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A World-Class Brothel Pt. 01

By: Egmont0409



INTRODUCTION

Cloudless Resort on the edge of the Morebba Desert in Mitters County is acknowledged as one of the top fifty vacation centers of the world. It has been crowned National Resort of the Year three times. Its distinctive logo comprises an undressed woman on her back, the far knee raised, in a grove of palm trees beside a swimming pool.

Behind the glitz, locals oblivious of the resort's PR spin, openly talk about the time ex-prostitute Mae French, born in 1938 and who'd taken early retirement, arrived with a suitcase of folding money with the simply expectation of slowly sunbathing and boozing her life away.

She lasted nine days and then, bored mindless, dressed and locked away her booze and cast around for something to do. But the town of Pinchgut was in the bottom tier of socio-economics. Jobs were so scarce that there was even a line-up of people waiting to pay money for the privilege to work at something. The only people profitably employed were those hired by the authorities.

Despondent, Mae caught the once-a-day bus out to cross the county line to get her hair done. She returned on the once-a-day return bus that afternoon, rejuvenated and ready for action, knowing if there was to be any action she'd had to fire it creatively. She called on Fred Butt, consulting engineer, who last received a commission five years ago. She said, "Design for me Fred. I want to establish a brothel to attract people from throughout the country."

"Guys you mean," Fred said.

Mae corrected him and said women also patronized brothels.

Fred scratched his head and said she was probably right so how much did she wish to spend.

As they say, the rest is history.

- - - -

CHAPTER 1

Widower Fred Butt watched his buxom client use her lace handkerchief to dab perspiration from her cleavage, already figuring with engineering expertise that the structures were too close together for comfort in this warm climate. He would recommend breast reduction but didn't know her well enough to suggest that. Later perhaps.

Clearing his throat, Fred said, "Ma'am to say you are prepared to pay a couple of million bucks on Stage One here in a wilderness sounds a mite extravagant but my potential commission on such largess cautions me to avoid suggesting that. Your more immediate problem is brothels are prohibited in this county."

"So I'm thwarted?"

"Oh, you're thirsty? I'll fetch water."

"No, I apologize for my slight lisp. Does that edict of authority stymie me?"

Fred wiped sweat off the end of his nose. "On the contrary, there's no law preventing you using another name."

"Resort?"

"Excellent, most other brothel operators use that appellation."

"All this fancy talk is making me dry Fred. Grab us a couple of whiskies and let the consultation commence."

"Yes ma'am."

"I only drink proper Scotch."

"I have some left over from my last Christmas party in the year of my last commission."

"Fine. Please call me Mae."

"Sweet name, great for a Madam."

Stage One was rushed through the territorial authority because it was the first time in three years the council had received a commercial project for approval, meaning such fees would allow it to pay-down bank loans and add a statistic to its annual report, almost due, to the vacant column for commercial building permit approvals. By then Fred had cut fees payable by Mae by 30% in return for her allowing her neglected pussy to be exercised by him at the drop of a hat. He wore a hat after that special arrangement.

The citizens of Pinchgut called at public meeting at which Mae was elected to fill the vacancy of Mayor in recognition for reviving the economy of the town. Her facility provided employment for 70 out-of-work citizens and the resultant trade lengthened the opening hours of businesses from one hour to five hours a day. 

A month before the opening Mae had advertised for kitchen staff, cleaners and 'hostesses' with the proviso that hostesses must be between the ages of eighteen and twenty-eight. Half the town's population of women applied for the position of hostess, many with gray hair, no teeth and even in wheelchairs. Mae found it necessary to pay Fred to select each of the short-listed applicants by personal trial and that really slowed him down.

Finally, with everything including marketing and advance bookings in place, Mae officially opened her new facility and next day at the medical center fell pregnant. Yes, she fell to the floor in a faint when Doc Rowe confirmed her pregnancy test. Inexplicably Fred was offended by the news and took off, never to see his daughter. Mae decided to call Billie after the guy who took Mae's virginity so far back that Mae couldn't remember the occasion but Billie had left his card and five bucks.

Mae took Fred's disappearance on the chin and also took up with her resort manager Ireland, cleverly figuring that should ensure no unexpected pregnancy. Ireland was in some kind of trouble with the law so she was content to lay low and laid often with Mae. 

Ireland had worked in a major advertising agency with branches in twenty-three cities when she left suddenly, coincidentally at the time a warrant was issued for her arrest. At issue was $6,000,000 missing from the multi-media company's head office treasury. 

Before arriving at Pinchgut, Ireland Cork had been called Peggy Blundell. Two years later when she died from a drug overdose, leaving her estate to Mae, the connection between Peggy Blundell and a person named Ireland Cork was never made. Being in an isolated community without an incumbent sheriff, there was no inquest, just rapid burial. 

Mae promptly retired from sex permanently and began spending her inheritance, the best part of $6,000,000, on developing of the vacation brothel... er resort.

And so, that was the environment into which Billie French was born. She grew up to be sexy with a great brain and body and romped through school as a top student and sportswoman. In the year she graduated Billie went on to be runner-up in the state's beauty pageant and from there went to college, enjoyed lots of sex and graduated with a masters in business administration and a post-graduate degree in international marketing. She then joined an acclaimed resort chain as an administrator.

A year on, with those qualifications and experience under her bikini string, Billie returned home to mom who was missing her.

* * * 

At its half-yearly meeting in Hong Kong the board of Global Travel and Resort Standards Federation (GTRSF), representing national travel associations in eight-eight countries, discussed a disturbing finding. Latest polling showed that 'brothel activity' was within an ace of entering the revered list of highly publicized top ten reasons why people chose to go to the 2320 'adult only' premier resorts.

International president Marcel Fourneyron (France) made a grand speech that basically said, "This will not do. Revelation to the public at large that holiday/vacation resorts are a front for brothels could decimate our industry internationally."

A working party was set up and two days later it recommended to the board that twelve resorts be selected in different countries and twelve executives of the federation's international directorate in Geneva each be charged with inspecting and reporting on one of those sample resorts, acting incognito. The purpose of the random inspections was to identify similarities in operations and how the principals of such operations believed the lid could be kept on brothel activity. The board adopted those recommendations.

* * *

The federation's senior advertising standards monitoring executive, Edward (Eddie) Lawson was handed travel instructions and ticketing and told to go to the United States and visit Cloudless Resort. Before he left his comfortable office in Geneva he was fully briefed about his mission and told to keep it secret.

"Use the brothel facilities moderately and you'll pass for just another compulsive male visitor of vaginas," said the head of marketing, Mrs Lana O'Brien. "If you visit vaginas excessively for recreational purposes you must not claim those payments as legitimate expenses."

"How will you verify my claims as to which visits were excessive?"

"I'm female, I'll know."

Eddie who was twenty-five thought it would be astonishing if she knew anything about sex at her age. She was at least fifty.

With two weeks before he was required to lodge his report, Eddie said goodbye to Eve his personal assistant, thinking he'd miss two weeks of not being between her legs. But Eve was so upset at not been taken to America she transferred to the kitchen and catering standards section. He sighed but was not unduly worried because it would be an advantage arriving at the resort fully charged. 

Eddie was looking forward to the inspection because he'd always thought resorts were just that, resorts where couples arrived and went at it like rabbits and if accompanied by kids, the kids built sandcastles. He'd only been with the directorate three months and this was his first out-of-office assignment.

He called his parents in Rose Bay in Sydney and told his mom he was going to Cloudless Resort.

"Nice name, where is it love?"

"Dunno. I'll cop a better idea when I arrived in New York."

"See if you can bring home a nice Shelia for Christmas love. The ones you have fronted up with so far have been scrubbers."

"Right you are mom. Takes one to recognize one. Say G'day to dad for me. See yah."

* * *

Meanwhile, arriving at Foxton Flats Airport Billie French waited to catch the bus to Pinchgut (being the only return bus of the day. She thought what an awful name Pinchgut was for a town but recalled the operators of local restaurants and take-outs thought it was a great name because it made people feel hungry.

On the 20-mile journey to the town she called her mom who sounded very excited to have her daughter home at last. 

Billie grabbed a resort golf cart at the bus station for the half-mile ride to the resort gates where Mae was waiting for her, having just finished entertaining a group of Japanese VIPs and sending them off. Mother and daughter hugged, yelled and kissed and of course cried.

"Mom, this new reception area is amazing, as good as I've ever seen anywhere."

"Thank you darling. We are now almost a small town when full, with 168 units."

"Wow, congratulations. But mom, you have to do something about the name of the town – Pinchgut is a black blip on your prospective clientele's conceptual horizon."

"What's that dear?"

"The name stinks and drags down people's vision of your resort."

"I suppose it will be easier to change the name of the town than to try to change people's visions, particularly when at the point of making those decisions of choosing a resort we don't know those potential clients."

"That's it in a nutshell mom."

"I don't think Nutshell is a good replacement name."

Billie sighed. "Nor do I mom. Are you still the Mayor?"

"Yes, I haven't been able to entice anyone to stand against me to allow me to opt out. The Catholic people around here have named me St Mae and now the whole community is at it."

"What, sex?"

"No silly, calling me St Mae."

"Well, Pinchgut is not the stinkpot I grew up alongside as a kid mom. You've brought jobs and wealth to the community and placed Pinchgut on the map."

Suddenly a strong male voice with a peculiar twang sent shivers down Billie's belly and into her never-you-mind. "I couldn't find it on any map?"

Mae chirped, "Oh darling this is an Australian Eddie Lawson who arrived this morning. Eddie this is my daughter Billie. She's just come home to settle and on Monday takes over as chief executive of Cloudless Resort."

"Wow, how much do you charge baby?"

Billie made an obscene gesture and Mae said, "Ease off Eddie, my daughter and I are two females around here who are not hostesses."

"Oh, I beg you pardon Billie. I meant how much do you charge to sit next to me at dinner tonight?"

Billie smiled and said, "Nice recovery. I'll dine alone with mom tonight because we have much catching up to do. I'll think about giving you a freebie tomorrow evening."

"What's a..."

"...opportunity to spend time with me at dinner and then you can go vagina exploring."

"Thank you but rather than wander off I would much prefer staying on and conversing with you."

Billie smiled beautifully and said, "Don't forget who you are Mr Lawson, an unattached randy Australian male with a pocketful of money with only one purpose in mind. I believe Australian men call it crocodiling?"

"I wouldn't have a clue what you're on about Miss Mae's daughter and I'm prepared to swear I'm a virgin."

"Very unimpressive Mr Lawson. Modern women prefer men who are wholesome and that includes telling the truth."

"Would you accept I am a mild sinner seeking redemption?"

Mae snorted, "God you two, why don't you do it and get it over with. This verbal prancing and arm waving is making me dizzy."

"Please don't over-encourage him mother. If he is to shaft me he has to prove himself worthy."

"Good day ladies, I'm off to do some thinking. Enjoy your reunion."

As they watched his tight butt being walked away Mae said, "Is he good enough to meet your high standards?"

"I would think so mother, but for the moment let's talk about us. Please call Cole."

"Who's Cole?"

"Cole the Porter."

"Very droll dear. Lovely having you home."

* * *

The morning dawned fine and windless, a repetition that that could induce an anxiety complex, particularly in some people fretting for their familiar climate that included hail, hurricanes, electrical storms, snow and tsunami with perhaps a mice, locust or ant plague thrown in. However, if they were looking for never-ending drought and unrelenting sun, Cloudless Resort was a great place to come. Ah yes, the alternative spelling of cum.

Billie emerged from her accommodation unit that was sarcastically said to be twice the size of an international shipping container on which it was based. Just room for a double bed, bathroom with shower with medical and protective items and a wall-to-wall screen for XXX DVDs available free from the resort's collection of 27,000. She stretched, revealing an impressive superstructure and tossed one of the pears she was carrying to the waiting crocodile.

"Good morning Eddie. Get at least one away last night?"

"No, I suspect that makes me an outcast within this illustrious community?"

"I wouldn't think so, some guests come just to watch other guests cum."

Eddie scowled and said that wasn't very nice but was floored when Billie asked him just what was nice about casual sex.

"I'll have to think about that one."

"Talk to mom, she's the expert."

Eddie walked with Billie munching his pear while she just nibbled hers, making Eddie think of a rabbit and that led him on to thinking about crocodiling.

"Oh good, I can see your erection growing. You'll fit in here well?"

"What?"

"Your erection. An erection..."

"I know what an erection is Billie but I'm astonished you do. You look so innocent."

"The penis drives our local economy Eddie. Without it this entire resort would collapse like a spent dick."

"Billie!"

"What? What's objectionable talking about collapsing like a spent dick?"

Eddie looked miserably at the flattened front of his shorts and Billie sighed and asked him if he wanted her to rub it up so he could strut around like other male guests.

"Billie, how could you?" he wailed, ready to rush off and fret.

"Take a good hold of yourself – no, not like that. I mean stiffen your background. You mustn't run around assuming the good-looking babes of this world who speak beautifully and everything about them appears flawless are models of everything that is good because the reality is rather quite different. Their pussy recreational usage may well almost match that of sluts who look like sluts, I assure you. There is no enjoyment for a young woman retaining the curse of virginity and I can vouch for that."

"You're not a virgin?" Eddie asked as if a little shocked.

"For goodness sake Eddie, I was born in a construction storeroom on this site and lived in the resort until going about to a girl's boarding school from the age of twelve. I then came home every semester and worked for mother."

"As a hostess," Eddie boggled.

"No, in administration that apart from me was virtually a retirement home for prostitutes past their use-by date. Mom has this humanitarian streak in her which is why she felt compelled to give it away to males at a very young age."

They entered the restaurant that served all-day breakfast. Eddie glanced around and whispered, "I think I ought to take you away from this."

"No, it's cool. Seeing people enjoying themselves like this reminds me of the wonderful endurance of the human body." 

They were looking at couples going at it across a table or one partner on his or her knees on the floor generating pre-breakfast appetite with his or her partner on a chair, legs spread.

"Guests at this class of establishment tend to eat more food than at conventional family resorts," Billie said with authority and Eddie made a mental note of quote for his report. 

"Tell me Eddie, you have the hound dog look of a guy who's lost his pup. Has your girlfriend dumped you?"

"Yes," he sniffed, and the crafty crocodile achieved what he'd hoped. She cuddled him, resting his mouth against her impressive cleavage. Actually that was better than he'd hoped for. He told her about his insanely jealous PA walking out on him and Billie weren't women such bitches, giving Eddie the distinct impression that figuratively he was halfway in.

Eddie smiled at the creativity of the menu. He chose 'Sausage Reconditioning' and listened to Billie order 'Size 34D Pancakes' without any embarrassment so though that was her size. Real beauties they were.

"What length of ketchup on your plate sir?" said the waitress, dressed only in an orange thong with greasy fingerprints over it. "A six inch, eight inch or ten inch strip?"

Both women eyed him speculatively. 

"Er, I'll skip ketchup this morning. Still a bit queasy from my transatlantic flight."

"Where's Transatlantic?" asked the waitress, indicating the extent of her worldliness, confirming to Eddie he was in Middle America.

"She'll know all about sex I assure you," Billie sighed, watching Eddie watching the waitress's ass sway and wondering which length of ketchup he would have chosen had he not smelt a rat. Men never like a woman pulling one over them, or for that matter helping themself without being invited. 

"I'm surprise all food is included in the room tariff," he said, ready to make a mental note.

"Our male and female hosts..."

"Male hosts? Do you cater for homosexuals?"

"We are civilized here and call those people gay. But no, not specifically. It's a requirement that our hosts are willing to be involved in bisexual activity so that guests do not feel constrained. What I was about to say was our male and female hosts do not come cheaply and they receive 40% of their fee which makes them a big business expense. So when mother concluded there was a distinct correlation between food consumption and increased sexual activity she increased resort fees to include meal charges and then advised there was no extra charge for food."

