melissa's shoulder.
"I'm sorry, but we have other plans." Kathy shrugged, "Consider the luck she
provided as a temporary loan."
The man chomped angrily on his unlit cigar, then puffed out his chest and
nodded.
"Then let me speak with your employer. I'm sure I can arrange to have the lady
spend the rest of the day with me."
Melissa blanched, stepping back from him, eyes wide. Kathy's heart went out to
her friend, but there wasn't time for niceties.
"Ask around for Tom." she said, as the craps dealer interrupted them, asking
for final bets, and holding the dice out to the Texan, who'd made a show of
raking back most of his winnings, one handed, as they talked.
"Someone must know where to find him," Kathy shrugged, looking pointedly at
the craps attendant and the hovering pit boss. The man seemed ready to argue,
so she quickly, but quietly added, "Or you can call 1587. I'm sure he can
help." With that, she started to pull Melissa away, but not before the Texan
nodded gruffly, and openly sliding several chips into the side of the open 'V'
of Mel's dress.
"I'll just do that." he smiled, "I may even ask for both of you fillies, too!"
The others at the table laughed at that, but Melissa and Kathy were able to
escape towards the elevators. They heard the collective groan at the table
she'd just left, as they turned the corner. The Texan had crapped out. Melissa
was shaking visibly, but Kathy stopped in the waiting area by the elevators,
quickly dialing the number she'd just given the Texan. A voice picked up on
the first ring, it didn't sound like Tom.
"Tom please." she managed, hoping she'd remembered the number correctly. There
was a pause.
"Who is this?" the voice demanded.
"Kathy... he knows me. I... I'm helping him out." There was a muffled
discussion followed by laughter.
"So you help me out, eh? I hadn't heard it put quite that way, before. What's
wrong? Out of money? I can't help you with that."
"No." Kathy interrupted, then winced, wondering if he'd be mad, "I, uh, Melissa
was sort of cornered by a guy who wasn't taking no for an answer."
"Good. Great even. A prospective customer, and you girls are already out there
bringing new blood in. That's why I wanted you two working the floor. What'd
you tell him?"
"Um, I told him we already had an appointment. He said he could arrange to
make it up to our 'employer' and I told him we already had plans, but that I
was sure that you could help him, if he needed something. I gave him your name,
Tom. And when he started to argue, your phone number." There was a pause, and
he spoke to someone in the background, then came back to her.
"That's all right, Kat. I should've gotten you some cards." he laughed at his
joke, "Seriously, if someone is hitting on you, it might be a vice cop. That's
why I don't want you making any offers, so it was good that you referred him
to me. But that also exposes me to potential problems. Next time, take his
number, and tell him I'll call."
"Uh, all right." Kathy answered, without considering what was implied in his
casual mention of a 'next time.'
"Good. Then you'd better get upstairs, or you'll miss your next appointment.
So you aren't broke, eh?"
Kathy looked at her winnings, "No. I, uh, we did all right." she glanced at
Melissa who was staring in amazement at the $50, $100, and $500 chips in her
hands. Kathy guessed there was nearly $2000 there,
"Melissa did better." she said, looking at her friend, after she hung up.
"Maybe I should've let you hang with that cowboy. Melissa shook her head,
"He'd have lost the next roll anyway, and then I'd have been a dog. Or worse.
And I wouldn't have gotten this," she held up the $500 chip. "I thought... I
thought he was just being nice, since I was alone. But he knew, he thought I
was a..." she didn't finish the thought.
"And you didn't even have to kiss him, but he gave you that much money." Kathy
pointed out, "That's not half bad. Hell, with that we could cut and run, if we
wouldn't find videotapes of our gang bang playing on the VCRs at home when we
got there." Melissa nodded, still fingering the chips.
"Imagine what people must be paying that ass hole to use us." Kathy paused,
and was that quickly quaking with anger, her friend was right.
"400 tricks, my ass. I think we'd better negotiate better terms, before we fly
out of here." Melissa nodded meekly, and followed Kathy onto the elevator car.
They had barely had time to put their winnings in the in-room safe, before the
door swung open. When Kathy stepped toward the front room to see if it was Tom,
her jaw nearly hit the floor. It was one of the magicians that she occasionally
saw on television, always with some gorgeous model or actress on his arm. He
stepped into the room, eyeing her gown and smiling.
"Tom always has such good taste." he said, offering the same crowd pleasing
smile as she had seen on TV.
