6 comments/ 54813 views/ 19 favorites Lesbian Call Girl - Desperate Actresses By: Milene This is one in a series of stories based on the premise of selling myself as a call girl catering to rich and famous women, managed by CaCee Cobb, Jessica Simpson's former personal assistant. The premise may be a little shaky, but it's a fun concept and it reflects a real fantasy of mine. NOTE: This is a work of complete fiction and has no reation to the real lives of the people depicted. ----------------------------------- The mid-afternoon California sun poured into the window in CaCee's office as we sat together on her plush new sofa. She had finally decorated the office and just spent fifteen minutes walking me through all the choices she'd made in the process. But now she was down to business, telling me about our latest client. "Soooo, my little Leenie, I've got a new one for you. A little different, but from what you've told me in the past, I don't think you'll have any problem with her." I wondered what she meant by "different". I'd been at this now for a several months and had seen a number of clients, most of them famous, all of them rich, Hollywood women. Some (most, really) had been pretty self-centered and spoiled, but none had been nasty or kinky. I wondered if that was what was coming. CaCee rambled on as thought back to how this all started, several months ago. CaCee called me with what seemed like a crazy idea - to become a "lesbian call girl" under her management. CaCee knew of my sexual proclivities from my time as a summer intern for her and her best friend (and then her boss) Jessica Simpson, when, through an odd series of events, I ended up spending a lot of "quality time" with both of them. Those activities, however, were a far cry from prostitution, which is really what CaCee was proposing. She argued that it would all be very high class and safe, with rich and famous clients in the entertainment business, and that, from her own experience, I would be great at it. And she assured me there was a market for this, plenty of high-profile women, many of them older, who would pay for it, either for a special thrill, or for easy access to an attractive young girl, or just to satisfy their needs in a discrete, no-strings-attached environment. But there was no escaping the reality of the job, so my first reaction was an emphatic "Hell no." However, after I got over the initial shock and thought more about it, I reconsidered. CaCee was she was talking about big money, which I could certainly use. And adding in the adventure and the beautiful women she assured me I'd be with, I decided to give it a try. CaCee was thrilled, as she had just quit as Jessica's assistant and needed the income herself. She had been keeping me busy ever since. I came out of my reverie and realized that CaCee was still talking about our latest client. "I know you say you like older women, hon, but this one's older than any of the others." That did catch my attention. Yes, older women interested me, and I'd been with several "older" women already, but that was relative to my own age. The oldest so far was close to forty, which isn't really old at all. CaCee's cautious comments made me wonder where this was going. It was time to cut to the chase. "So what's the story, CaCee," I asked. "Who's the client?" CaCee answered my question with one of her own: "Do you ever watch 'Desperate Housewives'?" "Hmmm,.. No," I said, "I watched it the first year, but only off and on since. It got kind of silly." As I spoke, I was leafing through the cast in my mind, wondering who this mystery woman might be. The big stars were all close to forty, and still very attractive, but there were a few bit players who were much older. I wasn't sure how I felt about that - it could be a little strange. On the other hand, this was a job, and I knew things could go this way when CaCee first proposed it to me. "Well," CaCee continued, "if you haven't watched recently, you may not know our latest 'adventurer'. Are you familiar with Dana Delaney?" Omigod, I thought - Dana Delaney! Yes, I was familiar with her. In fact, I'd had a girl-crush on her for years. In my early teens, watching reruns of "China Beach" on cable, my response to Dana was one of the first indications of the direction of my budding sexuality. I had seen her in a few more recent things, but had yet to see her on "Desperate Housewives". I was surprised to hear her spoken of as "old". Snapping back to the present, I answered CaCee's question. "Yeah, I know her. But she's not really that old, is she?" "Not sure of her age, but I know she's over fifty. That better be okay, babe, because I already committed you. I told you at the start that you wouldn't always be with hot little sexpots. Plus, it's a good deal - all day, and she's paying a premium for it." "Sure, it's fine," I assured her, and I meant it. I realized that I hadn't seen Dana in anything recently, and that she was already in her thirties when I first noticed her, but it was still hard to believe that she was fifty. I assumed she had stayed in shape, but I wondered what she looked like these days. Our age difference was considerable, but on the positive side, that could add extra excitement, a little extra kink to the encounter. "Cool," she said, beaming proudly at me, her little project, "You're so easy to work with. Now where were those notes I had on this?" CaCee moved to her desk and rummaged through the piles of papers she had there. As she bent over the desk, I admired her lovely backside, so perfect there in her tight pink capris. Her halter-top shifted up to expose a long expanse of smooth, tan skin on her back. I felt myself responding to the sight and realized that it had been a while since I'd had any sex. But that was about to change. We stood together by the desk as CaCee filled me in on the details - where I was to go, what time, as well as a cover story for why I was there, in case it was needed. And she reiterated that Dana had paid for the whole day, which meant, in theory at least, that she could have me until the following morning, almost twenty-four hours. I'd never made that long a commitment, but as CaCee noted, she had paid extra for it. I was about to go, but as I turned for the door, CaCee placed a hand on my shoulder to stop me. "Oh, yeah, Milene, I almost forgot... Jess wants to see you tonight." Then she added with a roll of her eyes, "I think she's feeling 'needy'." I had to laugh at that. Part of the deal with CaCee was that I would continue to service Jessica whenever she wanted it, so I knew what that "needy" meant. It meant two or three hours parked between Jessica's legs, eating her pussy and ass until she had more orgasms than most people could even think about. And of course, Jessica just took them for granted, as something she was naturally entitled to. I didn't mind, though. Even after so many times with her, I still enjoyed Jessica's luscious body, and I really loved her insatiability and the way she responded to my lovemaking. It would be a fun night. "Just make sure you save some for tomorrow," CaCee added with a wry grin. "Remember, Ms Delaney paid extra for the whole day, and you have to satisfy the paying customers." "Oh come on, CaCee," I answered, suddenly feeling a little cocky, "you should know by now that I can handle whatever you throw my way." Then I added with a sly grin, "Besides, you never seem to worry about the paying customers when you want your own freebies." CaCee seemed taken aback for a second, but then she grabbed my upper arm hard, pulling me toward her to look intently into my eyes. "You're getting pretty sassy, girl," she said playfully. "Maybe you need to remember