"I see, so despite a bigger food bill the resort's income from its share of hosting fees resulted in a fatter bottom line."

"Exactly, you have the type of agile mind suitable for landing a top executive position in tourism."

"Do I?"

"Indeed. What is your vocation?"

"Er, connected with advertising."

"How does one survive only being connected with advertising rather than being right in advertising?"


A World-Class Brothel Pt. 01



"Er, I'm in the slow process of finding out. Gawd, look at the ass wobble on that one," Eddie said, eyes popping.

"That's Dimples, a VIP host... oh Dimples."

"Gawd, look at the big tits and flat belly."

"Oh Dimples, this is Eddie Lawson, a rather shy Australia and that makes him rare. If you are available could you entertain him today say till 2:00, as he'll need to rest up as he's dining with me this evening. Charge the fee to my account thanks darling."

"My pleasure Billie. Nice having you back. We girls are having a sex party on Monday night. Please come as my guest."

"That's lovely of you Dimples. What should I bring?"

"Just a warm pussie Billie."

Eddie knew he had to get to his notebook fast. He had so much to note down. "Dimples, I'll just go to my room for..."

"I have condoms."

"Mouthwash."

"I have mouthwash with me."

"Toilet."

"Oh run a long then. That's one thing I can't do for you."

Billie smiled and cooed, "Drop in at 6:00 at the VIP cocktail bar Eddie. Here's a keycard."

Eddie smiled and thanked Billie for her hospitality. He noticed Billie looking at his crotch and pushed it forward with pride as his pride was in a comfortable semi-hard state. She winked at him and Eddie hoped Billie didn't think he was going to give Dimples a length. Nothing was farther from his mind.

When Eddie returned from the toilet and writing up his notes, he found Dimples almost where he'd parted from her but now standing under the shade of a palm. She held out her arms and he walked into them and she kissed him without any hint of tongue.

"Let's feel what you're got Eddie. Damn it's prime equipment but I have to let you go off by 2:00. Obviously Billie wants a test drive with you this evening."

"How can you say that?"

"I just did."

"I mean how do you know she has that in mind?"

"Asking me to lay off you from 2:00 is to give you recovery time to allow you to deliver at least one good load for her."

"I can't believe I'm hearing this."

"Eddie, I know you are an Australian and that explains a lot but at the same time you must be aware this establishment is not a kindergarten."

"Oh."

"Yes, oh."

"Come, let me swing on your nuts."

"Er, could you play tennis first?"

"Certainly. I do other things with a client besides fucking Eddie. This is a high class joint."

She creamed him at tennis, appearing to be in a hurry to get at him. Others were waiting for courts so after his 1-6, 2-6 drubbing he was forced to move on.

He said frantically, "Swim?"

"If that's what you want."

Of course it was nude swimming only. They stripped, he admired her three sets of dimples and she licked her lips looking at his gear. "Are you sure you want to waste timing swimming?"

"Relax Dimps. Still three hours to go. Nice tits and your lower set of dimples look great."

"If you admire me so much why not..."

He dove in and she followed.

She pretended to be attempting to duck him and at one stage almost had him into her so he put a stop to that and suggested they swim some lengths.

Dimples pouted and said those were not the lengths she had in mind and he had to admire her for her humor and tenacity. She dropped off after thirty lengths and he kept going until he was bushed. He had enough energy to wade to the side of the pool and say, "Is it 2:00 yet?"

"Twelve fifty," she smiled triumphantly. "I need to go into the shade."

"Sex?" he asked hoping she would say no and suggest sleep, but she disappointed him.

They walked from the pool area. "Do you want the BDSM Room, the Fetish Room, the Group Sex Club or go to your room or mine? It's no use going to the Party Sex Bar until at least 10:00."

"What about that building over there were couples are trooping in. I can hear yelling. Sounds like fun."

"It's the Back Passage & Strap On Club. I thought that would be a little indelicate for you being an Australian."

"Phew, I would have drop-kicked you in the slats if you'd taken me there and given you a liquid cough for good measure. You're a good mate. Let's go to your dive."

"I'm having difficulty understanding you. You mean you object going there, so where do you want to go?"

"Your place mate. 'Scuse the lingo but you threw me into a wobbly just then."

"Oh, my room. Come on then and let's get down to it."

In Dimple's VIP room they both stripped and then stood looking at Eddie's deflation.

He hung his head. "I was attempting to tell you I was already struggling after the swimming but the thought of being let loose in the Strap On club drained all my blood to below my knees and made me feel like vomiting."

"No problem, watch," Dimples said, dropping to her knees and taking Mr Limp into her mouth.

Eddie sighed. "Sorry, no movement. You are a bit of a disappointment Dimples."

Her face darkened and her eyes narrowed. "Just you watch," she mumbled with her mouth full and then allowed the mouth-wet Mr Limp to fall free.

"I can't..." 

Eyes popping, Eddie watched his dick spring to full attention with the speed of a snapping rubber band and simultaneously felt a red-hot pain in the butt.

"W-what was that?" he whined.

"Nothing," smiled Dimples, washing her index finger, cleaning behind the nail and drying that finger. "Your prostate's in good shape."

"What's my prostate?"

"It doesn't matter darling. Just ease Mr Fat and Jolly into mommy please."

Well, she felt soft and yet firm and smelled lovely and Eddie waited for her to groan in discomfort as he pushed into her. She'd jumped up on to him, wrapping her legs around his waist and she was feeding it in before he got a hand to it. Boy, was she eager he thought. He was sure he'd reached through to her ovaries when she pressed down on to his crotch before she began bouncing, calling for his assistance by using his palm power. Yet there was no complaint? Presumably she accommodated big dicks every day.

When they began to tire they switched to Doggie and he felt he was going nowhere fast. Despite his dick being thick there was too much spare room in pussy and far too much slosh, so he complained.

Dimples did something with her internal muscles. She squeezed and his eyes bulged. She squeezed some more and he was sure his face was turning purple and then she hand-squeezed his balls as if juicing and orange, stopping just short of being brutal. His eyes felt like they were spinning, his breath was rasping and he bellowed and wondered if he were having a heart attack.

He came like a dam breaching.

"God you're good," she said weakly, panting and jerking. 

She had a beer opened for him when he regained consciousness.

"What happened? W-where am I?"

She just laughed, told Eddie to drink his beer and opened another one for him and then made them both a chicken and salad sandwich.

They chatted like good friends and twice she hinted more nookie was available if he wanted it. He grinned boyishly and turned her down, kindly. At the second rejection he apologized. "I'm sorry but for the first time in my life I realize I'm an amateur."

She smiled and said she understood. It was her vocation and she confided that she had many clients who wouldn't cum within a bull's roar of him and some couldn't cum and would cry like babies but she was okay with that because she liked playing mommy.

He said soberly, "The truth is you have far too much horsepower for me. Good heavens, that's almost a proud blush," he said. 

Dimples then blushed magnificently.

"Oh God, that's the first time I've blushed since my first anal, which I recall was when the last remnant of innocence departed me. You are such a lovely gentleman. I do believe Billie has picked top-shelf in aligning with you."

"You could say that about all her men."

"You're wrong there."

"That's crap if you are suggesting she's innocent and a virgin."

"Who Billie? Get away with you. She's the consummate pro but then look at who was her tutor and role model... her acclaimed mother. No, I meant you are the first guy I've ever seen Billie prepared to socialize with and look set to offer a freebie. When she was due home last summer Mae had listed her at one grand an hour and we all almost wet ourselves laughing. But when she arrived and saw we how she'd filled out a bit and had become even more better looking and more refined, we wondered perhaps she might rate 400 bucks and hour. But we were wrong. A minibus of senior lecturers and professors from her old university arrived and she grossed a staggering $30,000 over two days."

"Wow."

"Indeed, that has made her almost as famous around this county as St Mae."

Wiping a splash of mayonnaise from the corner of her mouth, Dimples said: "We all thought Billie would go at it flat stick and make a quick fortune, but no. She went into immediate semi-retirement. She believes while the money is great the wear and tear and lack of sleep and having to be nice to stupid men all the time meant it wasn't worth it."

Eddie demanded, "Well, is she to be a part-time hostess?"

"Apparently not but like any healthy woman she'd want to secure an occasional work-out to appease psychological vaginal itch, you know like all women get from time to time."

"No?"

Dimples looked at Eddie thoughtfully. "You know, you could be just right for her."

She walked him back to his room and offered to help him shower, but the offer was declined.

"You drained me in one huge hit Dimples. I think I'll nickname your Super-cunt."

Blushing again, Dimples leant against him heavily and drawing away after kissing him said, "You have the ability to reach me places no other men have Eddie, and I'm not talking about between my legs. Call hi when you see me again."

CHAPTER 2

Eddie accessed the VIP lounge and asked for a beer, preferable an Aussie beer. The bargirl, although looking intelligent and sounding well educated, asked, "What's an Aussie beer?"

He pointed to the beer cooler and said, "Something light and wet."

She giggled and touching her thong said she couldn't give him that because she was on bar duty. He sighed and leaned over and pulled out a Bud and gave his room number. She looked at the computer screen and said, "That's complimentary sir."

Eddie looked around, making mental notes. Most of the women guests wore only a thong or very brief shorts and no bra or an open bra if excessively mobile without some support or if rather shy they wore a shirt. Most of the guys wore a codpiece to exaggerate the size of their bulge or were in hipster shorts like he wore. The bar was crowded and some hands were already busy.

The room fell almost silent as in walked Mae in a dinky little reflective silver dress, revealing she still had great legs. Beside her in a dinky cobalt blue dress with her breasts in danger of escaping was Billie, her eyes searching. For him? Her dark blue peepers under superb combed up blonde hair met his green peepers under unruly brown hair and locked. He felt his dick cartwheel. Eddie thought the feeling he had was that of a young boy locking in a room crammed with confectionery. He felt so proud at being in the tourism industry but ashamed he was a spy representing industry officialdom.

Billie was a beautiful slut and Eddie felt, a little shocked his mind had taken that stance because any such thought had remained dormant until now. He wondered if Dimples had cunningly put the boot in as really there had been no need to tell him that Billie had taken on a mini-bus load of men or men and women (she hadn't made that clear) in a disclosure of extreme carnal excess for the reward of a pot of gold. 

His mind raced and conjured up something: 'Hi mom, you asked me to bring home a striking Shelia. Well, here she is, a prostitute of the highest order who'll take on our entire neighborhood if she sees a buck in it for herself'. 

He felt his heart harden and told himself to exploit her and then walk away with some great carnal memories.

"Oh hi," Eddie said, not attempt to veil that his eyes were stripping her body.

Billie smiled warmly and asked had he enjoyed his day.

"Great thanks, action-plus."

"Oh?"

"Power tennis, got beaten but I came out tops in the pool."

"Good for you."

Eddie smiled at her mom. "Good evening Mae. You look supremely elegant."

"I push the image but know my entitlement to it is wafer thin."

He smiled and said that had been intelligently phrased but he had to disagree with her. "All of us ought to be judged on what we are now."

"And what are you Mr Lawson?"

The smile was full but Eddie suspected he'd just caught a brittle edge. He almost panicked but held firm. He had been cautioned to keep his identity and mission hidden and every precaution had been taken to preserve his anonymity and he'd done nothing to allow his guard to slip. Even the notes in his mission notebook from which he would compile his report were in his personalized form of shorthand and rich in Aussie vernacular in case they were viewed by prying eyes.

"May I fetch you ladies something from the bar?"

"Thank you," Billie said. "Megan is aware we have arrived, just ask her for our drinks and whatever you require." 

Eddie returned with three champagne cocktails to find other guests had surrounded Mae and her daughter. He was introduced to the other nine or ten people who were North Americans, a guy from New Zealand, a woman from Ireland and a couple from France and Germany. 

The four Europeans struggled with American humor and some expressions and Eddie cut in almost unnoticed with explanations in French or German. He was aware of Mae glancing at him shrewdly a couple of times. She said nothing to him but whispered to Billie when the conversation was away from them. What was that about? He felt tense as if the enjoyment of being on this mission was ebbing.

Just over an hour later Billie said to him, "I have prepared dinner. Would you care to join mom and me?"

Eddie accepted and thought the invitation was delivered without much enthusiasm. Perhaps she was jealous he'd been with Dimples. Well she had insisted they spend the day together and the inevitability of that was, er, inevitable, wasn't it? The truth was he didn't know what to think because he still had difficulty that such an attractive woman had taken so firmly to him during their first meeting of what – three minutes? 

Eddie shook his head and that seemed to clear it, he deciding his expectation had been too high and had been offset massively because he had so little to give. Billie had clung to him psychologically when she arrived because she was nervous about re-entering a brothel, this time perhaps for life, and he looked around her age, was clean-cut and didn't have the appearance of being only interested in fucking her to a standstill.

Yes, he rather liked that theory thought Eddie as Mae took his arm to escort him to dinner, saying Billie had slipped away earlier to make the final preparations. Ah, she wanted to show him her culinary skills?

"Billie began cooking for me from soon after she turned twelve and continued to do so whenever she returned home," Mae said with obvious delight. "I'm thrilled the tradition is to continue."

During the impressive four-course dinner Mae said four times they were her favorite dishes. So, thought Eddie, so much for the vain thought the cook was out to impress him.

"Do you really like my cookie Eddie or were your words of praise just the polite utterances of a guest?"

"You appear to be a great cook, almost as good as my mom?"

The women laughed and Billie agreed with her mother that was high praise indeed. She returned to the table with coffee. After light chat Eddie said he had something to tell them.

They looked at him curiously and their expressions remained unchanged when he said, "I am not what I seem." He then disclosed he was an executive with the Global Travel and Resort Standards Federation in Geneva and outlined the purpose of his mission.

"Our own control organization is spying on us," Billie said coldly. 

Mae smiled. "Eddie's only doing his job darling and full tariff was paid when his booking was made. We have nothing to hide Eddie, so you are welcome here. In fact have you any questions to ask?"

Eddie stood up and mumbled he better go.

"Sit down," Mae smiled. "Why did you decide to confess?"

"I found you guys to be hospitable and pleasant."

Billie said, "Well, we are in the hospitality business."

Scratching an ear Eddie said he believed Mae had done amazingly well in developing the resort and avoiding not losing control of such an outstanding development. "With that in mind I decided my heart was not in making a report that could unintentionally lead to my superiors putting the boot into you over anything I reported."

"So what do you propose doing now?"

"I ask that you not divulge any confidential information to me Mae and I'll minimize my snooping. Actually what I have seen and heard so far is nothing short of impressive."

"The prostitution focus has not upset you?"

"Not at all. This is a business operation and prostitution is a tradable service and is ideally packaged in this delightful environment. I have seen no evidence of the downside to prostitution here and although being no authority on brothels I would think the standards set here are unlikely to be surpassed anywhere on the globe."

"That's high praise."

"But well earned Billie. I would like to go to my room now."

"Don't you wish to stay? I am under the impression you were expecting a freebie?"

"Hoping but not expecting. Any expectation would be presumptuous."

Mae said, "You two continue your banter. I have some calls to make and bookings to check. Continue to enjoy your stay here Eddie and feel free to roam. If Billie is no longer interested in you I know our senior supervisor Dimples is or alternatively she will arrange for you to meet other hosting staff. It may interest you to know I was aware of who you worked for and brief personal details before you arrived. That is why I was not surprised to hear your speaking French and German earlier this evening. You graduated to join the Australian diplomacy corps but quit in less than a year because you found the service too regimented for your likening."

"That's amazing you are privy to such information."

"We check everyone before they arrive, Eddie. Anyone found to have a criminal record or a dubious past has his or her booking deposit refunded. Anyway enough of this. I must be off."

"I'm off too," he smiled. "Thank you for your hospitality ladies. I leave feeling like at heel."