Kathy could only stare, as he moved into the room, closing and locking the
door behind them. She realized that he held a satchel in one hand, and nearly
giggled at the thought that he might show them some magic tricks. Then she
turned serious, remembering why he was there. He moved straight into the
bedroom, offering Melissa the same practiced Hollywood smile, before asking if
they didn't want to "get more comfortable," and motioning toward the bathroom
as if that's where they should change.
Puzzled, Kathy followed her friend in, closing the door behind her. They
whispered in amazement, at seeing such a prominent man using prostitutes, even
if they weren't really prostitutes, for his pleasure. Melissa left the chain
connecting her breast and labia in place. When both of them were in their robes
again, Kathy led the way back into the bedroom. It had been deftly transformed,
lit only by candles in the corners of the room, a large black spread thrown
over the bed, with two roses wrapped in some royal purple material in the
middle. He motioned them into the room with a flourish, that seemed out of
place off the stage, to again direct the women onto the bed.
"How'd you get in here?" Kathy asked, before she did as he had indicated.
He smiled broadly. "A trick, you think?" he held up a card, "Alas, no. How
should I put this, shall we say that the manager provided me with the key to
my heart's desire, or should that be desires, as the case might be."
He pointed to the bed again and said, "Let's leave the robes there, shall we?
Climb onto the bed now, and each of you pick up a rose."
As they did, he went on, "See the sash? It's a blindfold. Put it on your
friend, each of you." There was a moment's hesitation, but they obeyed, having
some difficulty tying them while being blinded by one another.
"That's better. Now lie back. You'll feel me touching you, but don't move.
Just wait. I have to get your outfits just right, before we begin."
There was a long pause, and some noise, as he dug into the bag that he'd
brought. Then Melissa heard him approach her side of the bed. His large hand
ran from her armpit out towards her fingers, raising her arm over her head
until he held her hand, as he slipped something around her wrist. He repeated
the action on the other side, then moved down her body, rubbing from her
inner thighs, toward her toes, and putting something around her ankles.
"Shhh. Don't move." he whispered, and then she heard him move to the other
side of the bed. There was the sound of skin on skin, the pauses as she'd felt
when he'd touched her. He shifted from the foot to the head of the bed,
pausing while there was a noise like he was fixing a clasp or buckle, and then
he moved back to the foot of the bed.
"There!" he sounded satisfied with himself. "Now all I have to do is this."
There was a sudden pulling sensation, and Melissa tried to bring her arms down,
but found out that she couldn't, she was bound, both her arms and legs. She
felt Kathy struggling beside her, and knew her friend was bound as well.
"Don't struggle, you couldn't escape if you could see the restraints." he
assured them. "Just lie back and relax. Enjoy the unknown."
There was utter silence for a time, until Melissa wondered if he'd left.
Another object lesson from their pimp, don't turn your back on a John. Then
something light brushed over her chest, tickling at her nipple, then running
along the chain, to barely wisp over her sex. She bit her lip, wishing that
she'd taken another of the pills, but it was too late now, she could do nothing
to stop whatever he had planned for her.
Kathy shifted, and she knew the same teasing touch was moving over her friend's
body. She tried to take some comfort in the fact that at least she wasn't alone
in her predicament, but tied and blindfolded, she still felt terribly alone.
There was the same teasing touch again, circling her breast, moving over her
unpierced nipple, and just when she was about to move, to avoid the tickling
sensation, there was a brief, sharp pain, and she gasped. A small weight
landed on her stomach, and she realized it had been the rose. First the petals,
and then a thorn. Less than a minute later, she heard Kathy give a similar cry
of surprise. Then there was nothing again.
Then the disembodied voice. "See? Pain can be exciting. But I assure you that
I won't hurt you. No, you're far too beautiful to mar. But one of you, I must
have one of you, and you'll have to ask for it. For whatever it is that I have
to offer. So I'll test you, and we'll see who breaks first."
There followed a long period of strangeness. He gently propped each of them up
on pillows, then abruptly used some contraption to force their legs wide apart,
while he stood at the foot of the bed. He used a feather, running it over all
of their exposed flesh. He used ice. He poured warm oil onto Melissa's abdomen,
spreading it into her skin, then repeating the process she assumed on Kathy.
He trailed honey from her lips, down her body, covering some sensitive areas
that she hadn't even known existed, then licking it off, teasing each erogenous
zone in turn, until Melissa was quivering despite herself.