who's the boss." "Maybe," I responded, playing the brat now, egging her on, "why don't you show me?" She immediately got into the game, ordering me to "lock the door, you little bitch." I stepped quickly across the room to do just that, and by the time I turned around, she had already loosened her belt and was unbuttoning her capris. "Hey, wait a minute!" I exclaimed, scurrying back to her. "I think that's my job." Then I added sarcastically, "I probably need the practice." I dropped to my knees and finished undoing her pants, pulling them down over her shapely legs, revealing a frilly purple thong that covered almost nothing. Our little verbal foreplay had really got me going, and the sight of her there like that almost took my breath away. I looked up into her eyes as I placed a warm, urgent kiss right on her thong. "God, you are such a whore," she whispered, and her tone said that it was definitely a compliment. "You really love pussy, don't you?" "Ummm hmmmm," I breathed, nuzzling further into her warm crotch. Then playing it out, "I love YOUR pussy. Can I have some pussy, CaCee? ... Some of yours? ...Please?" Her response was subtle, her hips inching just a bit forward to indicate her assent. I immediately took the cue, reaching up to pull that lacy little wisp off to leave her naked from the waist down. As soon as I was done, she lifted her left leg, resting her foot on a nearby chair, lewdly opening herself to my gaze. I could not suppress a little "Ohhh" at the sight of her exposed, pink flesh. I looked up to see a sly, knowing grin on her face. "Yeah, you want that, don't you? That's what I love about you, babe, you ALWAYS want some," she said. Then, urging me forward with a hand on my head. "Go ahead, sweetie, enjoy." I didn't have to be told twice. I always love licking CaCee, and by then I was so horny I couldn't wait a second more. Taking her hips in both hands, I swooped in and took a long, leisurely lick all the way up her open slit, my eyes closing rapturously as I felt the soft tissues yield to my tongue, tasted the warm juice that was already flowing. Above me, I heard a quiet, "Mmmmmmm..." as CaCee experienced the wet, gentle touch of my tongue on her privates. I looked up and saw that her eyes were also closed, but then they opened and I smiled lustily at her, licking around inside her, then pulling away and licking my lips for emphasis as I held her gaze. "Are you sure you don't want me to save this for the customers?" I teased, licking her again, stopping just short of her clittie. CaCee's eyes tightened in playful command as her right hand grabbed my hair. "Shut up and eat, bitch," she snarled, as she jammed my face back between her legs. Now it was my turn to "Mmmmmm" as my lips melded tightly into the wet heat of CaCee's cunt. I rubbed my face in her, circling, savoring the feel of her delicate flesh in my mouth. Her flow increased as I moved, and I licked inside to scoop some of her delicious nectar into my mouth. I heard an urgent "Unggggh" above me and could already see CaCee's abdominal muscles flexing and twisting in response to my exploration. This was going to be a quick one, as our little charade had raised the passion in both of us. I moved on toward the inevitable conclusion, happily eating her out, and in minutes she was churning in the throes of climax. I licked her through it, pulling the pleasure from her as she bathed my face with her cream. "So... was I good?" I purred afterward, keeping the tease going as I wiped my mouth clean. "Am I ready for tomorrow?" Her response was a snarled "Not good enough, bitch... do it again!", as she forced my face back in for a second helping of her drooling snatch. She was still just playing, but her commanding tone was nonetheless exciting. I turned her around and she rested her elbows on the desk as I licked her from behind, one of my favorite positions. I brought her to a second grinding, groaning orgasm, her bottom shimmying in my face as I burrowed as deeply into her as I could. Then I slipped off, hoping to rest up for my session with Jessica. Resting was a good idea. As expected, it was a long, demanding session that night. Jessica had been feeling down, and when Jess feels bad, she tends to lift her spirits with a ton of hot, nasty sex. That night she used me unmercifully, riding my face, pumping into my mouth, and making me lick her ass again and again while she cooed and sighed in response. She was absolutely insatiable, but I have to admit, I loved it. I can't say how many times she came, because I actually lost count, but I'm sure it was the most I'd ever given her. She was in a good frame of mind when I finally left her room, totally satisfied and relaxed. I'm sure she got a good night's sleep. Unfortunately, when I awoke the next morning, I felt the effects of my long night with Jessica. My lips were slightly chapped and my jaw ached like hell from working on her for so long. I was really worried that CaCee might be right and I would not be ready for my appointment with Dana. Fortunately, I'd been there before, and had some remedies. With a little lip balm, a couple of Tylenols, and some deep massaging of my jaw hinge, I was set to go again. Wow, I thought - CaCee in the afternoon, Jessica all night, and now on my way to Dana Delaney, and getting paid to boot. Life was good. At CaCee's suggestion, I got a cab and arrived at the studio at 1:00. The driver pulled up to the guard station, where, as instructed, I identified myself as Dana Delaney's niece. I expected some hassle, but there was none, perhaps because, also at CaCee's suggestion, I had dressed smartly and modestly. In my simple white blouse and plain blue skirt, with little makeup and hair back in a half ponytail, I looked like a typical middle class college student, maybe even a high school girl. The guard quickly checked his notes, then my ID, and pleasantly waved me through, first providing me directions to the "Housewives" set and to Dana's trailer. My heart pounded with anticipation during the brief ride to the set and a brisk walk to the specified trailer. I took a deep breath and knocked lightly on the door. From inside I heard a "Who is it?" in a female voice that made me shiver with nerves and excitement. "Its Milene," I said, trying to speak loudly enough without drawing a lot of attention, then added, "uh... from CaCee." The door opened and there she was, smiling that broad smile I remembered from television. "Wow," she exclaimed, looking me up and down, seeming a little surprised, "you're cute!" I felt myself blush at her compliment, then extended my hand in introduction. "Good afternoon, Ms Delaney, I'm Milene," I said simply. "I'm honored to meet you." She shook my hand and couldn't hide her amusement. "Well, aren't you a sweetheart. I'm happy to meet you, too. Come on in ...and I think you should call me Dana." So unpretentious, I thought, open and straightforward. I was loving this woman more by the minute. As I stepped into the trailer it took a second for my eyes to adjust to the dim light. Then I was surprised by what I saw. This may have been a trailer but it was not your typical trailer park fare. This was an expensive, well-decorated space that, I'm sure, cost more than many people's homes. Among other features, there was a mini-kitchen, a wet bar, a sofa and chairs, and surprisingly, a fairly large bed in the middle. The air conditioning must have been on high, because despite the outside temperature, it seemed very cool inside. Dana offered me a drink and I took it - some kind of white wine, highly chilled and very good. I perched myself on the edge of the bed while Dana reclined comfortably on the sofa. Funny, I was so