"As well you might," Billie snapped.

Mae laughed and said he was only doing his job. "Billie, we joined the federation because it was a highly professional association bent on the cultivation of the highest standards before endorsing memberships and then insisting standards be maintained. How else can they audit performance without covert inspections? That is covered in the conditions of membership."

"That still doesn't mean I have to like it," Billie said sullenly. "I feel Eddie has let me down."

"Good night Billie, good night Mae," Eddie said, leaving the room without waiting to be shown out. He was seething. The uppity little bitch, where were her standards the whore!

Back in his room Eddie fumed but gradually cooled down. He knew he was adverse to criticism and that alone would mean he was being unfair in his thoughts about Billie. Finally he rooted the problem into focus: He was hurting because the gorgeous Billie was a prostitute and not the highly desirable classic girl next-door that he could take home to meet his mom and then marry. Yes, he was being hurtfully unfair. Billie would assume since his youth he'd been with a large number of women, some of whom could have been undeclared prostitutes socializing or had not disclosed they were married or in a close partnership with someone. 




A World-Class Brothel Pt. 01



Eddie is a bad boy, he sighed. The number of times women fucked and with whom was not the only way to rate a woman.

The pool was deserted, as Eddie had anticipated, it being only a little after 9:00 and most people would be in bars or at dinner prior to commencing their big night of resort fun. He stripped and stood on the edge of the pool slightly apologizing to Billie for being such a miserable asshole in his uncharitable and debasing thoughts about her.

"I'm an asshole," he yelled as he dove in and began peeling off a few lengths. There was a splash and a curvaceous white body trailing bubbles zoomed under him. He stopped and the woman popped up in front of him.

Dimples!

She swam up to him and they kissed.

"I can only stay a for a while because I'm on duty till 2:00."

"How did you know I was here?"

"I was in the control room when I saw you standing alone looking forlorn. I thought poor boy."

"Oh, security cameras?"

"Yes, the whole place is riddled with them out of necessity for the safety of everyone including the hosts. People here engage in passionate activity."

"All rooms are also under surveillance?"

"Yes, so be careful if you don't want us to observe you masturbating."

Now relaxed, Eddie laughed, "Has any one here with all this available companionship around ever masturbated within the confined of this resort?"

"I wouldn't think so," she laughed, reaching down to fondle him. "Oh dear, that's not a resort-ready cock."

"Sorry."

"Don't be sorry. Like to exercise it?"

Eddie nodded and Dimples walked them to the side of the pool where they pulled themselves out and went to a sunbathing bed in the darkest corner.

"I can't guarantee that Billie won't see us doing it if she checks her monitor."

Eddie stiffened at the speed of light.

"Good heavens where did that come from?" Dimples giggled, circling it with her hand.

Eddie fingered her wet and then lay on the narrow bed and she climbed over his lap to face him. He reached up and kneaded her breasts.

"Squeeze them really hard to get me going."

After she bent down to kiss him he asked her real name.

"Julia Peebles from Washington. I made a mistake by marrying a guy with a cruel streak that emerged during our honeymoon. I ran away from him three years ago. I came here as one of my girlfriends was working here trying to find a husband who shared her interests of water and bedroom sports."

She began to raise and lower herself slowly and as Eddie placed his hands under her butt to assist on the upstroke she said, "Claudia found a guy her last year and they now live on a beach in southern California and she'd pregnant and really enjoying life. But enough of that, give me your best shot Eddie. Do you think Billie is glued to her monitor?"

Eddie was surprised just how much that comment made him thicken and his blood roar in his ears. 

* * *

Before falling asleep Eddie wondered if he should take Dimples home to Australia with him but then thought he had no great desire to return home to settle within the next few years, if ever. He fell asleep just after visualizing a gaping pussy and wondered if it were the pussy of Dimples or Billie? It was just one of those inexplicable things that drift through one's mind, well at least his mind.

At 7:30 a light door knock had him tumbling out of bed and stuffing his rogue erection into his shorts.

The attractive petite young woman eyed his bulge before looking at him with her dark eyes. "Miss Mae invites you to join her for breakfast on the terrace of the VIP restaurant at 8:00 for a private conversation. Do I say you accept?"

"Yes of course. I would be delighted."

"Is there anything else I can help you with in the meantime? I am very flexible."

"No thank you," Eddie said politely and smiled.

"If you ever require me just call Hosting and ask for Carla."

"Carla, a pretty name. Thank you."

Eddie thought it was a magnificent venue for a vacation and the employees were among the best he'd come across but of course if they also hosted they had a big cash incentive to keep them at the top of their game. It was a shame it was such a single focus resort. Now, if it were his property... He sighed and wandered off to the bathroom thinking of Carla doing her best to delight him and thinking she'd be memorable because she had that calm, confident aura about her. Oh, becoming a connoisseur are we, he grinned. What the fuck did Mae want to discuss? His smile left him.

A sensational Afro-American at least six-two and with powerful shoulders holding up awesome breasts greeted him at the entrance to the VIP restaurant. She almost frightened him with her bubbling energy. She was not likely to receive a call from him. She smiled showing great dazzling teeth and said, "Good morning Mr Lawson. This way please." Obviously his name and photo ID had been sent to her screen at the reception desk with a message 'St Mae's guest' or whatever.

Mae was already seated under the large umbrella and to Eddie's surprise, stood, smiled and offered a cheek to be kissed. She was all class, confirmed when he said, "Good morning, your perfume is lovely." She held on to his arms and said, "What is it?" and without hesitation he replied, "Joy". She smiled and said good boy and letting go of him drew a forefinger down his cheek to finish under the front of his jaw and looked at him, quite affectionately he thought. 

"You are a class act Mae."

She just smiled.

The impressive giant brought him orange juice, no ice and topped with 30% of soda water and why not? He'd ordered it at breakfast the previous day and this was a classy joint.

"Orange topped with soda sir or would you prefer something else this morning?"

"No, this is fine, er..."

"Delilah."

"Thank you Delilah."

He watched her glide away. "God, aren't some people so well named?"

"It's her professional name Eddie," Mae said dryly. "I would recommend you don't fraternize with her unless you wish to wake in the morning feeling like a squeezed out orange."

"Dimples is okay for me but I much prefer..." He stopped and wasn't asked to continue, much to his relief. You asshole, he thought, what a thing to almost say to the girl's mother."

Mae ordered a lightly poached egg and two pieces of lightly toasted wholegrain bread and Eddie ordered 'Recovery Breakfast' and caught Mae's smile of approval.

"I imagine you are curious why you were invited to breakfast with me?"

"To apologize for your daughter's hostile behavior to me last night?"

Mae smiled and said, "Try again."

"You either want information from me or to put out a feeler?"

"Ah, very good. I was confident I knew my man. If there is any apology to make Billie will make it without any intervention by me."

"Well?"

"Oh, Mr Lawson. I rather like doing business with men with a touch of arrogance and toughness. They often prove trustworthy."

"Is that so. You can scarcely trust a spy."

"A reforming spy who can confess without being unduly disloyal to his superiors. I think that still justifies me inviting you to breakfast."

"And your reasons for doing that are?"

"Straight to the point. Very good. I thought about you a great deal last night and decided I should ask if you are at all interested in coming to work for me."

Eddie didn't bother to try to conceal his surprise because she was watching for his reaction like a hawk.

"You possess more on my background than you indicated late evening?"

"Yes, very astute. Your French-born father is a university associate professor in strategic planning and you added that qualification to your majors when studying at university. After leaving the Government service in Canberra after just under a year you entered the advertising industry where you were assigned to promote a new vacation resort in Northern Queensland which won an international award and you were in the team that went to Paris to present to the jury panel where you came to the attention of our Federation people from Geneva. Within six months you were in Geneva taking up your present position."

"Yes, that's it in a nutshell. But why this interest in me?"

"You are still making your way up the career ladder so still sit at a salary level I can afford. We recently won a national award for Resort of the Year/Client Satisfaction and because of that have been offered financial accommodation for up to $30 million by a leading financial institution looking for investment in tourism to keep its spread of portfolios balanced and we appear to be flavor of the moment. It is my considered opinion you would be a desirable person to lead the sophisticated development of this resort."

"Is that the only reason?"

"Since you ask, no. I see you as an admirable lover for my daughter."

Eddie tensed and said coldly, "Don't you think that's the private business of your daughter, if interested, and me?"

"You asked was there any other reason. Would you want me to lie to you and say no?"

Eddie flushed and told Mae he was sorry, he'd thrust her into an invidious position. "Anyway, Billie won't want to be within half a mile of me."

"Is that so? You have six days left here. I suggest it could be useful to find out how she thinks and whether she does like you or not and why. May we leave this topic?"

"Yes, of course."

They continued chatting for almost two hours, Eddie talking about his plans and aspirations under Mae's encouragement and Mae talking about the task she had in mind for him as director of development. She said under the requirement of the long-term investor, the company would restructure shortly to be headed by a board under her direction and Billie as managing director plus five other directors, two of who would be external appointments. They then talked more about development goals until she said, "Well, that will do for now. What is your gut feeling?"

"It's the challenge I thought would take me years to find. I'm interested, I'd say more than interested."

"Good, we have another working breakfast here at 8:00 tomorrow then?"

"Yes, and thank you."

Half an hour later Eddie was in the pool peeling off lengths and thinking. After showering he called Hosting and enquired about booking Billie French from 8:00 for dinner.

"I'm sorry Mr Lawson but Miss French is not available for such an appointment."

"May I speak to the supervisor please?"

"I am the supervisor."

"Then would you kindly forward my requested booking to Miss French."

"Certainly sir but I advise to expect a rejection."

Fifteen minutes later Eddie was advised the booking was confirmed. Miss French would be available through to 7:30 am if he wished. 

Eddie then put on a sunhat and booked a 4-wheel drive all-terrain vehicle to go into the desert. He was required to map where he intended going which was easy – no farther out than two miles in any direction. He was shown how to work the GPS (Global Positioning System) and the radio set he was handed. He said he would be away no longer than six hours and would have lunch in Pinchgut. At that he was instructed to radio his position every hour. "It's no picnic out there – the farther out you become the more desolate and harsh is the terrain."

"Understood," he told the female vehicle manager. "Although I'm a know-it-all Aussie I shall take care and report in as instructed."

"Very good sir. I have just received clearance from Miss French to allow you to go."

"Is that Billie or her mother?"

"St Mae sir."

Eddie completed his zigzagging scouting survey in four hours, the major findings being no evidence of surface water (the resort water supply came from deep groundwater pumping) and a surprising amount of vegetation including three groves of cottonwoods. Desert ironwoods, catclaw, saltbush and saguaro were very evident. He grinned imagining Mae tracking his progress and wondering what the hell was he doing or was he simply lost. The operator sounded relived when he called in after an hour and stated he was having a great time.

It was just on 3:00 when he drove in to Pinchgut and had a look around and decided to have lunch at a café. He was the only patron and that was not surprising at that time of day. He radioed in his position and then ordered, chatting to the woman Dolores Cruz who said she was the owner.

"I see you are driving one of St Mae's vehicle. You must be a VIP?"

"Yes and no."

"You need to explain that," she said. "Your accent suggests..."

"I have an accent?"

"Most of us do but you are not American."

"True. I meant yes it is a Cloudless Resort vehicle and no I don't consider myself a VIP."

"But you must be otherwise you would have been assigned a driver."

"Could I have a white wine and would you care to join me?"

"Thank you. Maria, quality white wine and then a steak sandwich for this gentleman please."

It was a fortunate meeting because Eddie was interested to learn that Dolores was the first hostess to be engaged by St Mae in the early 1970s. She appeared to be in her early fifties and said she was recruited along with three other village women to 'entertain' the first construction workers. "I stayed on as principal hosting supervisor and retired in 1987," she said proudly. "St Mae and I remain the best of friends. We go away on short vacations together."

A very pretty young woman entered and looked at Eddie quite taken aback.

"Momma," she murmured and walked into the kitchen, Dolores excusing herself to follow her out. She returned and said, "My daughter Maya is a hostess at the resort. She recognizes you as a very important VIP and said you are familiar with Billie who's only just returned home and you have a friend in Dimples and that you have meals with Billie and St Mae."

"Yes, that is accurate."

"So you are a VIP?"

"Just a guest on vacation. I think Billie as she arrived saw me as a friendly face if you know that I mean."

"That you weren't about to leap at her, wanting a piece of her. She is very beautiful and so very much a woman."

"Yes, being a former hostess I thought you would know what I meant." 

She tried another approach. "But this doesn't explain St Mae's interest in you except are you some kind of inspector?"

"Dolores, please. All these questions. If you wish to know what Mae thinks ask her, not me."

As Eddie was returning the ATV Mae came up and said, "You can't go out into the desert on what appears to be a prospecting trip without raising interest and even alarm. And how on earth did you manage to find Dolores of all people in the town, being the only person you spoke to? She's called and quizzed me about you and all I said was I may have something to tell her when I go to her café on Sunday night for dinner. She's asked me to bring you and Billie."

"I'll go if you want me to go. She'll want to see Billie."

"Billie has been to see her twice already. Dolores is Billie's godmother."

"Small world isn't it?"

"It is out here," Mae said dryly. "Thank you for keeping our preliminary discussions confidential. Dolores is capable to squeezing water out of stone."

"My pleasure Mae. I only had to bite my tongue and the rest was easy."

Mae said quietly, "Oh, by the way. Why did you attempt to book Billie this evening instead of calling her direct? The poor girl was so indignant she was looking to throttle you."

"Oh sorry, did I do the wrong thing?"

"She settled and actually laughed when I was calming her and said you were only attempting to get your own back. I have to say you rather impressed her because she's so use to males groveling for favors."

"Put her into harness and crack the whip Mae. If she's kept busy she won't have time for such fancy thinking and over-indulging in herself."

Mae clicked her tongue and grinned. "Tread carefully young man."

Billie called at 7:55. "I'm ready. Are you able to assist and say how long you require me to be in your company so I can log in?"

"Are we friendly again?"

"Of course."

"Then may I say dawn?"

"Of course."

Eddie said cheerfully, "I'm leaving for the VIP restaurant bar now. Please dress down and minimize make-up."

"Why?"

"I wish to hang-out with a lady who's incognito."

"A lady? My impression was you had dismissed me as nothing but a whore."

"It takes one to recognize one."

"Huh. Does that mean what I think it means?"

"I would think so. There's no hidden message."

Billie laughed and said he could be so funny at times. "Look, if you are keen to sleep with me we can sleep in my new apartment. I shifted into it this afternoon."

"Sounds great. I can forgo the sex if the thought of coupling with me gives you a problem."

"As I said, funny boy. I'll be a few minutes scraping off this paint, undoing my hair and changing."

"Don't bother then."

She laughed and said it was too late. She would present how he'd wanted her to appear.

TO BE CONTINUED



A World-Class Brothel Pt. 02



CHAPTER 3

Eddie sat at a window and the waitress came over with champagne cocktails. Billie arrived dressed just like him and most other people, a polo shirt hanging over tailored shorts and expensive scuffs. He stood and she came right up to him and kissed him full on the lips, taking her time about disengaging.

"What am I wearing?"

"A yellow thong."

"You idiot," she giggled. "I meant what perfume?"

"Coco Mademoiselle by Chanel."

"Mom said you recognized hers. You have an educated nose."

"My mom taught me to take an interest in women."

She smiled and sipped her drink and said she understood he had breakfast with her mom. "Who set that up?"

Eddie made a point of shifting uneasily in his chair.

"Oh, so if I wish to know I should ask mom?"

"I would be delighted if you sought any explanation from her."

"I see. It's obviously some sort of business discussion. I'll ask her in due course. It can't be very important otherwise she would have told me."

He sipped his drink so she shrugged and asked him what were his impressions of the resort. That conversation lasted until they went to dinner.