He tugged at the rings, ran a vibrator over nipples and up into pussy, then
repeated the process with a larger, more insistent device. He dripped candle
wax onto them, delighting in the way they groaned and arched their backs,
trying to escape the momentary burning sensation, as it assailed their breasts
and pubes. And despite the pain and humiliation, Melissa felt the tension of
her need increasing, until her body was taut as a bowstring, her pussy nearly
dripping with excitement, and with need, despite the lack of the drugs that
she'd used before. She was glad that she was blindfolded, and glad that Kathy
couldn't see how she was reacting, as her body betrayed her.
He rubbed something oily into her nipples, and then slipped something ice cold
into her frothing pussy, before moving over to repeat the process on Kathy.
Melissa bit her lip, as the material on her nipples began to burn, while the
chill between her legs made her pelvis tingle. She didn't want to be the one
to ask him to take her, the one to submit to him. She didn't want to be the
first one to give in.
She told herself it wasn't fair, that he kept going to her first. Kathy groaned
aloud, as he lingered over her, and Melissa thought that she would ask for more,
or at least hoped so, but her friend said nothing more. She heard or felt him
moving back towards her side of the bed, and unbidden tears began to run down
her face. It wasn't fair. She didn't want to cheat on Jeff. She loved her
husband.
"Hmm, we must be getting close." he said, as he wiped away a tear that had
escaped the blindfold, "I'll bet that this won't go on much longer. Soon we'll
know who really wants to fuck me." There was a pause, while he rummaged around
in the sack, "This shouldn't be too much, given what both of you have already
let some artist do to your bodies." he said, leaning over Melissa at chest
level, "Though I wager that this is new."
He set something cold and round over her right breast, then did something above
her chest. Melissa's breath caught, before she whimpered at the sudden suction
pulling at her nipple and areola. It was as if a thousand pins were pricking
the skin of her nipple. She groaned again and again, her head thrashing from
side to side, trying to will the pain away.
"No? Strong girl." he said, then moved over to Kathy.
Melissa felt her friend's body had gone rigid, and realized dimly that Kathy
had to endure the anticipation of what was coming, more than she did. Not that
the thought eased the throbbing pain in her right breast, though it did make
it easier to be glad that she was the first to experience his 'attentions.' A
moment later, Kathy writhed, whining and digging her nails into the sheets, as
the same treatment was applied to her friend's left breast, Melissa was
certain.
"Still no?" the man seemed amazed, "I should have you two on my next special."
he commented, laughing at his own joke, but spent no idle time, before he was
between Melissa's legs. The body temperature vibrator was removed, and he
thrust his penis into her, she realized in horror, a few times, then backed
off, pushing the vibrator that he'd just removed, relentlessly into her
backdoor.
"Ccccondom." she managed to say, hoping that he would obey her.
He chuckled and said, "Oh, I assure you that I'm sheathed. I just had to
sample that delightful pussy." as he stepped back and laughed, as Melissa
hunched against her bonds, trying to escape the buzzing device filling her ass.
"Now let's sample your friend's charms. I may have to make a unilateral
judgment."
She felt Kathy's body rock, as he thrust into her a few times, and felt for
her friend, as Kathy pulled against the restraints, when he thrust the vibrator
into her ass.
"Hmmmmm." he said, "You two are really close, aren't you? You need more of
what I was giving you, don't you? It's OK, you can tell me."
He got up, and returned to her side of the bed. "Last chance blondie. You sure
that you don't want me to take you? Sure that you don't need my cock in your
cunt? You're absolutely dripping onto the bed, I tell you. No? All right. Turn
your head here, and open up."
Melissa did as instructed, trying not to flinch at the expected taste of latex,
or worse, the taste of another strange cock. It was almost with relief that
she accepted the condom covered shaft into her mouth.
"Oh yeah!" he grunted, thrusting in and out a few times. She tried to relax,
comparing it to Stephen's, which had been much larger, he was probably Jeff's
size, though she'd never sucked his cock, before, and the comparison smacked
of infidelity. The man pulled out quickly, pushing a bulbous metallic object
into her open mouth before she could react. Melissa managed a squeal, before
the device was at the back of her throat, and seemingly intent on thrusting
into her throat. She gagged helplessly. He fixed it in place somehow, stepping
away as she gagged again and again, until her muscles tired, leaving her
panting, struggling to breathe around the object, and trying to relax.
She was dimly aware that she'd been struggling and grunting and whining, but
as she quieted down, the only movement that she sensed was the rapid rise and
fall of her chest, as she breathed. She wasn't sure what he was doing to Kathy
any longer, but a moment later she heard her friend groan, "Stop! I need it.
God, please don't tease me anymore. Give me your cock. I want it!"