flustered when I first arrived that I didn't even notice how she looked, but I did now. There was no denying that she was a mature woman, but even at this age, she still maintained that cute-pretty look I remembered from China Beach. Yes, there were lines around the eyes and random streaks of gray in the hair, but the eyes still sparkled there were still those freckled cheeks and that big, open smile that just exuded warmth. And her hair was longer now, thick auburn tresses falling down over her shoulders. Dana was obviously relaxing, because she was wearing a long, silky dressing gown that revealed only vague outlines of the lush curves of her breasts and hips. Oh my, I remembered those breasts. Dana's breasts, bulging out of an army t-shirt on "China Beach", were one of the first things that made me aware of my interest in girls. The thought that I would soon be seeing them in the flesh, touching them, maybe sucking them, was just thrilling. "So..." she started, turning back toward me, then pausing before continuing, "Wow, you really are young aren't you?" Her comment didn't surprise me. I look young for my age, so I get that a lot. A lot of people still think I'm in high school when they first meet me. "I'm legal," I assured her with a smile. "But I'm only twenty-one. I hope that's not a problem." Dana smiled, and I sensed she was thinking about something, perhaps about how naughty she was being in doing this. "Oh no," she said, "it's not a problem at all. It's wonderful, actually. I was just struck by how sweet and innocent you look. A little surprised, I guess." "It's alright," I said, "I know I look like that, but looks are deceiving. You'll find out," I purred, trying my best to sound sexy, "... I'm really not innocent at all." Dana laughed lightly at my cheekiness. "Well, aren't you the hot one. That's good, though, really. This is a new thing for me, you know, paying for it." She wrinkled her nose a little, seeing a little humor in the situation. "Sooooo..." she continued, now shaking her shoulders in fun-drama, "I was hoping to get a little w--i--l--d, you know? Meaning..." tilting her head with an exaggerated leer, "I'm not paying for innocent, see? In fact... I was told to expect... just the opposite." I simply nodded my understanding. Obviously, CaCee had been promoting my talents. I tried to make small talk for a while as we sipped our wine. This is always the uncomfortable part, the initial stages, and I'm not that good at it. I asked how she liked the show, things like that, and told her how I'd always admired her as an actress. She asked me a few things about myself, but for the most part we kept it pretty impersonal. She did tell me that she was finished shooting for the day, meaning that we really did have all the time she wanted. Dana must have gotten a head start on the wine, because she seemed a little tipsy, just enough to be fun. She spoke quickly and freely, laughing as she talked to me, and also waved her hands a lot, splashing her wine around and gradually loosening the belt on her robe. That loosening continued until eventually the whole front of her robe was open, almost down to her crotch, allowing her full breasts to come into plain view. She didn't even notice until she caught me staring. "Oh.... Oops!! Sorry," she giggled, putting down her wine and starting to pull herself together. Then the silliness of that seemed to dawn on her. "What am I doing?" she asked rhetorically. "You're going to see everything I've got anyway, aren't you. So what the heck! Ta dahhh!" And with that she flung open her robe completely, pulling it off her arms and lying back in the couch, giving me her best bedroom eyes, thoroughly, shamelessly naked. Now I had a chance to judge her beauty in a different context, and it faired just as well as it had earlier. I always think of Hollywood stars as being tan, but seeing Dana now in her full nakedness, I was struck by how fair-skinned she was - a very sexy look, actually. And while I knew Dana was voluptuous, I still marveled at her body. Her breasts, so full and round, were perhaps not quite as pert and upright as in years past, but were nonetheless so soft and feminine, the coral nipples standing out against the alabaster background of her skin. She had kept herself in good shape, and her waist, still acceptably trim, accented the wonderfully female bulge of her hips below it. Her legs were very nice, too, shapely and a little muscular, and between them, below a small bush of reddish brown hair, I could clearly see the outline of her female parts, the lips pouting outward to form a dark pink cleft that I could not stop looking at. As I stared at her, she boldly opened her thighs, giving me a clearer view of her sex, flaunting it, and I found myself squeezing my own thighs together, unconsciously stimulating myself in response to her little show. Lesbian Call Girl - Desperate Actresses As I looked at her there, I thought about our age difference. Dana was literally twice my age, more actually, but as I'd suspected, that only added an extra thrill to the situation. She was still beautiful, but it was actually her maturity that excited me, this older woman stretched out before me, her cunt ripe and thick-lipped, her breasts full and womanly, the prominent nipples just demanding to be sucked. I couldn't wait to get started. Dana saw how I was looking at her and wryly chided me for it. "Hmmmm," she said, "I think someone really likes her job." I smiled sheepishly at her insight, and she gave me a little conspiratorial wink to show that she was just playing around. I couldn't deny it, though. I felt myself trembling already at the sight of her naked body, her bush-shaded lips, those tits that I had admired from afar so long ago. Suddenly I just wanted her so bad! This was going to be fun. I moved over to her on the couch, still sneaking peeks at her loveliness. I'm sure Dana knew how much I wanted her, and she seemed thrilled to be so desired by a young woman. I moved to her on the couch and she gave me a knowing smile that just melted me inside. Then she took both her breasts in her hands and raised them up to my admiring gaze. As I sat close to her on the couch's edge she lifted my chin, looked deep into my eyes and offered me a single tit, its erect nipple just inches from my lips. I opened my mouth, held her gaze for several seconds, then lunged forward to take in the luscious morsel. Dana made a sound of contented pleasure as she surrendered her thick nipple to my eager mouth. I heard myself moan as I sucked her like a baby. Dana sank easily back into the cushions and I fell on top of her, finally having my way with her. She encouraged me as I sucked one luscious nipple, then the other, then back to the first. "That's it, baby," she cooed sweetly, "just suck me... nice and easy... nice and easy. I like that." Her hands wove lightly through my hair as she urged me on, keeping the pace slow, but making my own temperature rise. My low, excited moans continued as I suckled. There was no hiding my arousal, but no reason to either, since Dana seemed to love it. I spent a long time on Dana's tits, going slow and easy as she requested, sucking gently on the hard nipples, running my tongue lightly over the little bumps that I raised within her areoles, using my hands and face to fondle and cuddle the silken flesh of the breasts themselves. We both enjoyed the experience, but soon it was time for more. Dana had been busy herself as I worked on her, her hands moving over me, starting to pull away my clothing. Now my blouse was out of my skirt and almost completely unbuttoned. I finished that up, pulling the garment off and undoing my skirt. Dana just