In Billie's compact but beautifully fitted out bedroom as Eddie began undoing the buttons of Billie's shirt, she asked, "Will you be tight-lipped about this encounter?"

"Yes. Want me to look for hidden cameras?"

"No, they are installed for security purposes. One has to learn to trust those who are charged with monitoring the surveillance."

"So we don't do it with the lights on?"

"Not unless we are voyeurs."

"Are you?"

"I expect you want to know the truth. I tend to become lax when loose on alcohol."

"I would tend to think I am that way myself but not having knowingly being under the camera spotlight when having sex until arriving here I am not in the position to answer. I would rather like to gloat over your body but would have to have the light on for that."

"Yes of course and I guess you have something worth examining."

"Can you hand me a pair of red silk panties?"

"Oh, a collector are we or require a silky start-up?"

"No but I think I can work something. Get the panties."

"Yes sir."

While she dug into a drawer Eddie put the bedside lamp on to the floor and returned from the kitchen and replaced the lamp bulb with the lower-powered bulb from the pantry. 

"Put off the main light," he called.

"Ah," said she, "That's a much reduced level of light."

Give me the panties and three hair clips. He attached the clips over the top edge of the lampshade nearest the bed and draped the panties over the top of the shade, anchoring three-quarters the way round with the clips. "That allows bulb-heated air to escape at the top facing the bed."

"That's brilliant. The camera will have difficulty imaging the low level of light, being red light."

"Exactly, so the person monitoring the screen for this room will not have much of a view of the boss being fucked."

"Don't you mean the guest being fucked?"

"Have a look at the tape or DVD tomorrow and tell me who fucked who," Eddie said, sending the boss into the giggles. They shed each other's clothes and slammed into a big grind and kisses. 

Eddie's heart was singing to him. He wasn't thinking he was with a prostitute. The mind was in a whirl but as his pulse rate rose as their nude bodies met and melted into each other he felt an excitement, of being there and hotly wishing to enjoin with this woman. It felt so right for him and there seemed nothing mechanical or distant about her. Desperately he wanted her to touch his erection but her arms remained about him, stroking his back and hugging him even tighter as they kissed. Who said she was a prostitute?"

* * *

For several days Billie have felt a little odd, as if her body and mind had been a little askew, not quite in synch. She knew it was nothing to do with men, one man in particular. Her mother had long taught her about males who ranged from being good to those who radiated evil and could prove fatal to females or at the very least harm then in an ugly manner. It had confused her when she began to understand these things her mother was saying and her understanding grew, as a developing girl when she saw some of the women who worked for her mom would be so happy in the company of men and become so unhappy when the guys left the resort. But other men would appear at the side of those women and they would be happy again or perhaps not so happy.

Billie always had a nanny with her and there were areas where she could not go. Her nanny would be alarmed if a male ever approached them and males who worked for her mother called Guardians, now called Security, would come running when the nanny blew a whistle. She also saw women with bruises, broken limbs and even carried out on stretchers. Her mom called it 'the ugly side to Eden'.

Gradually her favorite person at the oasis next to her mom, Aunt Dolores, helped Billie understand so much more and she learned even more playing with Aunt Dolores' three children, especially the oldest Maya as they were the same age, their birthdays only six weeks apart. For a long time Maya became her favorite person but when Billie went off to boarding school they began drifting apart and Aunt Dolores resumed the role of best friend. 

It was Maya and Luis the older of her two brothers who taught Billie Spanish. She had no idea they were teaching her and nor did they because as younger brother Diego would later say, "You just wanted to be like us." 

Billie never spoke Spanish at home and Mae only discovered that she was fluently bi-lingual the first time she went to dinner at the home of Dolores, taking Billie to Maya's 10th birthday family dinner. Everyone spoke English at first but as the wine flowed for the parents and the excitement level of the children grew that changed. Shut out of the conversation Mae was astonished when Dolores, leaving the table for more food, called her goddaughter over: "Billie, sit over here please until I return and translate for your mother." 

Stimulated by that finding, Mae learnt Spanish and at her next re-election as Mayor her mother proudly gave her acceptance speech to citizens in both English and Spanish and respect for Mae in the small town extended.

A few days ago when Billie arrived back at Cloudless Resort to stay and take over as chief executive, she heard a male voice before she saw Eddie Lawson who'd walked up behind her and was talking with some familiarity to her mom. Billie was in turmoil, knowing her mom wanted her back home to 'assume her rightful heritage' but Billie had been so happy living almost 500 miles to the east that she was unsure whether this was what she wanted. In her mind she likened the prospect as being somewhat like Lieutenant Governor in a penitentiary, locked in for life.

She turned and the sight of Eddie, tall and wide shouldered with unruly hair, very light blue eyes and a tanned wide face, made her almost gasp. For the first time on her home patch she was looking at a man who really appealed to her. Even his odd accent was acceptable. Oh please you handsome man, don't be married! Her feelings remained concealed and she smiled as she shook hands with the stranger whom she noticed, with a light flush and swelling around her heart, was openly 'devouring' her. Even when he made the stupid comment, 'Wow, how much do you charge baby?' she didn't erupt. No she gave him 'the fingers' and had to smother a giggle.

The thought of Eddie being in the arms of Dimples had lowered her mood but that still stopped short of jealously because she knew she could have replaced Dimples with herself at the click of fingers. Except.

Yes, except -- except did he want her over Dimples? She stepped back from going between those two not wishing to be humiliated by him expressing a preference for the more voluptuous woman. Oh dear, where was her courage, her belief in herself? She'd tried to kid herself she wouldn't place herself in a position of embarrassment in challenging for a guy with her within hours of taking up the role of chief executive. Liar.

Yes thought Billie, she was lying. She was afraid of rejection and the safe way was to hope he'd take the initiative. Well, he did that but he did so in an appalling manner, attempting to book her through the hosting system like a common prostitute.

"Well, darling, what are you away from the glitz and protection of mommy?" 

She cringed saying that aloud and had thought it was a relief that he would not have learned about her and the ten guys and two women from her former university and their two days of orgy with darling sweet Billie being the centerpiece. Oh, the shame!

But tomorrow was always another day and if Eddie left before going sweet on her someone else would come along. Life goes on.

As Eddie turned to take the silk panties from her, Billie caught the outline of the bulge of a half-erect cock. She almost groaned in delight: he was stacked! Further, in being an Australian he'd know how to use it. She was not far from panting. Clothing fell from them and they slapped together and as warm flesh squeezed against warm flesh and she felt his cock hardening and visualized it dripping in preparation she felt a deep hunger that had her quite lightheaded. She had to struggle to prevent her hips from thrusting against him pre-sex in case he thought a lady should not be so proactive.

A lady, ha!

Restraint, remember restraint, Billie urged herself, thinking the sweet guy may never have had a souped-up female fucker unleash on to him. If he had and would disclose he rather welcomed it, then she could run rings around his cock and balls some other time. Now it was important for him to act like the boss and extract from her what he wanted in the way he wanted, just as her mother and Aunt Dolores would know how to deal with a man.

She and Eddie were now kissing, the heat between them rising. His hand reached down between their bellies and as their tongues touched she felt his finger enter her and she widened the gap between her thighs to facilitate entry of as many fingers of that hand he wished to add to his exploration and stimulation.

Billie stirred at dawn and became aware of a fat cock slipping into to her. She groaned and wriggled anticipating some hot action but it was very different to last night, missionary position, and within five minutes he grunted and that was it.

He asked, "Are you finished or want me to do something?"

"Don't bother," she snapped and rolled over and fumed. She heard him shower and dress and take down the temporary light shade and the lamp place the lamp back on her bedside table.

"I'll be off," Eddie said. "I have to shave and go for a workout before showering again and meeting your mom for breakfast."

"More of the same I suppose," she said and sighed when he grunted perhaps one could say that. What on earth did that mean? 

She murmured, trying to kept bitchiness out of her voice, "You could have had a great workout with me last night?"

"Oh, disappointed you did I? I aimed to be cautious and pleasant and get to know your body slowly. I figured you may not have wanted me to show off but then again I also thought you would have so much to teach me."

Ohmigod, he wasn't incompetent, he'd been trying to be laid back, taking it slowly. Oh the darling, he wanted to show her he could seduce her without regard to her expertise, he assuming she had some professional skills. Oh wasn't he so sweet.

Then he said, "It's almost 7:00. Isn't this your first big day on the job? You are now CEO"

"Oh God, oh God," she cried in panic, flying out of bed to the bathroom.

Just after 8:00 Billie came out on to the terrace, dressed in black with her hair piled high. She kissed her mom and then Eddie. Mother and daughter had a brief chat, ending with Mae wishing her well on her first day at the helm. As Mae and Eddie watched Billie go inside and join the financial controller, operations manager and Dimples the Hosting chief supervisor for breakfast, Mae said, "The fact that she didn't actually greet you and kissed you well suggests you two were together last night."

"That's very astute of you Mae."

"I guess that is a satisfactory answer to my question," she smiled. "I gather that extended jaunt of yours into the wilderness was nothing less than a thorough inspection with developments in mind?"

"Yes, so how much of the desert land beyond the developed perimeter do you own?"

"Eight hundred acres, some of which was marked for a golf course but that appeared fraught with too many difficulties."

"Drought-resistant grasses have come a long way in recent years and I was thinking permission to develop a nine-hole course could win conservation habitat approval if we surveyed for water and found sufficient supply to construct three of four natural habitat small lakes to encourage communities of bird and animal wildlife."

"If we surveyed... so you want to come to work for me?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"It presents a challenge, providing me with a short-cut to my goal to head a major project but also because I am becoming keen about your daughter."

"Other men have tried and failed."

"There are still the other challenges."

"She'd be your boss, not good if she ejects you from her bed."

"That would be a real challenge, wouldn't it? To walk away would be to acknowledge defeat."

"Very well. I will take the risk and employ you without assessing your suitability or enquiring about your competency. The fact you have already shared my daughter's bed in her own private domain tells my a great deal. Give me evidence of your current salary and I'll lift that by 30% and will expect you to earn that or else you are out of here. From the day you start here you will have sixty days to give me a comprehensive development plan for this entire resort, it's bedroom hosting function remaining it's prime focus but I want guests to stay here longer and spend more at our resort. What is your comment to that?"

"I accept and my only condition is that I be treated professionally by both you and your daughter at all times."

"You shall be and your title will be director of development and in time you may be promoted to deputy managing director. But let's not rush into everything in one move. Now start talking to me about what you'd like to know for your report and go back to Geneva and resign. Negotiate to secure early departure termination and I'll consider meeting that penalty payment in full."

As they stood to leave the table, Mae said, "Come to dinner in my apartment at 8:00. Billie will be there and I'll announce you are joining us. Be prepared for hostility."

"Hostility? I believe she likes me."

"My daughter doesn't sit quietly when she perceives someone is a threat to her or even if they appear as a complication to her."

"I see, that what do you suggest I do?"

"Protect your balls and eyes."

CHAPTER 4

Five weeks later Eddie was aboard an aircraft that landed at Foxton Flats Jet Airport. He'd only been required to work out one month of the three months' notice stipulated under his contract, so he assumed that latitude was allowed because his report on resort hosting had far exceeded the expectations of his superiors, being way ahead of the other reports filed. Mae's attorneys had succeeded in winning approval for him for permanent residency with no doubt some weight given to the question of what other investment development manager of Mr Edward Lawson's standing would be prepared to reside in a desert to fulfill his role?

Mae's resort limo had driven up as his aircraft arrived. She hurried into the heat from the air-conditioned vehicle to excitedly greet Eddie and kissed him and hugged him like any prospective mother would, although there was a fat chance of anything permanent happening between Eddie and Billie. That is, not after Billie's almost insane outburst on the evening she learned that he'd be returning to take up a senior role and a seat on the board about to be formed. 

Billie had yelled, screamed and swore and finally charged at Eddie with a solid metal candlestick before being calmly foot-tripped by her mom. The near-hysterical Billie slammed into the solid wood sideboard, knocking herself out and spent thirty hours in Foxton Flats hospital under observation for concussion before signing herself out. She hadn't said goodbye when he left and now for his return had that morning departed on a three-day visit to her best friend from university days.

Senior staff gathered at the entrance for Eddie's arrival. He knew most of them informally but this time the introductions were formal and over coffee Mae explained Eddie's role in detail, putting everything together they had agreed to initially and then in exchange of emails. Everyone appeared excited, including Acacia Rogan, also known as Dimples, who'd bust-charged and kissed him passionately as Mae unnecessarily attempted the formal introduction.

"The ultimate budget for development is $58 million with the aim of doubling our bottom line," Mae said, but the faces of her personnel fell when she said the biggest ticket item would be a golf course.

Asked to say a few words Eddie said he was delighted to be returning because he'd found he'd fitted in well, the staff throughout the facility were top-class and even without the sex he still found the lifestyle unparalleled. "A resort oasis it is but it's also an oasis in midlife careers for those of us employed here," he said, amid applause. He said he'd observed disappointment on faces when personnel learned that the target of up to $58 million extended investment would include a golf course. 

"Don't think Pine Valley or August National," he said. "Think more of a very low maintenance, environmental harmonious natural-looking links type course of hardy grasses and naturally undulating terrain and being half-size at nine-holes. If we attempted to construct anything more than that attempts to build it would be overturned by the desert conservation and protection authorities."

Mae smiled in approval when Eddie added, "We will provide other activities, competitive and passive, that will have male and female participants returning to base highly charged and ready for sex before a rest and a meal and then indulging in the activities for which this resort is renowned. It is likely another two or three different theme sex party facilities will be considered. At the same time accommodation units will be increased, possibly to 500. Within two months the board will have my report to study."

Mae took Eddie to a VIP suite where he'd live, the difference being it was three times the size of the standard accommodation unit, still only one bedroom but with a lounge with views out into the desert. His corner room also looked out to the pool.

"You've had a month to think and obviously ideas are already percolating to the top," she said.

"Indeed and I feel new accommodation units should mirror existing ones to avoid introducing a class system. What I like is the way the present system is so integrated with everyone being treated well and equally apart from the separated VIP system."

Mae said his thinking was in tune with hers. She'd received an appraisal report from two consultants she engaged after he'd returned to Geneva. "It basically recommends what you have just said and they, you and I have independently looked at expanding accommodation towards that 500 mark."

"I understand anything beyond that becomes difficult to manage as an integrated unit."

"Yes, it's apparently the difference between a village and a town. The larger you go the more top-heavy and complex administration becomes. Well, welcome and if you remain interested just give Billie time to adjust. I believe she thinks you are the enemy, believing I am placing you in this position to ultimately take her position from her."




A World-Class Brothel Pt. 02



"But you wouldn't do that, not to your own daughter?"

Mae looked away.

"Mae, for fuck sake. She's your daughter."

"I must do whatever is necessary."

Eddie looked at her darkly. "Then I'll push her to ensure she succeeds."

Mae smiled at him affectionately. "I was hoping you'd come to that decision darling. I'm just surprised you reached it so quickly."

Eddie scowled, "You did warn me how she could react when threatened. With a tough-ass mother like you I don't blame her."

"That's the spirit Eddie, now who would you like to live in this suite and to act as your personal assistant? You are free to change girls whenever you wish. If you like we'll review the day shift and night shift tomorrow, or on video if you prefer. Or should it be Dimples?"

"Dimples, every night?" Eddie said, losing some color.

"Very wise, she is a bit of a power house which is why the robust guys who return rebook her. Well, let's look for your companion tomorrow."

"Wait, I have a face and figure... can't remember her name. Dolores' daughter."

"Maya Cruz?"

"Yes."

"Oh Eddie. She's Billie's closest friend."

"Which is probably the reason why I like her rather than why I want her."

"I advise you against this Eddie."