Melissa felt herself smile around the device distorting her lips, her body
truly relaxing, as she realized that she wouldn't have to endure more.
"Oh, so you've broken, have you?" the man laughed, leaning down over Kathy,
and feeding her his erection. He thrust into her mouth, enjoying the way that
she suckled at him, and he let himself get as close as he dared, before pulling
out quickly. He bent down, and thrust the second dildo gag into the brunette's
mouth, delighting in the way that she gagged and struggled, just as the blonde
had done. He reached up, removing her blindfold, and leered down at her.
"So you need it, do you? You have to have my cock inside of you? I'll tell you
what. I'll remove the gag in just a minute, and I want you to tell me how much
you need it. I want you to watch first though." he said, as he moved back and
over onto the bed, until he was between Melissa's spread legs.
He pulled the vibrator out of her stretched ass, and without bothering to
clean it, thrust it into Kathy's cunt, delighting in the woman's muffled
squeal of disgust.
"On second thought, you'd probably get too loud. I think you'll just have to
watch, as I fuck your friend." As he said, as he drove his cock into Melissa,
who screamed into her own gag.
"See?" he panted, his hips flexing rhythmically, as he thrust into the petite
blonde, "I was sure that you'd out last this one, but I must admit." he said,
as he drove into her even more forcefully, "I'm glad that I got to sample more
of this delight. Nnngggg!"
He held himself against the thrashing, wailing blonde, clearly orgasming.
Spent, he pulled out, and stripped the condom off, then casually removed the
dildos and the little suction cup devices, that were threatening to cause a
hickey on each woman's breast. He moved back around the bed, deftly removing
the leather restraints, that had been hidden beneath the black cover. He
casually rolled the women off of the cover, as he packed it away with practiced
ease, before he finally retrieved the intrusive gags. Both women were left
gasping, almost retching, in a naked huddle on the bed. He looked down at them,
as he zipped the case closed.
"I certainly enjoyed that. Remember me to Tom next time, and you may get to
enjoy me again."
Without another word, he swept out of the suite's bedroom, and the door to the
suite closed behind him, all within five minutes of his cuming.
"I think that he needed an audience?" Kathy managed to say, when she'd calmed
a little bit, and her throat didn't ache so badly.
Melissa nodded miserably. "Too weird." She stifled a groan as she sat up.
"I was sure that he was going to fuck you, when you spoke."
"I was too, but the way you'd been thrashing about, I didn't want whatever he'd
done to you, be done to me. And then the ass hole did it anyway."
"At least he didn't take that long." Melissa giggled at that.
"Nope," Kathy smiled in agreement. "and he wasn't that big, either. I mean, it
surprised me when he started to fuck me, but it wasn't like..."
"No." Melissa was suddenly sober again, "It wasn't like earlier today, or what
the flight back will be like either."
"Shhh... Don't think about that now. Let's just get through this."
"Yeah, this and another 400 guys!" Melissa said, as she shook violently. "I
don't think I can do it!"
"You could try to pay your way out, you have that money."
Melissa laughed bitterly. "Like you said, if he's throwing money around like
this, imagine what he gets paid to have me used like this. And you saw
downstairs, no one cares what's happening, and some of them have to know, I
wouldn't make it out of the city, without his knowing about it. Face it, we're
fucked." she said, as she pulled her knees up close to her chest, not caring
that it exposed her hair fringed labia, and the glittering ring in one lip.
"You know what I think scares me the most?" she whispered a moment later, "I
might start to like it. Not with pigs like him." Melissa jerked her head
towards the door, "But this morning... that was almost... it frightened me."
"That was the drugs." Kathy countered, but understood her friend's fear,
because she shared it too. She reassured herself that it had to have been the
drugs, she certainly hadn't been interested in the magician's skills, giving
in had seemed the best way to avoid some pain. Groaning, she stood up.
"At least we have more time to get cleaned up." Kathy glanced at the bed, "and
he didn't make a mess, so we can go back down to gamble some more."
"I don't think so," Melissa shook her head.
"C'mon." Kathy encouraged, "Just take $50 back down. When it's gone, we'll
come back up. And I promise I won't let you get snapped up by any rich
hillbillies."
Melissa laughed, but shook her head. "No, you go. Go find yourself a Sugar
Daddy. I'll come rescue you when it's time."
"Oh no!" Kathy shook her head, "We're in this together, we stay together." She
pursed her lips. "We could order room service?"
Melissa thought about it, then nodded, smiling ruefully. "But you answer the
door this time."
Kathy laughed, then followed her friend into the bathroom to clean up. Again.