watched as I quickly stripped in front of her, dropping the skirt and then removing my bra and panties. Dana was sitting up now, watching me. As my last bit of clothing fell away, she whistled dramatically and uttered a playful "Hubba Hubba!" We both laughed, and while I knew it in jest, it still made me feel good. I moved back to the couch and sat next to her. feeling the electricity flow as our thighs grazed against each other. I shifted position, turning to face her, my left leg between hers on the cushions, my hands on either side of her against the sofa back, so I wasn't really touching her, but my face was within inches of hers. I could feel her warm breath and I'm sure she could feel mine. I leaned forward now so that our foreheads were in contact, then inched in farther and rubbed the tip of my nose over hers, looking deep into her eyes, trying to convey in my look the desire I was feeling for her. From there it was easy to extend myself for a tender kiss on her lips. I could tell she liked that so I did it again, trembling as I did so. I tried to stay calm but inside I was a mess. Dana's eyes were blissfully closed, and I took that as a cue to go on, pressing into her now, our naked bodies merging together as our kisses became heated and open-mouthed, God, it felt incredible, rubbing against her with the full length of my body, her breasts pushing into me, my tongue exploring inside of her mouth, tangling with her own, running lightly over the perfect edge of her teeth. Both our hands were moving now, exploring each other. I felt hers run down my back, felt them tickle at my sides, then wander down to possessively cup my bottom. I whimpered softly into her mouth as I felt her enjoying me, while my own hands moved greedily over the soft curves of her body. After a few minutes of this mutual arousal I pulled away, but only to pose a question. "Is there anything ... 'special'... that you want?" I asked. I could tell the question surprised Dana, but she liked that I asked it. She lay there pondering it for a few seconds, her eyes searching up in her head for possibilities. "No," she answered, barely shaking her head, "I don't think so, nothing special." Then she looked straight at me and continued, "Just make love to me. Just take your time and make me feel good. That's what I really need." She ended her request with another sweet smile and a little air-kiss. I mirrored her smile. "I can definitely do that," I said simply. Then I returned to my work. I made out with her for a while longer, trying to take my time. For myself, I was dying to move it along, but as CaCee says, the customer is always right. I did start easing myself downward, however, kissing her neck and shoulders, then returning to her mouth for more. Soon I was sure that I could move on, as I sensed a subtle downward push on my shoulder and felt the dampness of her crotch against my thigh. On my next excursion downward, I didn't stop at her shoulders, but continue on, over her now heaving chest, to tickle at the marvelous indentation of her navel, drawing a delightful little-girl squeal. I kept at that for a while, teasing her there, making her squirm as I enjoyed the gentle swell of her soft underbelly, while my hands remained busy fondling her sumptuous breasts. Then I moved down again. Now Dana began to more obviously respond. Little sounds came from her throat as my mouth moved down her tummy, her butt tightening in response, delightful shivers running through her legs. She knew where I was going, what she was about to get, and she wanted it. I was lying between her legs, now well parted to accommodate me. The aroma of her arousal wafted up to fill my nostrils. I moved down again, past her steaming honeypot, dropping to me knees on the floor, still between her open thighs. I worked on her legs, kissing, licking, teasing, loving. I held one leg up and let my wet tongue dance a sultry dance up and down the length of it, making Dana groan in unrestrained lust. Then I did the other leg and got an even more enthusiastic response. I wondered if maybe I was going too slow. "Is this what you want?" I asked. "Or should I go faster?" "Mmmmmm.. No," came the response. "Keep doing that... tease me ... you're driving me crazy!" So affirmed, I went back to her legs, kissing and licking, teasing her mercilessly with the so-subtle pleasure but denying her more, feeling the tremors of self-induced torture with each pass up and down. And then, in one of those passes, as I was moving back up Dana's thigh, I found myself face to face with the marvelous sight of her open cunt. That cunt was amazing, so mature and womanly, so full and fleshy, a meaty treasure of complex folds that just begged to be explored. Her gash looked long, longer than most, and wide, too, with the hot little button of her clittie peeking out at the top. Her flaps, extended and furrowed, providing so many little crevices to explore and stimulate, and already, they were covered in a thick sheen of juice. A girl could get lost in that cunt, it was so beautiful. I wanted it. I held off for a few seconds, doing nothing, until finally Dana looked down to see what was going on. I looked up at her, my eyes locking onto hers, then leaned forward to give a soft but ardent kiss just under her clit, at the very top of her open hole. Dana's eyes closed and she emitted a soft sigh at the touch. Now I moved my face in, pressed my open mouth against that soft tissues of her quim. It was a light grazing at first, then with more pressure, grinding a little, then sucking it all in. Using my thumbs, I spread her lips wide, then licked everywhere inside, then sucked her petals lightly between my lips while my tongue extended to work around the tender opening of her vagina. The taste was wonderful, the juice flowing freely now as I continued to stimulate her. Dana groaned. Again, her body trembled. She lifted both legs to give me more room to suck, and I plunged into her, my whole face now buried inside her. The bridge of my nose tickled her clit and her hot, sticky lips clutched at my cheeks as my tongue searched far up inside her, pulling her juices into my mouth. My nose filled up with her essence and I gorged myself on her juicy pink hole, sucking lovingly at her wetness. I pulled away a few inches, panting with desire, and just used my fingers on her, running slow little semicircles over the top edge of her clit. She was excited as hell but still holding back, trying to stretch this out and maximize her enjoyment. I pressed harder on the swollen knob, extracting a heartfelt groan from deep inside her. I looked down then and realized just how wet she was. A steady flow of clear cuntjuice trickled nonstop out of her quivering slot, dribbling over the lower part of her lips and down between her ass cheeks. And each time I pressed on her little trigger, the flow increased visibly, practically pouring our of her, while below, her sphincter muscle twitched delightfully to the rhythm I was creating. All of that aroused me even more, and I placed my lips back in Dana's folds and sucked greedily on her sweet fruit. I fixed on that luscious, fat clitoris, tongued it and chewed it as Dana rocked her knees back and forth, gasping and groaning in surprised ecstasy. I was very conscious of her juice now, a continuous stream running out of her and flowing thickly down my chin. Dana's hands were clutching at the upholstery, trying in vain to grab at something, to release the tension. I moved my hands up to hers, and our fingers intertwined, enhancing our connection. Now I could feel her every response, her fingers tightening into mine each time I tweaked a sensitive nerve or found a sweet spot in her sweet