"Why, I'm not worried? Billie has more or less rejected me as a favored person and that leaves me free to choose my next partner. She acted against me in a fit of personal desperation connected with insecurity. I reckon you'll find she'll simply accept Maya's association with me, ignore me and carry on her relationship with Maya as if I did not exist. Blood is thicker than water, as they say."

"But they are not blood related."

"I know, but they live and act as they were."

"Yes. Oh Eddie, this is unusual for me, I don't know what to do."

"How advanced educationally is Maya?"

"She completed high school and her mother insisted she go to college but she refused. However she did a two-year on-line course in elementary business administration."

"Then that's good enough for me. Please offer her the job as my PA and advise her I have no problem if she wishes to continue working in Hosting from 3:00 in the afternoon. I'll not require her to sleep with me but in time perhaps she'll ignore the absence of an invitation."

"Do I tell her that last bit?"

"No, of course not."

"Very well, I find that acceptable. I won't force her to work with you."

"I wouldn't expect that but please tell her of your concerns about possible reaction from your daughter, with whom I am out of favor big time. If she doesn't want to come to work with me then assign someone else. I'll need another desk in here over in that corner. I mean please Mae."

"Certainly sir."

"Mae, I really did mean it as a request and I did manage to tack on please."

"Don't grovel Eddie. I prefer you with a bit of bite and so will my daughter when she comes to her senses. Silly bitch."

"That's no way to talk about your daughter."

Mae laughed and said sorry sir. When Mae was leaving Eddie bounded over and holding her shoulders kissed her on both cheeks, European style.

"What was that for," she said, coloring slightly, holding the last cheek that was kissed.

"For having faith in me," he said. "Tell me Mae, in some respects am I the son you never had?"

Mae turned white and pulled away, and walking away snapped, "Damn you Eddie. You know too fucking much."

Eddie stood frozen, mouth open in surprise at the reaction his quip had invoked.

* * *

Maya sat, back straight, sipping coffee while listening to her mother's best friend and the woman she admired deeply.

When Mae finished Maya said she would do anything Mae asked, so she would be Mr Lawson's assistant.

"No dear, you don't understand. I have told you the position is open to you and have said your acceptance could make Billie angry. I want you to decide yourself, without any feeling of pressure from me, whether you wish to take the position or not. It doesn't make any difference to me as I shall simply relay your decision."

"Does it mean I must sleep with him if I accept?"

"Not at all. In fact it was made clear to me that it was not a requirement and as I told you he said you would be free to carrying out assignments via Hosting from mid-afternoon if that was you wish."

"Doesn't he desire me?"

"If you are interested in the answer I would suggest you ask him at an appropriate time."

"Then I accept his offer and please convey to him I am not available to him sexually unless I decide otherwise."

"I shall convey your acceptance Maya and nothing else as nothing else is part of the position he is offering." 

They sat and chatted briefly about other things and as Maya rose to go she said, "Aunt Mae, do you think he desires me?"

"I would think so."

Maya smiled and said she thought so too because she had seen him look at her on both occasions they had met. "It also answers my question, why me?"

"Exactly," Mae smiled. "Men do find it difficult to hide the desire in their eyes when they are interested."

They laughed, kissed and Maya departed.

Maya arrived home at 6:30 when her client had finished with her to find her mom very keen to talk.

"Mr Lawson called and we had a long chat. I didn't know he was back. He's such a lovely man compared with some of the scum attracted to the resort."

"Scummy men pay the biggest tips and often have the biggest tips," Maya said and they both laughed and that make it difficult for Dolores attempting to lecture her daughter not to be so disgusting.

"What did Mr Lawson want?"

Dolores said, "He's invited you to breakfast with him on the terrace of the VIP restaurant in the morning at 8:30."

She was astonished to learn that Maya had accepted an offer to work for him, what it involved and that it had no connection with sex.

"Well I never, he sees merit in you."

"He knows me slightly having met me here briefly and I said goodbye to him on the day he left. Mae must have told him that I had some knowledge in business administration and did your accounts."

Maya then told her mom about how Mr Lawson's appointment had enraged Billie and she took to him.

"So it wasn't an accidental trip that sent her to hospital for almost two days. He hit her?"

"No, don't say that. Aunt Mae spread the lie to protect Billie. Billie took to Mr Lawson screaming with a heavy candlestick and Aunt Mae foot tripped her and she fell, hitting her head on the carved dinning room sideboard."

"Well I never. Women are such liars."

"Do you think I've done the right thing in accepting the role?"

"Yes of course."

"I mean do you think Billie will take it out on me, even reject me."

Mae said of course not, that Billie was not that petty and she and Maya were dear friends. "I would advise you don't allow him to ball you within Billie's sight or hearing until she gets used to the idea."

"Mom, I have made it quite clear I accept but sex is not part of the package."

"You fool, he would be among the pick of the crop. You like sex."

"I do, but social sex is different to work sex. He'll only get to fuck me if I choose to allow him."

"Well, come to dinner. Thank goodness you left that option open. I don't mind saying I could go a few rounds with him myself."

"Mom!"

* * *

Maya chose her prettiest underwear to go under her dress that was short enough for her to reveal a good eyeful of either her bra or panties if she chose to do so. She was interested to find out just how interested Mr Lawson was in her. She couldn't help herself when she arrived at the breakfast table and he stood, greeted her warmly and made no effort to move in to kiss her. He appeared surprised when she said, "You may kiss me if you wish, as that's not having sex." But he was nowhere as surprised as she was, unable to believe she'd just said that.

She later attempted to encourage him to find her less attractive by saying her mother was half Spanish and half white American and her father was half Italian and half white American. It completely backfired. He grinned and said his father was half Scottish and half white Australian and his mother was half white Australian and half Italian. "The Spanish and Italian mixing with the non-Latin European bloodlines explains why you are so beautiful." 

She was so thrown by his unexpected comment she almost removed the top off her finger cutting a fresh peach.

"Wow, your fingernail just deflected that knife blade to avoid a nasty cut. Here let me slice the peach for you."

"It was so embarrassing," she told her mom that evening. "He sliced the peach and then fed each slice on the blade directly to my mouth. I was ready to crawl under a rock."

"But you didn't?"

"No, and as you said last night he's a lovely man. His smile is warm and he looks after himself well, his facial skin is almost as good as mine and his eye contact is not confused and lingers without the slightest evidence of lust or threat. He was just like a big brother."

"I would think what he wants to do to you darling is something a lovely brother does not normally aspire to do to his sister."

"Mom!"

They laughed and in moving off to join the family Maya confessed, "It's not half what I want to do to him."

They cackled about that and refused to tell the others what was the joke other that it was something one didn't discuss over the table when having dinner.

After eating and the rest of the family dispersed, Maya outlined elements of her work as Mr Lawson had explained to her over a long breakfast.

"So that's why he's been lured back, it's not for Billie's benefit at all?"

"What do you mean mom?"

"For almost three years Mae has been dreaming her big dream about undertaking a major expansion and then along came Eddie with his big array of ideas, filling the gap that so far she'd not found the person to launch herself with into a multi-million-dollar development scheme."

"There are plenty of people around who could do that, real experts. He's only just turned twenty-six mom."

"I know, he's young and he's relatively inexperienced but he has the ideas, indicates he has the passion and equally important he is someone Mae feels she can trust, and there aren't many people she knows in that category."

"Of course, that's it. He has the ideas and the courage of youth to match up with her experience and money vault. It's her big swan song to endow Billie." 

"Very astute darling. Mae also has picked him for Billie's husband, someone who is strong enough to keep Billie on track."

"You believe that?"

"Yes I do. The stresses and strains of the project will throw those two together more than it bursts them apart. Mark my words. So don't hang about playing coy for too long if you want bedroom action with him. I can tell you he's in a trap to be sprung and the outcome is already known by Mae and now also by you and me. No matter how expertly you wriggle your ass under and over him darling he's Billie's trophy and there's nothing you can do to prevent that happening.

"But why Billie and not me?"

"Because Mae saw him first and set out to nail him once she was satisfied he has what it takes."

Tears forming, Maya asked, "Why did you have to spoil my romance with him. Why didn't you allow me to find out?"

Dolores found a stray tear to wipe away. "Because I love you darling. I much rather see you miffed now that to be really hurt much later."

Crying now Maya said, "Then he's lost to me."

"Not altogether darling. My thinking is Billie will always remain your close friend and you'll emerge as his friend and Billie won't resent that."

"I (sob) don't know (sob) what to think."

There was only one answer and Dolores delivered it: "Then do nothing until you know what you think darling."

* * *

Maya called "Come in" in answer to a knock, and Billie swept in, smiling a little grimly.

"Mom told me you are working in here as his personal assistant. Are you fucking him?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because he hasn't suggested it."

Billie's mouth fell and she sucked in air and went to Maya and hugged her. "I'm sorry. I can be such a bitch at times."

"I'll make no attempt to lure him from you Billie."

Billie laughed and said cheerfully, "If you want him, you have him darling. I had the one so-so night with him and that's me finished. I don't want him here but mom was unyielding and said either I learned to work with him or she'll leave me out of the equation and that would make me a one-legged CEO. I've decided to cooperate because he won't be here forever."

"I'll fit in with whatever you want Billie. But if you say he'd for the taking I could be interested. Okay?"

"Okay indeed. I'll look around in time but at present I'm out of it. Remember if you see me around him it will be business or just relaxing with a guy I have to work with. Want to go to a movie over at Foxton Flats and late dinner Saturday?"

"Sure, I'd like that."

"I'll be in touch. Look after him or mommy will want to know about it."

Eddie entered the apartment fifteen minutes later and closing the door turned and said, "Billie has been here."

"Yes."

"I recognize the perfume."

"She wants me to go to the movies with her Saturday night and then a meal."

"Aren't you working nights?"

"No."

"May I ask why not?"

Maya played with her necklace and looked a little uncomfortable. "I've advised Dimples I'm not available as a host while I'm working for you."

"That wasn't necessary. If you are available I'll only work you harder."

"Good. May we talk about my duties now?"

"Sure, I was intending to brief you fully but first I want to be fully briefed about this operation. Grab your hat and sunglasses and we'll go."

As Maya went to grab their hats he took a call. They were walking down the stairs to ground level when Eddie said, "That was your mother inviting me for dinner tomorrow."

Maya flushed and said she could strangle her mother.

"Why?"

"She's embarrassing me, she knows you are my boss."

"As a matter of fact she's pleased I'm back and I said why not come across for a drink but she said since I cancelled out the last time she invited me to dinner why don't we have the drink at her home followed by dinner tomorrow and I accepted. What is wrong about that? She actually likes me as a guy although I don't believe she has designs on me."

"What my mother? Are you kidding? She's old enough to be your mother. I should be the one... Oh God," Maya said, slamming a hand over her mouth. "What am I saying?"

"I guess that you want to sleep with me but perhaps are too embarrassed to discuss it because you have no intention of charging me."

"Who told you that?"

"I am quite capable of figuring out some things for myself, even when it involves a female. For your information my salary package includes four free hosts a month and a 60% discount on any excess of that number in that month. It may also interest you to know I have decided I would much prefer having you as a gift and not as a host simply because it's the type of relationship I've decided that would sit better with me and rarely have I paid for sex and then only indirectly. If that's not what suits you then it's too bad for me. I would only continue to wonder what it would be like being with you."

"Continue?"

"Yes, since that early afternoon I first saw you in your mother's house. You are a fine looking young woman Maya and you rather excite me just looking at you."

Maya appeared to be almost panting. "You are my boss, so should you be talking like this to me?"

"This whole resort is built around fucking Maya apart from those who have retired or semi-retired from such activity. I know that, you know that. So there we are, we are in open dialogue about it."

"You're rushing me."

"There's no rush. Take you time, make your decision and act when you are ready."

"Promise me you won't say a word about this to my mother?"

"I promise," Eddie said, waving out to Dimples arm-in-arm with a short fat guy. "If she hasn't already done so, your mother will be advising you to snaffle me as soon as you can before Billie resumes her interest in me."

"Why do you think my mom would say that?"

"I believe all mothers want what's best for their daughters. I certainly think your mom is smart enough to know that Mae wants to stitch me up with Billie if the spoilt brat deems to dismount from her high horse."

"Don't you like mothers?"

"Of course I do. They're usually fabulous people and I have one myself. My mom is a tough cookie and ran a catering kitchen of up to eighty women for years for my father so is an expert on women and over the table at nights I'd hear all about her female workforce, the problems she faced and the solutions she worked out for herself. I learned a great deal about women from my mom or mum as we call them in Australia."

"She sounds a character. My mom would probably like her."

"I would think so too. Your mom has invited me to dinner tomorrow for some reason and my guess it's not about you."

"What is it then?"

"Maya, I said I know a lot about women. I didn't say I know everything about them."

"Thank god for that."

They laughed and for a moment something flashed between them and then it was back to business.

During gaps between inspections of facilities Maya told Eddie about fees. He knew about that of course and it had been in his report he'd filed to his employer in Geneva. The minimum booking with a hostess was one hour for $500 but most guests took the four-hour special for $1500 or the 7:00 to 7:00 special of either all day or all night for $2800. A very popular option for a male and female couple who were guests was to secure either a male or a female host for twenty-four hours for $2800 including meals delivered, a modest complimentary bar and three changes of bed linen as required.

The medical center was open around the clock with a minimum of one security guard and one qualified nurse on duty and Eddie had already met the resident doctor. He was most intrigued with the sex party facility although it was not in use. Guests paid $350 each to enter from 9 p.m. and were welcome to stay until closing time at 2 a.m. The building was round with a wide pit at the center. Guests had the choice of sitting and imbibing and just watching or choosing when to go into the pit to find someone or others to team up with. Most participants were guests although some guests did pay for a host to accompany them.

"The later the hour the more action-packed it becomes," Maya laughed. "I've only watched it on in-room TV on channel 16. You are billed $100 after a three-minute test view but for the one hundred bucks you can watch until the center closes. It's disgusting really but the best part is watching people faking orgasms. Some of them look so comical. We have security guys wearing protective clothing and carrying rubber batons and handcuffs. They look very burly so a single warning to behave is enough for most people and no one minds those raving on drugs or excessive alcohol being marched off because they can become such a nuisance."

They looked across to the BDSM Room. "Do you want to go in? It tends to look more ghastly than it is? At this time of day there will be more genteel people there, such as wives for the first time in their marriage using a strap-on on their husband."

"Er, just give me an idea of what goes on and the charges."

* * * 

After lunch Eddie briefed Maya about the development proposals he had in mind.

"Mom and dad will be interested to hear about this."

"Good, I repeat this briefing tomorrow and hearing it again will benefit your memory retention. I've only given you main points. Your job will be hunt out resources and assist to get everything on to the computer. We'll need aerial photographs, ground photographs and then we will call in survey people to check boundaries."




A World-Class Brothel Pt. 02



"Oh, I might not be there tomorrow. I was thinking of going out with my brothers as they eat out on Wednesdays, the junk food mom will never cook for them."

Eddie winced as he almost joked, what and teach them about whoring with waitresses? That might be a joke to him and the brothers who were a little unruly. But to women, oh no. He'd been so careful so far but a slip always threatened because he had a quick mouth about that sort of thing. In the main Aussie females of similar age generally regarded it as part of culture er, sub-culture. But used in the context of a brothel he knew such wisecracking would generally be regarded as insensitive and an invitation for a backhander across the mouth.

"I was hoping to be with you socially," he said lamely.

Their eyes locked momentarily and his breath caught. She'd taken that onboard as a compliment. Gawd, she was prepared to fire up a boiler over him!

"Okay, I'll come."

Come? What hadn't she said she'd go or she'd accompany him? Was she saying she wanted to cum for him? He gulped and berated himself for not thinking like a gentleman or even an ordinary guy. He was thinking about Maya as if she were a... he groaned and thought it: a whore. That simply would not do. Even his mom, who could be a bit of a brawler at times, would be disgusted and kick him in the butt for thinking about Maya like that.

"Thanks, much appreciated."

She turned and smiled and the smile changed to concern. "Are you okay? You look like you've lost your gold watch?"

"I'm... I'm just a little..." No, he couldn't tell her.

"What's gotten at you? Have you been disgusted by some of the things I've told you that go on here?"

"Not really."

"Is it Billie or her mother?"

He shook his head.

"Is it the audacity of my mom asking you to dinner?'

"No, of course not?"

Maya frowned and said then what was it, "Is it me?"

He looked at his feet and remained mute.

She laughed. Yes, she laughed and came against him and put her arm around him. "Oh you poor darling. You're suffering pussy jitters."

Eddie felt his lower stomach clamp due to the fact she was on to him, ready to expose him. But what the fuck was she on about alleging pussy jitters? He regarded pussy as one of his best friends. He loved pussy.

"Come, sit over here in the shade. What we call pussy jitters is a temporary condition, or it is in most cases, that guys succumb to when amid so much tit, pussy and ass that's available to them. Even guys who arrive exhibiting great bravado ready to walk around with an all-day erection can succumb. Perhaps it's because they are in a brothel and a secure one at that where one has to apply to the gatekeeper to go out and wander off to calm their sudden rush of nerves. The usual quick cure is for them to lick a cunt. Would you like to lick my cunt now Eddie?"

Eddie almost suffered a panic attack but she saw it coming and said, perhaps later and hugged him and kissed under his wobbly chin. "Hold fast darling, it will pass quickly." 

He actually felt calmer as she said that.

"You've never been in a brothel before first coming here had you?"

"No," he croaked.

"But you were lucky. You weren't immediately exposed to some of the going-ons around here and your complimentary host was the magnificent Dimples who's such a lovely person. Imagine if you'd been landed with a woman reaching the maximum hiring age of twenty-eight with floppy tits to her waist or a hairy pussy like a smelly desert bush?"

She felt the shudder and hugged Eddie tightly.

"Have you ever engaged in group sex?"

"No, " he said, attempting unsuccessfully to pull away.

"Well the look of that deserted pit must have been rather frightening for you. What were you thinking?"

"Slipping on body fluids and feeling somebody's finger at the door of my ass."

"You're a butt virgin, aren't you?"

Eddie nodded and sniffed.

"And then you heard the faked male and female screams from the BDSM Room."

"Were they faked?"

"They usually are. We have two attendants on duty at all times to prevent people going over the top. Although what they do in the privacy of their own homes is their business, what they do here is our business to ensure they don't seriously misbehave. Sex does have its ugly side and you must have been aware of it."

He nodded and sighed.

"Are you ready to lick my pussy now?"

Eddie cleared his throat. "Could we try a tit?"

"Certainly darling. Here we go... ooh, look at that. Two beauties waiting for just you. Choose whichever one you want or alternate. Lick mommy, suck mommy and even bite mommy gently. This is all for you darling, you are such a good boy."

After a couple of minutes Eddie pulled away and looked at the wet patch he'd just left. "You have lovely breasts."

"Call them tits Eddie, I'm comfortable with that."

"Could you go for a calming drink now?"

"Yes of course. If you require a pussy lick, just ask or make the approach gently. You can lick it anytime you wish. You are much calmer and this little incident has assisted us both as I'm now have my mind around our special situation and am happy for you to have sex with me. You'll find me a little tight I'm afraid as because I am a small woman apart from my tits."

"T-t-that's fine. Salut!"

At the end of the working day Eddie walked Maya to her snappy little Italian scooter in the parking lot against the residential compound where most hosts were accommodated and usually resided there for two weeks and then went home to live and rest for two weeks to avoid the onslaught of oppressive boredom. Maya only lived-in for as long as a client wanted her and said almost half of the host staff preferred that arrangement. "We work very little differently to casual hotel staff engaged for peak periods," she said.

When she was astride her scooter she and Eddie kissed lightly, Maya's almost subtle full frontal stance with a hand on her hem lifting it slightly to indicate she was prepared to stay the night with him not taken up. Well, they both knew there was no rush and Eddie had been rather rattled. They arranged to meet for breakfast.



A World-Class Brothel Pt. 03



CHAPTER 5

As Maya approached next morning Eddie stood, feeling much more confident, knowing pussy jitters had been exorcised. 

"Hi," he said. "You look dazzling."

"Yes, orange looks good on me with my olive skin. Fondle a tit Eddie because I want you to feel comfortable with me."

His hand followed the contours of her left breast and he squeezed gently, letting go without a rush and allowed a small sigh for her benefit.

"Mommy liked that darling. Your touch is exquisitely light and has stirred my hormones no end."

"Coffee for two please Maxine," he said to the approaching waitress and then whispered to Maya, "Sit down on that beautiful butt of yours mommy."

She smiled at him, almost proudly he thought, and at the same time showed him the tip of her tongue. That transferred to movement at his groin, only slightly but at least he and Maya were interfacing as nature intended.

Later, a few minutes after Maya left his apartment for the admin storeroom to gather items for her work Billie popped in.

"Hi," she said indifferently and was answered in similar vein.

She was dressed lightly but formerly and Eddie assumed that she wished to indicate that she was in admin and not available for whoring.

"There will be a meeting in my office in the morning at 9:00 between you me and mom. We want you to outline your thinking about development before you get too far down the track to avoid you examining options in detail that are unacceptable to us."

"That's fine and makes sense."

"I've actually called the meeting. Do you regard that as an intrusion?"

"No, you are the CEO. Act like a CEO and be lovely and I'll have no problems."

Billie looked at him closely. "But sex between us is not negotiable right?"

"For the time being."

She sucked in breath but gave no other response. Maya returned pushing a trolley of stationery. Billie and Maya kissed, Eddie noticing with a raised eyebrow they also lightly touched each other on the breast, openly and being in no hurry to pull their hand away.

Maya said, "You look lovely. Like a new CEO raring to go."

"Thanks. God, I do love you in orange. You look at tad piqued. Make sure you get enough sex. What is all this stuff for? Mom probably only gave you the title of personal assistant as a front?"

"Possibly, but Mr Keen Guy over they is also raring to go. He's already briefed me and in all probability I'll have to request a proper office for us and more assistance."

"Well, don't take yourselves too seriously. Even for executives and their support personnel while there's work there's also play around here. You may like to bring Maya with you in the morning to take notes Eddie. Let's keep the team small and the lid on everything. If word gets out that we are upgrading substantially bookings will fall off with guests delaying their arrival to coincide with the unveiling of our enhanced resort."

"As you wish Billie. Good thinking. Once word does leak out you may have to market summer, autumn, winter and spring specials until work within the compound is completed."

"Good thinking. We sound as if we are thinking like a team."

Watching Billie's ass as she left, suspecting Maya would be eyeing him, Eddie wondered once more did those two do it. He thought probably and told himself never to enquire simply because he had no reason to know and maturing guys knew there was more to life than just sex.

Towards the end of the working day he asked Maya to book him an ATV from 6:00 to 10:30. She confirmed that was done and he pushed out on his chair and patted his knee, looking at her intently. She bit her lip and went to him quickly.

"Yes master?"

"Would you like to sleep with me tonight without sex unless you want to have it?"

She jiggled a little and said she'd like that.

"What about shifting in with me on a trial basis?"

She hugged him and said yes.

"Well then, I ask Resort Services to arrange a crew to shift your gear over here tomorrow at 4:00 and you can go home for lunch and then pack, or is that rushing it?"

"No, that's fine. Just allow me to feel what I'm getting," she smiled, snaking her hand down between them.

* * *

Dolores met Maya and Eddie at the door, kissed them and pulled out husband Joe standing behind her to introduce him to Eddie.

"Joe was going to the restaurant with the boys but I made him stay to help in discussions with you Eddie."

"Me?" 

"With your big plans for development. Joe..." Dolores stopped and looked at Eddie who was looking less than relaxed attempting to catch Maya's eye. "What is it?"

"Mom, he thinks dad doesn't want me to shift in with him."

"But Joe will be delighted because it's what I want."

"Yes mom, but Eddie doesn't know that, does he?"

"When are you going to him?"

"Tonight."

Joe had already motioned Eddie to go out to the kitchen with him. Joe had just uncapped a couple of beers when Dolores yelled, "Where the fuck are you two?" and they grinned at hearing Maya urge her mom to keep calm.

Eddie said, "Do you mind Joe if Maya shifts in with me, although that's a difficult question because you don't know me?"

"I feel I know you because those two have been jabbering about you. Of course I don't mind. Maya is old enough to know what's best for her. If she wasn't I would allow her to be a prostitute."

Eddie almost gagged. "Um Joe, I'm asking her to shift in with me with no consideration of money."

"You mean she wants to give it to you for free?"

"Yes, she's becoming an administrator and I'll be training her, giving her experience...er...experience in administration."

"So you'll look after her and treat her like a real girlfriend rather than someone just to have on hand to fuck?"

"Er yes, Joe, I couldn't express it better myself. She's a lovely lady Joe."

Maya, leaning against the door jam said, "Eddie put it too me far more eloquently daddy but between you both you have mutual understanding. Thank you for your confidence in me daddy. Eddie and I both understand this is not long term but I intend sticking with him as his personal assistant until I win promotion."

"You guys, where's our drinks?" Dolores shouted.

Maya told her father, "I want to show Eddie through the house and particularly my bedroom which started off as my nursery."

They returned to the living room and Dolores raised her glass and said, "Welcome to the family Eddie. I am so happy for Maya. In all probability she will be Billie's chief bridesmaid at your wedding."

"What!" Eddie said, almost spluttering in his glass.

"Oh mom, please back off. He sees it only as a possibility not a probability."

"Who's Maya marrying?" Joe asked, scratching his eyebrow.

"Mr Right but please don't complicate things. Mom's already digging holes faster than I can fill them."

"Who's this guy Right?"

"Joe, please be quiet. Eddie, I've asked you here tonight because I want you to outline your thinking in respect of development. Is that any of our business, you may well ask, but since Joe and I jointly own 15% of the resort company I guess you will agree we have more than a passing interest and wish to hear along what lines you are thinking and then to see where Joe fits into this."

"Where Joe fits in?"

"Don't listen to her Eddie. Our company expects to tender like everyone else."

"Unless Mae decides otherwise," Dolores snapped.

Maya the peacemaker said, "Guys, let Eddie present his outline, huh?"

Eddie didn't wait to be invited to deliver. They listened quietly as he spoke about having a consultancy appraisal done about racking up accommodation to a maximum of 500 rooms, construction of an international-class linked lido swimming pool complex, upgrading and increasing employee and host accommodation, building a new admin and executive accommodation center and converting the current admin and accommodation facilities to increase VIP accommodation and adding two or more sex games facilities. Then beyond the compound he proposed a nine-hole natural terrain golf course and a dedicated road system to allow guests to explore the surrounding wilderness and stop off at picnic areas using fat-tired, low-powered ATR's as that would minimize disturbance to the terrain. The resort had the funding secured, it was only a matter of decision making, planning, gaining consents and, of course, guaranteeing adequate access to water resources yet to be proven.

He stopped and Joe handed him another beer.

"You know, all that roughly covers the super-resort concept Mae talked to me about in the 1990s but of course we considered it to be a fantasy," Dolores said. "But now, well I guess it's within her fingertips if the wrinkles can be shaken free."

Joe excused himself and came back with a roll of plans.

"Borrow these Eddie. I trust you not to divulge anything in this pack to our competitors."

Eddie took the plans and listened in surprise when Dolores said Eddie was one of three partners in a civil engineering company based in Foxton Flats. 

"Joe's father was the surveyor engaged in the original development of the resort, Joe later qualified as a land surveyor and then bought out his father's stockholding. The senior partner is a civil engineer and the other partner is a qualified planner."

"That's most interesting Joe. I'll keep your interest in mind."

"Thanks and you should know we will be keen to tender for any or all components of the development contracts"

"Good, so what is the gem in this package?"

"We did test drilling for geo-tech purposes and for water. Without doubt there is good water down there but it will require heavy drilling equipment and deep pumping, but at least our test drilling patterns established it's there and in quantities unlikely to disappear over time unless unexpected seismic activity was to occur and cause an upset."

"That's marvelous Joe. I'm to give this presentation to Mae and Billie in the morning, as they are keen to audit my concepts. They'll be nervous about water supply as everything in a desert development environment hinges on that. I would suspect our underground water is run off from those mountains in the far distance."

"Yep, tests showed that was the direction of flow. Nothing like water coming off rain and snow-attracting mountains."

* * *

They climbed the stairs to the suite, Eddie nipping at Maya's ass cheeks with his right hand, carrying her overnight bag in the other hand. They were laughing like teenagers.

She ran into the room as he opened the door and stood away facing him in a temporary safe position, highly flushed. He closed the door and stood, back against it. "Any rules?"

"Just one. Don't treat me like a whore."

"Come here my lovely," he grinned, and she minced over to him on her high heels, looking wary.

They kissed, deeply and he said he intended treating her like a date with whom he intended making out."

"Bring it on my lovely," she cooed, lightly kissing his mouth, and then both eyes and planting a longer kiss on his lips but making no attempt to slide her tongue between his hot lips. She broke away and said she had a wee job that would only take a minute. She opened her bag on the table and took out five light bulbs.

As he watched with interest Maya ripped one bulb with a special fitting from the packet and pushed it into the wall electricity outlet. She said, "One for this room, one for the kitchen area, two for the bedroom and one for the bathroom. All rooms throughout the resort are under random surveillance. These are special bulbs resistant to prying hidden spy cameras but allow the cameras to pick up emergency shouts of course. Keep the main lights off and whatever we do will be screened only as misshapen blurs. At the same time, chances are if we turn off the main light now security people at the monitors won't even know it's me you are fucking unless you use my name."

"Oh, we are to fuck are we?"

Turning off the main light Maya clutched his arm and said she was sorry she'd inadvertently told him what he was about to have made available for him to, well, whatever.

"I think I can get over that lack of discretion," he leered, brushing aside articles on her desk and lifting her on to it and removing her panties in a single pull, tearing them into three pieces in the process.

"Oh, oh," she gasped appeared a little breathless. 

She also became highly colored. Dark olive, he thought.

He dropped to his knees, muttering he'd never shafted secretarial help before, least of all over her own desk.

"My teeth, my teeth. I haven't brushed my teeth," she faltered and began giggling almost uncontrollably as he knocked three times with his tongue and dabbed once near her clit. Before slipping it into the slit he growled: "Teeth? The only teeth down her are mine, I should think."

Feeling uncomfortable on the hard surface, hoping he'd cleared away her keyboard, Maya lay back on to her shoulders and lifting her head as she felt wave after wave of delightful sensations radiating from the throat of her vagina into distant nerve relay centers or whatever they were called. She clutched at his head hoping she was not about to remove his ears and she wiggled and moaned and then came into his face like an express train emerging from a tunnel.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck. I had no time to warn you," she cried. 

His dripping face loomed up and licking around his mouth he grinned at her like a maniac. 

"Say something!" she yelled, attempting to return him to a pleasant human state.

"Yummy!"

She fell back on to her desk, banging her head, and laughing genuinely and unrestrained prepared for carefree sex for the first time in a long, long time. The cunnilingus had been short and sharp and masterful. She had to give him a nine out of ten and hoped there were more of those to come in coming weeks. 

Maya unbuckled him as he wiped his mouth with the remains of her panties and she slowly drew Eddie's penis free and admired what she'd captured. He stood hands on hips grinning at her so she slowly fed it in, having waited a couple of seconds for him to roll on a condom.

Bending his knees slightly he began working slowly until he was almost fully in. She lifted up her legs and he grabbed both ankles and spread her wide, allowing their pelvises to hit and he pushed in powerfully and they both grunted.