spot. We were both in a frenzy now, me eating her like a rabid animal, she responding wildly to each flick of my tongue. The lengthy foreplay had done its job on her and it wasn't long before she was off. I was still holding her hands when I felt them clutching harder, frantically, her arms quivering out of control as her hips reached urgently up to my mouth, trying desperately to grab more of that exquisite pleasure. There was a series of quick, high-pitched cries and then a long, rhythmic groan as she came very, very hard. With that final groan came a conspicuous surge of liquid on my tongue. No, not a liquid really, more like a thick syrup, a viscous elixir suddenly oozing into my unsuspecting mouth. It was Dana coming, coming copiously in my mouth, but it wasn't a squirt. It was a gush, an intense gush of lubricating girlcum, an unexpected feast that flowed easily out of the quivering font of her sex. I moaned as I accepted her offering, eagerly swallowing it down. The musk of Dana's sex permeated my senses and I continued licking feverishly all along her meaty labia, delving into every little crevice, gathering the thick fluid wherever I could find it. In seconds, she groaned again and I knew what was coming. Her thighs trembled violently with a second spasm, and another load of hot syrup poured into my open mouth. At this point Dana realized what was happening and looked down at me in mild shock. "Oh Jesus," she exclaimed, almost delirious in her passion, "Are you swallowing it? Oh my god, I can't believe you're swallowing. Oh, that's so amazing!" My servile sluttiness set her off again, and her hands grabbed viciously at the back of my head, pulling me in deeper, assuring that I would not miss a single drop of her next spend. She slid her greasy folds all along my face and was off again, trembling hard into my open lips as she fed me a third and then a fourth dose of her warm nectar. It was a great come, but we were just getting started. The long buildup had had its desired effect, and Dana was incredibly horny and definitely in need of more attention. Of course I gave it to her, licking and sucking her everywhere, over and over, using every technique and position I knew to give her the pleasures she wanted and deserved. I licked her from the front and from behind, my nose burrowing decadently into her butt while my tongue explored the depths of her sweet pussy. She even sat on my face, looking down at me sweetly as she steadied herself on the backboard and lowered her dripping snatch onto my waiting lips. I made myself come during that. I just couldn't stand it any longer. I finally had to reach down to pleasure myself while Dana rode my face, and in seconds I was off. I'm pretty sure she noticed what was happening, because her smile grew and became more lascivious after I hit my peak. And before long she had another of her own, pressing down hard into my open mouth, the cream oozing out of her as she pinned me between her hot, quivering thighs. Really, I couldn't get enough of her. I think I made Dana come five more times before she asked me to stop. "Wow," she said, gently pushing me away, "That was great, honey, but I need a break." I could see she was right. Dana's upper chest was flushed completely red and her ribcage rose and fell dramatically as she spoke. I started to step away, but she pulled me up to her and gathered me in her arms, where I rested, my head lying contentedly on her chest. We lay there like that for a while, just savoring the experience, when there was a quiet knock on the door and from outside a voice, "Dana, you in there?" Dana tilted her head, trying to recognize the voice, then called back "Teri? Yeah, come on in!" The door swung in quickly and suddenly Teri Hatcher was there, speaking even before she was fully inside. "Hey, Dana, I'm finished for today and I wanted to ask you.... OMIGOD!!! Oh God, I'm sorry!!! Why didn't you tell me you were.... omigod...??" Teri's embarrassment was obvious as she saw the two of us lying there, totally naked, clearly in the afterglow of lovemaking. I was a little embarrassed myself, for her if nothing else, but Dana was completely unfazed, even amused by the whole situation. "It's fine, Teri," she assured her, "we're all friends, right?" Teri was looking around the room, keeping her eyes away from us. I could tell by the grin on Dana's face that she was enjoying this. "This is Milene," she said casually, "... my niece." Now Teri did look at us and her jaw dropped open. "Niece????" she gasped, hardly believing what she heard, taking in the whole scene. In that moment, as Teri stood gaping at us, I realized that in the cramped confines of the trailer, after what Dana and I had done for the past couple hours, the whole place smelled of female arousal. It smelled like pussy. Dana couldn't keep a straight face. Laughing aloud, she told Teri the truth. "No, she's not my niece, silly, though that's what the studio thinks. She's my girl toy for the day. All paid for." She seemed very proud of herself, of her boldness in doing this. Then, patting me affectionately on my naked butt, she added, "And worth every penny." Teri looked dumbfounded. "So you mean she's a ... hooker?" Her words shocked me, hurt me. "Hooker" sounded so cheap and dirty. I'd never thought of myself in those terms, but I had to admit, they were true. Dana quickly came to my defense, correcting Teri. "She's an escort," she emphasized, then added with an impish look, ".... more like a playmate. You should try it sometime. It's great. And this one's amazing." I was practically glowing now in Dana's praise, while Teri looked at us curiously. I could sense the gears turning in her head as she considered Dana's words. "I should, huh?" she pondered. "I don't know, she's awfully young." "Don't knock it till you try it, girl." Dana teased. "As a matter of fact, you can try it now. I bought her for the whole day, and right now she's kind of worn me out." As she said this, her hand grazed tenderly over my hip and bottom, and I felt myself getting aroused again, both by her hand and by her words. I hadn't thought about being "bought" before, but the idea of it, of being owned, even for a day, by this beautiful, mature woman, was incredibly exciting. And now she was offering to loan me out, her property, to be used by this equally beautiful actress. "Oh, but you know" she said, almost apologizing for being so uncool, "I'm really not into girls." But Teri kept looking at us, mulling it over, her head tilted slightly to the side as she reconsidered the possibilities. "Although," she muttered, almost to herself, "I could use a little relief." Now I really was getting excited. I'd always thought Teri Hatcher was absolutely beautiful. In fact, she was the reason I watched Housewives in its first season. And looking at her there, in person, I saw nothing to change my original opinion. Yes, she was older, but her body still looked fantastic, and the first hints of crow's feet at her eyes only made her more mature, in some ways even sexier than she was as young starlet. Unfortunately, as I was admiring this beauty, I thought of CaCee and my business side kicked in. Without even thinking, I blurted out, "Well, actually, there's supposed to be an extra charge for two." I immediately cursed myself for being so stupid, knowing I may have just blown an incredible experience because of money. Trying to recover, I smiled quickly added, "But I won't tell if you won't tell." Hearing my urgent backtracking, Teri burst into laughter. "Omigod. She's quite the little salesgirl, isn't she?" Dana joined her laughter and chimed in, "Trust me, Hatch, you can't pass this up. And don't let the sweet, innocent face fool you - she's a little vixen once she's on you. Really, you've got to try her. The only thing is...," she added with a wink, "you have to tell me all about it afterwards." "You're terrible, Dana," Teri scolded. Then, with a huge, guilty smile and a slight blush, she finished, "but I'll take her if you're offering." Dana responded with a casual wave of her hand. "She's all yours, darlin'. Just send her back when you're done. I'm sure I'll be ready by then. Milene, honey, there's an extra robe in the closet. Just throw it on and go with Teri. She's right in the next trailer." She gave me a little kiss and whispered, "Do her good, sweetheart, but make sure you come back. I'm going to nap, but I do need some more, and you're the best." She ran her finger suggestively around the edge of my mouth and I felt myself getting wet again just from the promise in her voice. I threw on the extra robe and scampered over to Teri's trailer, doing my best not to be seen by anyone else. Teri's trailer was very similar to Dana's. Of course the decorating was different, but it had the same basic set-up: small kitchen area, sitting area with chairs and a kind of chaise instead of the sofa, and a bed off to the side, topped with a very large pile of fluffy pillows. Like Dana, Teri offered me a drink, another white wine, though sweeter than the one Dana had. I think the drink was more for Teri than for me - a little alcohol to lower the inhibitions and let her relax in this new endeavor. She downed one glass and was well into another before I had barely started on mine. Lesbian Call Girl - Desperate Actresses We sat there for a minute or two, drinking nervously, not saying much. Teri was clearly a little uncomfortable, but we both knew why we were there. I decided it was time for a little initiative. "You know," I said, "All I have on is this robe, but you're still all dressed up. How about if we just take off some clothes and get comfortable with each other?" She responded with a quiet but sincere "Okay!", her teeth biting nervously into her lower lip. It was funny and so very cute, really. She was twice my age, but in this context she seemed like a young girl, doing something oh so naughty and just loving that she was getting away with it. I took the lead, moving to her and asking her to turn around. Teri was wearing a simple but elegant dress, a sexy little number with the hem just above the knee. It was royal blue and looked like a cocktail dress. Since she had just finished rehearsal, I assumed that it was a costume from the show. In any case, I undid the clasp at her neck and pulled the zipper down. With a simple shrug of her shoulders, the dress was on the floor and Teri stood there in her underwear, a white lacy bra and matching panties that looked absolutely wonderful against her well-tanned body. Her lingerie was hardly anything, really, delicate and ultra-thin, almost sheer, and as I looked down over her shoulder I could clearly see her nipples through the gauzy material of her bra. She was still facing away from me, and my eyes trailed immediately downward, to her backside. I always notice a woman's derriere, and Teri had a very nice one, especially for someone over forty. It was shapely and firm and just plain hot, outlined as it was by those lacy white panties. They were a tiny bikini cut, and rode low, leaving the top of her ass crack deliciously exposed to my view. I placed my hands on her waist and ran them easily up and down her sides, over her hips and upper thighs, just getting her used to my touch. A quiet sigh told me it was the right approach. I leaned into her, nuzzling my nose and lips into her neck, breathing hotly into her ear. There was another sigh, another silent indicator to proceed. I ran my tongue over her neck, then her ear, and opened my robe to let my bare breasts rub sensuously against her back, moving around to assure she could feel the contact of my nipples on her bare skin. "Mmmmmm," she murmured quietly, "That's nice." "It only gets better," I promised. I directed her over to the chaise, where I sat down first, then welcomed her to sit, facing away from me, between my open thighs. We had some difficulty with the arrangement because Teri was taller than me, but eventually we settled into a comfortable position where I could easily reach around and play with her as I pleased. I let my hands explore, now getting very aroused myself as I cupped her breasts, then roamed over her ribs and abs, finally landing with one open palm on each of her lush inner thighs. Her legs partly slightly and she leaned back into me, uttering a sweet sound of pleasure into my ear, and I took off from there. I truly made love to Teri, doing my best to make her comfortable, to be affectionate and caring. It wasn't the down and dirty licking that some women got. It was slow and soft, like I was seducing her, and in a way I felt I was, since this was her first time. As she leaned back against me, I let my lips just barely touch her left ear, breathing hotly, telling her how beautiful she was, how lucky I felt to be there with her, touching her, pleasing her. It was the right tack, as she rewarded me with a tender "Ohhhhhh..." and slumped back softly into my arms. I maintained the approach, letting my hands wander lightly over her body, getting us both used to the situation. Then I reached down to undo her bra. Teri didn't resist, and she leaned forward slightly to give me access. I pulled her lacy garment away, taking in the sight of her breasts as they were exposed, then moved my hands to cup and caress her soft mounds. I got a nice "Mmmmm..." for that action and kept it up, adding a little finger tweak of each nipple that immediately perked them up. I kept that up for a little while, the petting and tweaking, noting her response, which was all good. Then I knew I could move on. I let my hand wander further, down over the smooth expanse of her belly, playing briefly with the jeweled post that pierced her navel, then rolling over the soft rise her hip bones, all the while continuing my sweet murmurs, adding gentle kisses at her temple and the corner of her eye. I was getting very excited myself now, and I told her so, which clearly added to her own arousal. My hand moved lower, to those frilly white panties, and I noticed that Teri's legs parted just a bit to invite me in. I took the cue and ventured on, finally cupping the full warmth of her crotch in my hand. That brought a sweet sigh from Teri, which grew more urgent as my middle finger worked in little circles at her center. She seemed to have forgotten all her misgivings now and was happy to have reached this point. Even through the fabric, I could feel the dampness there and knew that she was needing more. Moving up a few inches, I slipped my hand under the waistband and back down over her mound, again cupping her with all four fingers, then running one of them up and down within the crease, immediately feeling it doused in her warm cream, immediately rewarded with another delightful moan. I just fingered her like that, maintaining a leisurely pace, deciding to get her off the first time in this less threatening way. Meanwhile my other hand roamed delicately over the rest of her now trembling body. Her head lay back against me and her mouth alternately either hung open in gasps or burst into a huge, satisfied grin. I found her clitoris, so hard and swollen beneath my fingertip. As I circled it, she raised up and cried out with the intensity of the feelings. Obviously, she was very sensitive there, so I backed off a bit, going back to fingering her, but still paying some attention to her little nerve bundle. Before long I had both