Eddie kept a steady rhythm and they gazed at each other. She felt she could last for hours but she spotted the sweat coming on to his brow and his face began to tense so she slowly lifted slightly and squeezed with the desired result. She felt him thicken and his breathing began to race and rasp. His eyes slammed shut as just as they opened again and his head fell back a little she yelled, "Tits."

He pulled out as commanded, ripped off the condom and came, hugely, as they both watched her face and upper body being sprayed. Maya thought this was a defining moment for many men and watching the pride and awe on Eddie's face she knew they would never be this close again. Men had a thing about it being the first time they peaked with any woman.

They showered and had coffee and in bed they had round two as Doggy. In the morning she had him groaning putting in her best effort, riding his Reverse Cowgirl and she had him roaring like a bull.

Mae joined them for breakfast and asked straight-faced. "You guys look jaded. Have a tough workout in the gym this morning?" She was answered only by indifferent shrugs.

Later Eddie finished his presentation in just over fifteen minutes. As expected, reservations were expressed about water supply and water reserves.

"Dolores invited me to dinner last night and I met Joe for the first time and learned he was a surveyor and he said his father worked on the layout of this property in the early 1970s. Dolores told him I'd been engaged to direct development of the resort and he went off and returned with this roll of plans compiled all those years ago. I asked him about water and he pulled out this sheet. His father, being a stickler for detail, commissioned test drillings beyond the perimeter where satisfactory supplies were found. It was his company's rig that was being used. These are the indicative results."

While Mae and Billie studied the location of test drilling sites and the noted flow estimates Eddie glided the edge of his shoe up and down the inside of Maya's calf. He felt that gap between her legs widen and her gaze fixed on him became sloe-eyed. He enjoyed growing his first business meeting erection he could remember, as usually business meetings did nothing to increase blood supply to that area of the body. As he watched Maya's lips parted and he studied the movement of her tongue tip, completely fascinated.

"Eddie, I said this is amazing information."

"Er yes Mae. But be cautious, the results are indicative and extraction if proven will be expensive."

"Yes, but what price water in desert country?"

Billie murmured, "It's akin to liquid gold."

"Exactly," Mae said triumphantly. "Years ago I had a dream about a big oasis center and used to talk drunkenly with Dolores about it. We'll not achieve an oasis on the scale I imagined but we'll get someway towards achieving that vision. Is that all Eddie?"

"Yes, development out here away from main supplies and services is expensive so I aimed to keep the lid on things. Deserts generate a harsh environment and the skeletons of failed ambitions litter such landscapes. I am aware of the history of failed ambitions beyond the coastal areas of my own country." 

"Yes quite," Mae said. "Billie?"

"Eddie, you are authorized to let a contract immediately aimed at proving water supply for a major expansion in recreational pools, maintenance of nine golf course greens and maintaining any wildlife lakes or marshes we develop."

"Right," Eddie said, confirming with a glance that Maya was recording the discussion and decisions. "I need a budget of one hundred thou but the contractor will not be advised of how much money is available. We'll just indicate a series of drillings without capping it. I understand this is common practice in exploratory work."

Billie looked at Mae who nodded. "You have $100,000 earmarked for that work."

"Good, I propose hiring a crew from Joe's company."

Mae said why would they consider anyone else and said that concluded the meeting.

"Oh, just one more thing Mae. "We need a new name for the town."

"What town Eddie?"

"Pinchgut."

"Oh Christ, I see World War 3 coming."

Eddie grinned. "Plant the idea and stir quietly Mae and use the assistance of good friends. You may be surprised just how many friends you have in that town who owe the survival of their community and their good fortune to you Mae, or should I say St Mae. 

"This meeting is over," Mae sighed.

* * *

Joe was delighted. "That's a surprise because Mae doesn't like me much. I've screwed her a few times when we were drunk and she went bananas afterwards each time saying a girl doesn't do that to her best pal."

"Your company has a business association with us Joe and although I'm new boy on the block I sure as hell know already that Mae knows business, and business comes before anything else with her."

"You're right about that. Our historical link is probably greater than you are aware. Our firm found and has maintained Pinchgut's water supplies since the days when my granddad acquired a drilling rig in settlement of a gambling debt. Those test sites on that map I loaned you were staked with a fairly rare type of bush for this area tied to them. So we should spot them fairly easily. I guess this is urgent as everything with Mae is urgent?"

"Yeah, any chance of dropping in for a bite and a beer at 1:00 and we'll go out and talk on location?"

"Yeah, I'll bring the rig foreman with me."

At 10:00 Eddie went to a meeting called urgently by Mae, attended only by Mae, Billie, Eddie and the financial controller and the manager of resort services. After Mae had explained the nature of the meeting she called her PA to bring in the waiting attorney and the principal of an advertising and public relations consultancy, both from Foxton Flats City. By the time lunch with champagne arrived at noon, the board of Cloudless Resort had been formed ready for ratification and registration. Everyone present named as a director with Mae nominated as chairman-designate. Provision was made for an extra director in case the investment company offering to fund development up to $78,000,000 sought such representation.




A World-Class Brothel Pt. 03



With fifteen minutes to spare before her father was due to arrive, Maya took Eddie on to the bed to celebrate his appointment. She was so happy for him and showed it. Only when Eddie dashed off to shower did he remember they had cavorted in broad daylight under the security camera surveillance. His expended but still half-erect cock collapsed in embarrassment.

Eddie returned to his apartment/office a little apprehensive at the conclusion of the board's first meeting.

"What's wrong?" Maya asked, a little alarmed, catching sight of his frown.

"I've been asked to tour for two weeks inspecting low-maintenance golf courses in harsh landscapes and resort aqua-centers."

"Oh dear, and I'm not invited?" Maya smiled.

"Correct, but it's much worse than that. Billie will accompany me."

Eddie watched the corner of Maya's mouth tighten but her smile held. "And you're not looking forward to that?"

He shrugged and was told not to be a chump. "Some guys would give a testicle in return for balling Billie for two weeks on an all-expenses tour."

Eddie looked shocked.

"Oh darling," Maya said, rushing in to hug him. "This day had to come so just ride with it."

"But she'll want to fuck me."

Maya burst into laughter. "I wouldn't take that for granted my darling. There remains a distance between you two though I must admit the outright hostility has gone. Anyway, what's wrong with fucking my best friend?"

The look on Eddie's face was more dumbfounded than surprise but he said nothing.

"Yes, I really don't mind, truly," Maya said, filling in the silence. "In fact I've been half-waiting for you to suggest we join as a threesome."

At last a faint grin appeared. "Now don't go pushing my button too hard Maya."

"Oh hello, my guy is back thinking about dick again is he?"

Eddie attempted to look impassive but failed to conceal a flush. "I'm just relieved that you are not blaming me for this awkward situation."

"Awkward? I want you to seduce her and get you two back to a normal relationship. Having you two around me is a little like a pain in the ass."

Eddie, buying time, scratched behind his ear and said was that so.

Maya waited and he sighed. "I'm glad you are not going to give me a bad time over this. I've said it wasn't my fault."

"It's part of your job, Eddie. Am I such a dumb broad you cannot give me credit for thinking like that?"

"Dumb broad? Get real Maya, you're anything but that. You are sharp and brainy and think awesome things."

"Oh Eddie, the compliments runneth over. I didn't know you felt like this. Oh, give mommy a big fat wet kiss."

There was a knock on the door and Billie entered and saw them make no effort to end their embrace.

"Oh, he's been worried about giving you the news has he?"

"Yes, for some reason he thought I would fly off the handle."

"Men, they are such babies aren't they?"

"Well, I like him like this. I find his soft side is his best side."

Billie grinned and said, "Ooooh. That's one way of ensuring you get fucked. Want me to report back if he strays on tour? All resorts have willing women."

"No, let him be. I'm glad you're going with him as two pair of eyes are better than one and you'll provide the female perspective."

"Thank you. Will you return to hosting during those two weeks; we leave Sunday?"

"No, my sights now are aimed up the ladder in admin."

Billie said in that case Maya could sit in for her during her absence.

"But you have Claire."

"Claire will never be anything more than a PA. You have brains and ambition. I've already checked it out with mom and informed Claire. Work beside me on Friday just to allow Claire to get used to the idea. At present there's nothing pressing on the horizon and mom's available when you need someone to consult. Okay?"

"Very okay. Thanks for your confidence."

"You've always had that from both me and mom."

As Billie left Eddie handed Maya a list of ten resorts. She ran through it and said, "You'll want to stay at night at each resort and want me to book flights and car hire?"

"Yes."

"But two nights in Vegas?"

"Great idea and thanks. The board as a whole came up with those locations. There may be better examples but as least we'll get a feeling for what's on offer and information about running costs, maintenance and approaches to upgrading."

"Oh, with all that detail how will you and Billie find time to do it?"

Eddie turned red. "I'm told you she won't want a bar of me. Those resorts will have executives who'll want Billie and she'll have a choice."

"I really don't mind if you two do it; truly. Offer payment and she'll probably take your money but if you want her to roll over recreationally then you'll have to convince her you're entitled to it."

"Pay her! You can forget that."

"Is that so? Then you know what the alternative is. I'd like to find out just how good you are."

Eddie stomped off to the bathroom, leaving a grinning lover in his wake.

As soon as he closed the door Maya called Billie.

"Do you want a suite for yourself and a premium room for Eddie or what?"

"It would be diplomatic to book same grade accommodation and travel."

"Okay, what about sharing a room or suite? Sharing is more economic."

"A twin room suite will be fine."

"He doesn't think you will give it to him."

"Is that so."

"Good girl Billie. Bye."

* * *

Billie called in her PA.

"Claire, about bringing Maya in over you..."

"It's okay Billie, really. My ego took a hit, that's all. The girls reckon that Maya will head off Dimples to become the replacement services manager when Raymond retires next year."

"Really?" Billie said thoughtfully. "Look, let's be frank."

"Okay."

"You and I are getting along really fine and this job is about to grow really big so my staffing will increase but you will remain my senior person."

"Thank you Billie. I appreciate that assurance."

"As you know I'm away for two weeks with Maya's guy so she may begin to fret. If she does will you be kind enough to show her a bit of leg. If she's interested she'll do the rest."

"Billie!"

"Come on Claire, I know about you and Sue and before Sue there was Lesley."

"Jaylene."

"Oh sorry, Jaylene."

"Yes Billie. I'll care for Maya and if she shows signs of anxiety or loneliness I'll position to take care of her needs. Everyone says you two are the closest of friends and I know that to be true. Confidentiality is assured."

"Thank you Claire. Oh, keep this to yourself. There are no hidden security cameras in this room."

When alone again Billie thought about what Maya had said to her: 'He doesn't think you will give it to him'.

Well, if the lovely Mr Lawson had any thoughts about getting a leg over he'll have to demonstrate his worthiness of being given a second chance, preferably coming crawling to her and perhaps handing her a whip or a double-ended dildo or both.

* * *

On the way to the airport Billie said to Eddie, "Look, this will be a very intense study trip if we do it properly and I'll be exposed to a large number of resort executive sharks some of who will be diseased so I'd like to eliminate all contact. I want you and I to appear a devout couple without you taking advantage of this arrangement."

"Okay."

"Okay? Is that all you have to say?"

"Um it will be my pleasure."

"Thank you. That's how I wish to be treated."

"If you need nookie just ask."

"You vile and disgusting man."

"But a good executive with your resort at heart aren't I?"

"I'll grant you that. Because of the necessity for this bogus close relationship I've had Claire convert all of our double bedroom suites to single bedroom suites with twin beds."

"That's fine. I'll even sleep with you to really keep up appearances."

"Please don't be an asshole Eddie."

The appeal of the first resort they visited came from it's two 18-hole golf courses so Billie spent ten minutes looking at the pools and then went into the city to get her nails and hair done, leaving Eddie to investigate the two golf courses, the second of which had only been opened six months. The manager of that course was delighted to have someone so interested in her 'baby' and as she revealed she had five children, Eddie reminded himself he had no carnal interest in her.

It was 8:00 before Eddie appeared in the bar where Billie was, surrounded by five or six guys. She gave him a cold shoulder but when they were dining alone she spat, "I heard the manager of Heather Links is a woman."

Eddie splashed a spoon into his soup.

"Well?"

"For you information she'd in her early fifties and still has three of her five children living at home and she's recently had breast reduction and ended up with an infection that's given her a skin rash."

"Pull my other tit."

Eddie pulled out his digital camera and flicked up a photo of a pleasant looking woman in her early fifties with an obvious skin infection below he chin.

"Oh Eddie, I'm sorry."

"She was engaged right from the beginning to make the new course an improvement on the original course. We spent hours going through details of grass field trials and controlled irrigation systems because this entire region is a water conservation area. I spent five hours with her, including sharing her lunch, and then she had a meeting to attend so she put me into the hands of two principal green keepers."

"Ah," giggled Billie, who'd been plied with drinks by her circle of males. "So kisses and other good things?"

Wiping soup off her chin, Eddie scowled and said, "One of the so-called babes would weight 160 and the other almost 190."

He flicked up the photo of them before Billie had time to deliver the derisive comment that floated to her tongue.

"Oh god, you poor boy."

"And at 5:00 the manager arrived back with the manager from the other course and we chatted for just over two hours and I recorded everything, most of it the work of fifteen years' research, trial and error practice and dedicated course grooming and progressive improvements. I would conservatively estimate that I have been given fifteen years of cumulative knowledge worth, say valued at $40,000 a year, free because I bothered to talk their language and display a keen interest in them and their work. I have also taken eighty photographs."

"Oh Eddie, I'm so sorry," Billie said, not bothering to hide her embarrassment.

"It's okay," he said dismissively. "At least one of us worked. Incidentally, this is only my second alcoholic drink today. You appear to have had plenty."

"Oh Eddie," she said, tears forming.

They continued chatting and eventually he carried her to their room and put her to bed, not really looking at her as he stripped her and certainly didn't allow his fingers to wander.

The bitch, he fumed, as he went out to the lounge and called Maya. She'd had a great day and with Mae's assistance had found the plans of progressive improvements of the resort and had just given them to her father to be scanned at his workplace and for the planning department to layer them to produce a fully integrated plan of how the resort was today in its entirety.

"Who gave you that idea?"

"I just thought it up, having seen development like that displayed on TV. Dad says they have software that will allow any section at any level to be displayed or printed out. Mae gave me the impression I'm some sort of Wonder Woman when I showed her the integrated plan on her big TV screen this evening."

"You're back at the resort?"

"Yes, she'd already invited me back to supper. She's told me to drop the title aunt as I'm now very much a woman."

"Really?"

"Yes, I've decided to stay here in our bed. Do you mind if I invite mom to stay with me a couple of nights?"

"No, but behave yourself."

"Yeah, I suppose I should otherwise she'll probably get the idea of you joining us."

"Maya!"

"Just kidding. But you know she's half in love with you."

"What?"

"Good night darling. Exercise those balls on Billie, won't you?"

Eddie allowed Billie to sleep till the last minute in the morning and had to push her into the shower. They raced to the airport, she in dark glasses and holding her head most of the time. However it was a long flight. She slept most of the way and then had a whisky and then announced she was fine. This stopover only involved pool development and the beautiful resort PR woman had everything on CD for them including two reports of the rationale behind the five-stage development over ten years.

They swam with the PR lady for almost an hour, or rather lolled around in the water and went down a couple of the slides. Eddie noticed that Billie was constantly moving away, apparently so he could move in on Wendy, an Englishwoman, who looked more than interested but he didn't lift a finger. When Wendy left Billie sniffed, "One phone call and you can be up to your nuts into Wendy."

Disgusted, Eddie went off without a word. Billie ate that night in their room and Eddie ate alone in one of the restaurants and returned to the room and they watched TV in their respective beds until he said goodnight. Billie barely managed a reply.

They continued on their tour, making an effort to remain civil. The fifth night they spent in La Vegas and then decided to move on next day without really discussing their reasons although they did agree the stay lacked any relevance to their mission. They arrived at a nudist resort feeling not at all embarrassed after what they'd been used to and met the CEO who's been twice to Cloudless Resort with two different female friends. He upgraded them to a luxury suite and the visitors toured the facility with him and his wife and then went to the city to dine that evening at a theatre club where the three-act play was staged between courses. Bryce talked at length about his board plans to upgrade their resort and have a great exchange of ideas about development with his guests.

Arriving back at the suite, Billie said, folding herself into Eddie, "Please sleep with me. I'm sorry I've been such a bitch."

"Okay, on two conditions," he said.

She sighed and agreed.

"The first we only come together tonight and one other night of your choice."

"Okay, tonight for sure than I would think on our second to last night. I want you going home charged up."

"Fine, and the other is to talk to me about what you like men doing to how, how and why."

"Giving away trade secrets huh?"

"Yes."

"Okay."

Billie made coffee and as Eddie watched she asked, "I'm wondering if we have some sort of future together?"

"Our relationship has run from hot to cold and that makes it difficult to make such a prediction."

She sighed and said she'd reluctantly have to agree with that.

"But being with you is never boring. Actually, we haven't given ourselves a good chance."

She brightened and they sat and continued in philosophical mood.

During a slight lull Billie did drop in the comment, "What about Maya?"

He said without a smile, "If you guys think I'm up to it I guess I could live with you both, er, simultaneously."

She giggled and said she'd had that thought ever since Maya had moved in with him.

"What, wondering about whether I would be up to it?"

"I suppose so, but I really have thought about an enduring threesome."

He smiled and asked had she discussed that with Maya.

"Yes, more than once. I guess you know we sleep together occasionally."

"No."

"Are you surprised?"

"No, and I admit to having wondered about it. Please don't say anything."

"Okay. If she wishes you to know she'll tell you."

"Thank you."

Fifteen minutes later when Eddie climbed in beside Billie she smelt strongly of pussy juice. He became ramrod straight.

"The first thing," she whispered, "is I like the male biting one of my nipples, quite sharply, because it reminds me where I am and gives me intense focus."

Eddie was highly aroused because on the phone Maya had confessed she'd felt somewhat low that morning but during the lunch break Claire had attempted to console her and they ended up in a pussy licking session.

Maya had asked, "Are you disgusted?"

"No, not at all. I'm rather pleased for you. Everyone requires a burst of fun."

"Have you and Billie done it yet?"

"No, but she's come on to me tonight. I believe if I step careful she'll roll over."

"Good luck and give her the last inch for me."

Unsure what that meant exactly, Eddie said right and they both laughed heartily.

He concluded he really liked American women for their openness towards sex. At least that came from his limited knowledge, very limited, of American women.

CHAPTER 6

Eddie came to making a decision between Billie and Maya in a most unexpected manner. After arriving back from the fact-finding tour the three of them had commenced an open relationship. 

Maya continued living with Eddie and Billie joined them occasionally and very successfully. Eddie knew that Mae knew about the triangle because Billie said she'd told her mother but didn't say why. Eddie was a little smug about knowing something that possible Maya and Billie didn't know: that Dolores, Joe and Mae had a little triangle going because Dolores had confided in him.

The defining moment about his wish to do something about bonding with a woman to have offspring, preferably just the one woman and to marry her, arose when Mae announced the three youngsters had been working so hard she'd decided they should take two weeks' leave over Christmas.

Billie, Maya and Eddie talked about that at dinner that night over in Foxton Flats. It was an extended conversation but basically the divided into two camps.

Billie suggested they hop over to California and have a week in LA and a week in 'Frisco.

Maya when asked what did she want said she'd do whatever Eddie wanted but when pressed by Billie said either New York or Mexico.

The women then looked at Eddie and he said happily, "Mom will kill me if I don't go home when gifted with two weeks off work at Christmas. I'll have to book now. Are you two coming with me?"

Billie was adamant: "God no, I'll be cooped up with your parents most of the time."

Maya was equally firm: "Yes please, I'd really like to meet your parents."

"Please come with us," Eddie pleaded to Billie. "Wait, let's think about this and decide over breakfast tomorrow."

At breakfast Billie insisted she was going to California. Come with me Maya."

Maya looked at them both helplessly.

"Go with her Maya," Eddie said dully.

"Thank you Eddie," Billie said triumphantly but her face fell when Maya, eyes downcast, said, "No, I want to meet Eddie's mother."

"Stupid bitch," Billie snarled. She walked away muttering. 

"Billie is no longer a friend but I'll continue working for her for as long as she tolerates me."

"No, no. Oh please reconsider," Maya cried. "We are so good together."

"We are not and never have been Maya. For goodness sake, open your eyes. She uses us because it's convenient to her. She is without deep heart."

"Don't say that, please don't say that. I must go to her."

"Please yourself, but I suggest you book our tickets first."

"No."

"As you wish, but please book my ticket."

"No."

"Please yourself. Then go to Billie."

"No."

"What then?"

"I don't know. Oh Eddie, help me," she wailed.

Eddie swung out in his chair and she rushed into his arms.

* * *

Standing six foot two with dyed blonde hair, Eddie's mother stood like a beacon above the heads of most other women at Kingsford-Smith airport, Sydney. His father was an inch shorter, mostly lost to stoop and bone contraction since his wedding day when he'd topped his new wife by just a shade when barefoot.

"Oh my darling, oh my darling," screamed his mother propelling herself at her son, just missing Maya's trolley while his dad sloped up, pushed back his Akubra and said, "G'day son, you don't appear to have missed your dinners."




A World-Class Brothel Pt. 03



Eddie performed well in front of Maya, handing his mom his handkerchief, shaking hands with his father and attempting to include Maya by saying, "Hey guys, this is Maya." 

Drowned in their emotions, as even his father had lifted his glasses to wipe an eye, Eddie winked at Maya and repeated himself, almost. "Hi guys, this is Maya my fiancée."

Maya's heart flipped, his mom screeched and his dad said, "That's a surprise son." 

Two blonde and younger female versions of Eddie pushed forward yelling, "What!"

While the family was momentarily at sixes and sevens Eddie whispered, "I had to get their attention but when Maya's face dropped he said, Want to get engaged?" her face lit up but barely had she registered that communication when some 160 lbs of considerable bone and muscle slammed into her and screamed, "Maya Eddie has been mentioning you in emails and we have a photo of you starkers. I'm the mother, Ella."

"Hello Mrs Lawson."

"No Ella you galah [rose-breasted Cockatoo]."

The father pushed the mother aside. "Hi, I'm Gary. She wants you to call her Ella."

"Oh, hi Gary. It's lovely of you meeting us Ella."

Ella nodded and said, "Girls, over here to meet your new sister. Maya are you part Mexican? This blue-eyed one is Cindy and the green-eyed one is Stella. Got that?"

"G'day Maya. Your tits look bigger in flesh," Stella said.

The greeting from the younger sister was not at all confrontational. "Ignore her Maya. My brother has always picked good-lookers but you are the best. Welcome to Australia."

"Thank you Cindy. I need a pee... all this excitement..."

"Come with me lovely lady," the twenty-year-old said, establishing a bond that would last well beyond two-weeks.

"She sucks up with her grace and airs," Stella said flatly. "She rarely goes out with boys, preferring her girl-friends, wink-wink."

"She's too aggressive, like mom," Cindy whispered, taking Maya by the hand and calling to Stella to look after Maya's trolley. "Girls don't really like her and boys are only interested in shafting her."

"Oh dear."

"You're nice," Cindy smiled. "Mom will want the wedding while you're here."

"What wedding?"

"You know, you and... Oh no, he only said that to wind up mom?"

"I really don't know, he did whisper did I want to get engaged."

"Of course you do and he knows that. But does he mean to him?"

Maya appeared ready to cry. "I really don't know."

"Well, have your pee and I'll get it sorted for you."

"Oh Cindy, oh will you. Oh what's happening to me," Maya said, clinging to Cindy and bursting into tears.

Cindy soothed her and took Maya to the cubicle. "I'll be waiting outside, he's filled you with too much booze on the aircraft and kept you awake too long boasting about Australia I suspect. I'll..."

"Come in with me Cindy. I don't want to be alone."

"Oh fuck. Okay but please, not a word to Stella that I went into this cubicle with you otherwise I'm dead. She can be such a bitch."

"I'll protect you Cindy."

They returned to the main terminal area to find the others standing grinning at them.

"The engagement thing was just a wind-up," Ella smirked. "The snotty-nosed little bastard hasn't changed a bit despite his sophisticated overseas living."

Hearing Maya sigh beside her like a person betrayed, Cindy threw an arm around her and said, "He has to marry her. Maya's pregnant."

"What," yelled Ella, who grabbed Eddie by the ear and ordered him on to a knee and propose. Eddie obeyed, saying to Maya he wanted to marry her, he was sorry she was pregnant and would she consider they were now engaged.

Maya said yes and Cindy grabbed her and hugged her hugely.

In an airport bar after three rounds of drinks Cindy whispered something to Maya who shook her head.

"Guys," Cindy said as they prepared to leave, "I exaggerated a little. Maya is not pregnant yet."

"Is that right?" Ella snapped her head around to stare at Cindy.

Cindy looked at her and said confidently, "Yes, that's right."

Eddie, looking relieved, said, "Mum, back off. I can guess why Cindy made that up. When they were in the shithouse..."

Cindy said, "Toilet please Eddie, you are not exclusively among men here."

"Er toilet. I had already asked Maya if she wanted to become engaged as soon as I made that up to attract mum and dad's attention because they were ignoring their guest."

"Is that true?" Ella asked.

"Yes Ella, absolutely and the sequence of events happened just like that... a joke simply snowballed into a proposal because it was so timely."

"Is that true Eddie?"

"Yes mum."

"Well, what are we doing here," Ella bellowed. "Let's go home and get pissed celebrating the first engagement in our family including our extended family."

"Oh God, are there more like you guys," Maya said, wide-eyed and clutching Cindy.

"It's all right darling," Cindy smirked at her smoldering sister. "I'll be there to protect you."

"Anyone who craps on you will cop one from me," Ella said ominously. "You are family darling."

Maya burst into tears.

The rest of the family looked at Eddie who shrugged and said expressively, "She's American."

Everyone accepted that explanation, nodding wisely.

* * *

Two weeks later the aircraft lifted away from Sydney, Maya said, "That is the happiest vacation I ever had. Becoming engaged and having Christmas in 75 degree summer heat with bush fires breaking out were highlights to remember but your family and your extended family were so lovely to me."

"That surprised me," Eddie said. "Not all of them like Yanks except in films."

"Don't tease me. I suppose you want to become unengaged now or is it disengaged?"

"Nah, of course not. I don't want to and also mum could come after me."

"To knuckle you with a bunch of fives you galah?"

"Yeah, I've noticed you picking up a bit of Strine. The folk can now almost understand you."

"Arsehole."

"Ah, picked up on the sound and spelling difference as well."

"I do love my ring. I was going to ask if I could keep it if you called off our engagement."

"I don't give a toss what you do with the ring but you're engaged to me, right?"

"Right."

"Right, let me sink a couple of tinnies, you have your wine, we have a meal and then we qualify yet again for the Mile High Club, right?"

"Gotyah mate. Slow and quiet, not banging like a dunny door in storm."

"Yeah, who taught you that one?"

"Stella, she became a mate after I told her some of the forty-nine ways you and I do it?"

"You didn't?'

"I did and now Ronnie won't let any of the other guys touch her. He reckons she knows things he only wants her to use on him."

Eddie laughed, "I also think she befriended you because she was able to teach you to surf and you are now better than she is. Because of that other females are lining up for her to teach them, saying if she can teach a Yank to surf like that she can teach anyone."

"She's a nice young woman, she'd just lost sight of the fact that girls can be fun too and is now in balance. She even relates better to Cindy than when I arrived."

"Yeah, mom wondered if you and Cindy were doing it. Cindy followed you around like a puppy."

"That's crap."

"Mum only thought it. She accepted what you told me that Cindy felt she was a stranger within her own family because when I left for Europe no one understood just how sensitive she is."

"Yeah, well your mom and especially Stella are really trying to keep her involved and I think she's toughening up. She's a lovely kid. I've invited her to come and stay with us during our summer."

"Great, she'll love that. Oh god no, we live in a brothel. Mum will be over in a gallop and cut out our nuts."

"I think you over-exaggerate your mother's aggression."

"Oh yeah, I was there the night two guys took on dad and when a third one joined in mom charged in and took two out, knocking one cold, and on my eighteenth birthday when five gatecrashers burst into my birthday barbie she picked out the leader, smashed him to pulp and yelled to his gang to take the bastard away otherwise she'd deal with them. They went off like lambs."

"Well, perhaps I have under-estimated her. You're sure you're not pulling my middle tit?"

"It's the truth baby. I don't lie about my mum. Cindy can come to visit but you better make sure you zip her mouth."

"I will."

"What about when she sees people fucking?"

"She knows about it and she's had guys."

"How can you say that? Are you sure?"

"Yes of course I'm sure. She showed me photos of herself at a party being balled and had another guy in her mouth at a New Year's Party.

"What, my little sister!"

Maya said kindly that even little sisters don't remain virgins forever.

* * *

Dolores, Joe, Mae and Billie were dressed in their best and wearing big smiles when they greeted Maya and Eddie home at Foxton Flats Airport last afternoon.

"Hi, what's up?" Eddie asked.

"Let's see the ring," chorused the three women, and Joe moved forward to slap Eddie on the back and then hug and to Eddie's dismay kissed him.

"H-h-how did you know," faltered Maya, holding out her hand.

"An email arrived yesterday from someone called Ella. She sent eight-four photos and says she has your framed engagement photograph hanging in her bedroom. So I had my copy taken off and framed and have just picked it up, Mae said. "Why the secrecy?"

"We didn't know how best to tell everyone so decided to tell you all together as soon as we had you together."

"Ah, how lovely," Billie giggled.

Mae and Dolores began hugging and crying and Joe muttered, "Women!"

Billie kissed Maya and Eddie and said she was so happy for them and thought it would happen as they would be so lonely with nothing much to do in Australia because it was one big desert. "I knew Eddie favored you because you're sweet," she whispered into Maya's ear away from Eddie, but he heard.

"Does this mean no more threesomes?" he whispered.

"What do you think Maya?" Billie giggled.

"Until I'm pregnant will be okay."

Mae came up to them and asked, "Are you pregnant?"

"No," Maya laughed. "But his family thought I was."

Joe said, "Let's go off for drinks and dinner. This night is on me. I smell a wedding in the air."

"Oh God, your family can't come here for a wedding," Mae groaned.

"I'm not even sure I want to be married in a brothel," Maya said.

"Okay guys," Dolores said taking charge. "There's only one answer: Eddie, you'll have to subtly inveigle your mother to insist the wedding is held in Sydney."

"Aw, come on guys. Let's continue this discussion over a drink," Joe whined. "Oh, by the way Eddie, Pinchgut people are split over the proposed change of name of their town. You are invited to address a town meeting on Friday to reveal your acceptable alternative."

"Galahtown could be nice," Maya grinned.

"I'll be pleased to do that Jo. I'll think up something by Friday."

"Oh Eddie, Pinchgut is a tough town. If the folk don't accept your suggested name someone will call for a lynching party."

Eddie turned white and grabbed Maya for support. She told him not to be chicken and whispered something.

Eddie said grandly, "I'll be suggesting Pinchgut be renamed St Mae."

There was a moment's silence and then the group erupted into noisy, excited acceptance of the proposal.

That is apart from Mae. She couldn't get her mouth open.

THE END