hands in Teri's panties, with her legs spread wide now for easy access. My left hand rubbed lightly over her clit while the right one probed deep and double-fingered inside her. I told her how hot this all was and in seconds she was off, shaking and squealing in her climax as she reached down and dug her nails sharply into my thighs. I left my fingers in her for a while after she came, moving at a slow, descending rhythm, enjoying the warm swamp of her pussy as I brought her down a bit. Then I moved myself around, so I could bring my lips to hers. To my delight, she responded with an incredibly passionate kiss, her large, sensual mouth engulfing my own while my tongue swirled over her lips and tongue. Encouraged by her kiss, I upped the ante in our lovemaking, squirming around to sit on her lap, my knees on either side of her, my bare thighs rubbing softly over hers as we continued making out. I broke our kiss, then started back with little love pecks on her lips, her nose, her eyes, her ears, at the same time looking at her with all the desire I could show. I cupped her breasts and used my thumbs to diddle her nipples, flicking them back and forth while I told her how much I liked them. She seemed to appreciate that. She was getting into it now and I lost my concern that she might get skittish about this. It was clear now that I would be pleasuring her for quite a while. I moved down her chest, running my tongue over the upper swell of each breast, circling the nipples but not taking them in. I looked up at her and gave her a smile of pure lust, then kept her gaze as I opened my mouth oh so slowly over one erect bud. Teri seemed entranced, her eyes open wide, biting her lower lip, watching as my lips encircled her excited nipples. Her eyes closed and she moaned loudly when I sucked one in, pinning it with my tongue against the roof of my mouth. I didn't stay long on her boobies, as I was now thoroughly excited and ready for the main course. I started down on her, over the ridges of her rib cage, down to the perfect flat plane of her abdomen. I licked at her darling little belly button, around the rim and over the pretty little post she had in it. Then I started down again, stopping just at the ridge of her pubic bone, licking wetly, back and forth, as a little shimmy coursed through Teri's body. "Ohhhhh,' she said dreamily, "You're going to eat me out, aren't you?" "Like you've never had before," I said, looking up at her with promise and lust in my eyes. By then I was dying to do it. "But," I added, "It will be a lot better on the bed." Teri, obviously as ready as I was, jumped up and in short order was perched on the edge of the bed. Crawling over to her, I urged her hips upward and had the exquisite pleasure of slipping her panties off, followed by the equally exquisite sight of her legs parting in front of me, her pussy just inches from my face. Teri's sex was so different from Dana's but still so beautiful. Where Dana's opening was large and fleshy, Teri's was delicate and pristine, her inner lips barely exposing the deep pink treasure within. And her clit, which I knew now was a little firecracker of nerves, has mostly hidden beneath the shroud of her hood. I started Teri with a long, slow licking, letting the tip of my tongue wander up and down just inside her slit, sometimes zigzagging inside it to stimulate additional areas. I wanted to go faster, to just eat her up, but I knew I had to work her up to this, so I took my time. As I continued, she opened up more, moaning more blatantly with the pleasure and spreading her legs little by little, until at last they were almost in splits and her moans were continuous and pulsating. I started to suck on her then, pulling her luscious petals into my mouth as her juices began to freely flow. At last I just devoured her pussy, hungrily stabbing my tongue deep into her glistening pool of honey, then sliding up across the swollen clit as I withdrew it, each time drawing a wonderfully agonized groan in response. I kept this up for several minutes, over and over, pausing occasionally to lick inside her, to give her a break from the overpowering sensations in her clittie, then going back to it as soon as I thought she could stand it. After several iterations of my tongue torture, I had her in an absolutely frenzied state. Teri's hands were behind her head, mangling her own hair as she cried out, "OMIGOD, my clit! My CLIT!!!!!" I didn't know if she was telling me to stop or to keep going, but since she wasn't pushing me away, I chose the latter. I took long swipes over the little nub, using the whole width of my tongue to stimulate it. Teri actually screamed when I did that, her whole body shaking with the intensity of it. I 'm sure that someone near the outside door could hear her, but neither of us cared at that point. Now her hands came down to the bed, wrists jamming into the mattress, all her fingers extended in distress. As I kept up my assault I looked up to see her face contorted, eyes closed tight, mouth wide open in pleasure-pain. Her body continued to shake and the little screams filled the air as her body arched high off the bed. Finally I had to ask, "Are you okay? Should I stop?" She answered without opening her eyes, a frantic shaking of her head telling me to keep going. "Yes... No... Go... Unnghhhh!!!" Given permission, I stepped it up, taking her little morsel in my mouth to suck as gently as I could, given the circumstances. That produced a loud, desperate cry as her body arched even farther up and her hands pounded the bed. I took her bottom in both hands, supporting her with my elbows on the mattress. Her firm butt felt great and I just devoured her. My tongue drove quickly in and out of her cleft, feeling her molten walls spasm around it, as I continued to suck on her hard little pea. Within minutes I felt an extra surge of cream in my mouth and then Teri let out a pitiful wail, "Ungggh... Aaaaaaaaaahhh" and then another series of shrieks as her midsection rippled with pleasure-spasms. And she just kept going, exploding in an incredible orgasm that went on and on for close to a minute. When she finally came down, she just lay there, totally drained, her lovely thighs still quivering from the experience. Her eyes were still closed and quiet little mewling sounds came from her throat. I just waited, until finally her eyes peeked open, just barely, and she looked down at me. Soon her face exhibited a huge, huge smile, exhausted but satisfied. "Good?" I asked innocently. That brought a deep, throaty chuckle from Teri. "Oh, you are a funny one!" she laughed. "Whew! Dana was right. That was amazing." She was starting to come down now, her breaths evening out, but an occasional twitch betrayed the lingering effects of her gut-wrenching climax. Teri's legs were still slightly open, and even in the sparse light of the trailer, I could see the delicate lips between her thighs, still glistening with moisture. To my own surprise, even after all my activities of the past two days, I still wanted more of her. "We can do some more whenever you're ready," I advised. Teri rolled her eyes dramatically, as if the idea were absolutely crazy, but I could tell she would welcome more, too, if not now, then certainly after a brief rest. But I saw Teri close her eyes, so I just relaxed. A break would do me good in any case. As we lie there together, I let my hand wander aimlessly up and down Teri's well-tanned legs, producing a sweet smile on Teri's face. I marveled at the smoothness of her skin and wondered what kind of cream she used. I almost asked her, but thought better of it. It really wasn't my place. Teri lay back against the pillows, eyes still closed, content with the feel of my hands moving lightly over her. I continued the action, not forcing anything forward, but subtly moving in that direction, my strokes going slightly higher up her legs each time, little by little. Once I grazed the inside of her thighs and they came together slightly. The little "Oooooh" that accompanied that reflex told me that she was getting ready for more. I took the hint and the next time up, my fingers went all the way to lightly fondle her nether lips. I got a nice reaction, but kept it light, moving back down to tickle the inside of her knee. The next time up, my fingers stayed longer, exploring a bit within her folds, noting the increased moisture that I now found there. I continued this leisurely fingering, running my fingertips over her lips, exploring her outer and inner labia without actually going inside. Then one time, as a variation, I let my middle finger wander down a bit, to roll lightly over the rim of her anus. Teri reacted with a more urgent "Mmmmmm" and I felt her little ring contract and relax in response to my finger's movements. "Ohhhhh, I like that," she breathed, and I knew I was onto something. Any inhibitions, any concerns about being with another female, were gone now, and Teri just surrendered herself to the sensations. Her eyes were still closed, but her smile was even bigger now, her sighs of pleasure more obvious and unrestrained as I continued to play with her rear hole. Suddenly Teri's eyes popped open, as if she'd just had an epiphany of some kind. "Oh gosh, will you do my ass? I love that. I mean..." She couldn't seem to say it, so I did it for her. "You want me to lick your rear?" I asked calmly. She paused for a moment, then responded, guilty and apologetic, "Yes... is that okay? You don't have to." I couldn't resist an impish smile. I was hoping she'd ask for that, but I played it cool, not revealing my true feelings at the prospect. "Sure," I replied happily, "Whatever you want. You're the boss." Teri gave me that huge, lip-biting smile again as I helped her turn onto her stomach, then placed a big, cushy pillow under her hips. I didn't jump right to the task, choosing instead to continue the foreplay. I treated myself to the feel of the silky skin on the back of Teri's thighs, caressing it with my lips, my cheeks, then moving up to do the same over her precious butt cheeks. I closed my eyes and basked in the pure eroticism of the moment. Finally, I started to rub her smooth buttocks and then opened them up, exposing her asshole, a perfect brown ring around a delicate little opening. My breath caught in my throat as I saw it. At that moment, her shapely butt and smooth brown asshole looked so beautiful to me - the sexiest thing I could imagine. And I knew I was about to lick it. I ran my tongue tantalizingly up and down within her crack, feeling her quiver in response. "Mmmmmmm..." she moaned, "Ohhhhhh... yessssss! Ohhhh, that's amazing. That feels so good." Teri's left hand reached back to hold her cheeks apart, egging me on, and I began to work in earnest on her little circle of joy. With my thumbs on either side of her hole, I opened her further and licked lightly at the pink part in the center. Teri's whole body jerked in response and she cried out briefly. I licked some more, oh so slowly, letting my wet tongue wander sensuously around the contours of the outer ring, then lap over the whole area, then poke gently at that tender flesh at the center, again producing that body jerk and cry. Teri continued to shiver and moan as I licked her, and I could feel her relaxing more and more, until at last my tongue was pressing forward, entering the delicious, clinging heat of Teri's bottom. "Oh my god, I can't believe you're doing that. Oh sweetie, don't stop, please don't stop, oh god, I love it!" I had no intention of stopping, especially after that response. Now I inserted two fingers into Teri's cunt, working them in and out while still lavishing saliva all over her anus. I licked around her sphincter, which was now totally relaxed, and slipped my tongue tip just inside the small hole, while my fingers, now soaked with Teri's honey, plunged back and forth, in and out of her slick vagina. At last my tongue was all the way in, up to its root in her sweet asshole. My own arousal skyrocketed as I buried my face completely in her hot butt. I wriggled my tongue inside her, as best I could, feeling the firm grip of her anus all around it. Teri started to shake continuously, at the same time making pathetic little whimpering sounds that just drove me crazy. Now both her hands held her cheeks open, desperately hoping to get me even deeper into her bottom, and I did my best to accommodate her. Teri's upper body was high off the bed, straining upward. "Ohhhh ... my god," she cried, her voice cracking from the intensity of the experience. I made her come that way, my fingers probing firmly into her wet hole while my tongue continued to work in her backside. It didn't take long, as the thrill of having her ass licked just overwhelmed her. I pushed back inside her at the last second to feel her anal muscles clutching at my tongue in response to the waves driving through her. I licked her through the heights, then pulled away, placing a single, tender kiss on each quivering orifice as I backed out. Teri sighed with delight at that final touch and then collapsed on the bed, her head dropping into the pillows, exhausted and totally satisfied. The room was silent for some time, filled only with the sound of Teri's heavy breathing as she returned to earth. "Ohhhhh, wow," she finally gasped, barely audible under her breath. "That was.. oh my... I can't believe how good that felt. Thank you so much." I let my hand pass lightly over her still quivering bottom. "It was my pleasure," I assured her. "I'm glad you liked it." "Mmmmm," came the simple reply. "Do you want some more?" I asked. It had been a long day, but I knew I could keep going. She was just so beautiful and sexy. Lesbian Call Girl - Desperate Actresses Teri laughed a little at my enthusiasm, but pointed out that I really should be going back to Dana, and of course she was right. I got myself together, borrowed a little mouthwash from Teri's bathroom, found the robe that Dana had lent me, and, with a surprising chaste kiss on the forehead, once again snuck off between the dressing trailers, back to Dana. I had been with Teri for over two hours, so I really expected Dana to be ready for more when I got back to her. Surprisingly, though, when I entered her trailer she was fully dressed and preparing to leave. I looked at her quizzically and she quickly provided the answer. "I'm totally done here, so I thought we'd go back to my house," she explained. "We could relax more there. Plus," she added with a possessive leer, "I did pay for the whole night. And it's only 6:00." That was fine with me and I told her as much. The thought of cuddling up for the night with Dana after another long session of pleasing her was definitely appealing. I followed her out the door and across the lot to her car, a large, silver, late-model Mercedes. I hopped into the front seat and we were off. As I sat there next to Dana, through the heavy traffic, then slowly traversing the expensive homes in the Hollywood Hills, I thought back to what I had done over the past two days. It had been quite a run. In a little over twenty-four hours, I had thoroughly satisfied and thoroughly enjoyed four different women, all of them celebrities, each of them incredibly sexy and beautiful, each in her own special ways. In my wildest dreams, I would never have imagined that this would ever happen to me. God, I love this job.