Copyright © 1998, (Christopher Allan Peters). ALL Rights Reserved The following story is being published anonymously for the author (Christopher Allan Peters) by Mr Double (mrdouble@mrdouble.com). ---- To: mrdouble@ix.netcom.com (mrdouble) Subject: Aunt Carol 2 ---- Part 2 of 4 ****** Alicia was still wiping herself off with the beach towel as we pulled into the driveway. Her cheeks were streaked with mascara from the tears that had flowed at the peak of her wet eruption. Aunt Carol was busy wiping off the carpet and console of her expensive Mercedes which had received the bulk of Alicia's torrent. Alicia didn't even both to put on her dress as we got out of the car in the driveway but just walked, a bit unsteadily, up to the portico ahead of Aunt Carol and me. The house had been completely cleaned in our absence by Mrs. Grubmeyer's lady friends. I went up to myroom to wash up and relax. Alicia had already gone before me and was face down on the bed, sound asleep. I put the comforter over her nude form and laid down next to her for a quick nap. The next thing I remember Aunt Carol was tapping on the door and telling us to get up come downstairs so we could decide where to go out for dinner tonight. And we needed to talk with Uncle Jerry. He had some incredible news for us. It was just past six. Alicia came down in just her silk kimono looking refreshed and ready to enjoy a night out. She sat next to me on the large sofa and I put my arm around her neck as Uncle Jerry, just back from LA, began his news. "I've been talking with Carol about this since you came down, Alicia, and I think I've finally set it up. We weren't sure you would...respond...to ...being watched and even photographed having sex. Carol says you really got off today at the beach?" "I had totally never even thought of doing something...you know...fucking, with people...like...taking pictures of me and stuff. It was outrageous. They were so hot and wanted me but I was like behind this glass and I could do absolutely anything I wanted and they could just watch me. It felt so...powerful... they were people I'd never see again and I wanted them to see me just come... God, I'm getting wet again." Sure enough as she got up she had a growing wet blotch on the back of her kimono. "I think she can handle it Jerry, don't you?", Aunt Carol said smiling at Alicia's unintentional demonstration of her arousal. "Well, here's what happened. I met with an old friend who told me about a porn shoot they are doing across the border tomorrow. The girl they had scheduled to star in the scene got her period early this month and now they need to find someone to fill in fast. I told him about Alicia and showed him your school picture. He said you looked perfect but he was reluctant to use a virgin. That's a trade term for a girl who hasn't made a commercial video yet. I told him that Carol had been with her and would vouch for her gladly. It's a big risk because even though it's just video it's still expensive to shoot and they can't have the talent, that's you Alicia, get scared and bail on them." Alicia took a moment to think about what she would be agreeing to. "Would I be famous and... would my mom and dad and friends see me too?" "These videos sell to a special clientele but you have to expect they'll find out so you need to tell them something to prepare. It's really up to you how you handle it. Each girl is different." "I haven't been with a lot...of guys...I mean...Chris...I don't know if I'd like it with someone...just a complete stranger." She was looking at my face not sure how I would react to seeing her fucking other men and women when I couldn't be with her. "I love you Alicia. I love coming together, feeling you under me, tasting you and...But when I watch you, like with Aunt Carol today, it's like I'm inside you. Feeling what you feel and wanting it to feel as good as possible for you. The more you get off on it the more I feel and...want you." "You're so awesome!", Alicia said bringing her mouth to my face and kissing me while her hand brushed over my bulging shorts. "This is just too wild... God, I just have to get off, and everyone will be watching me." "Its an incredible chance. Some girls fight like crazy just to get a walk on and you're going to be in two major scenes first time. Its not all fun though. There's a director and usually two or three cameras and sometimes you have to stop in mid scene to move the cameras. It'll be a closed set but I think they'll let you on Chris as her boyfriend." "They better let Chris be there or I'm not doing it", Alicia pouted. "Also, I called Alicia's mom, Samantha, when Jerry told me. She's going to be flying down as well for moral support. You can call her tonight. She sounded really excited that her little girl was going to be famous. She'll tell your dad when he gets back from Europe. No sense causing a big stir right away. She hoped Chris wouldn't get crazy or jealous, either. It's really a business and good actresses can do really well. I think she was just a little envious, too." Aunt Carol had worked another miracle. Uncle Jerry and I looked over the model release forms and contract. Because it was outside the country she wouldn't need a union card to work and the local folks had "greased" the way on the work permit. As Alicia signed the forms Aunt Carol got her mom on the cell phone and handed it over to Alicia. From the conversation it appeared the three of us would all be staying in the same hotel room due to a room shortage. After an exchange of excited "I can't believe it, I can't believe it" she gave her mom a big kiss of thanks over the phone and hung up. "Well, now that its settled why don't we go get some dinner at a really nice place and celebrate the new star", Aunt Carol said. With that she and Alicia trundled upstairs holding hands and chattering excitedly about her video debut. Uncle Jerry and I washed and dressed quickly and waited for our "dates" to join us. Aunt Carol was first and had put on a very elegant black brocade evening dress that plunged down the front and revealed the full extent of her voluptuous cleavage. Her skirt hugged her ass like a thin black skin and was slit well up her thighs showing just the hint of her black stocking welts when she let the hem fall open. "And now, I give you the next superstar of porn, the fabulous...Alicia Aronesti." Alicia stepped into view like a phantasm of erotic perfection. Her soft blond hair was piled high on her head in an elegant sculpture. Her makeup made her appear much older than her 19 years. She had on dark eyeliner and daring faux lashes that framed her sparkling gray-blue eyes. Her blush and eye shadow reflected the erotic passion that I'm sure Aunt Carol had felt as she lovingly applied them to her budding protege. Her mouth was carefully done with lip liner and a pale but bawdy reddish-pink that captured her inner mixture of innocent girl and worldly woman. She wore a black dress with a velvet bodice and built in bra that pushed up her young breasts into a deep cleavage that threatened to spill out at her next breath. The skirt was light and tightly pleated swishing seductively against her mid thighs as she descended the stairs. Its was dangerously short and sheer considering she was wearing only black seamed stockings and a black garter belt underneath. She stepped from the last stair in her stiletto pumps with rhinestone adornments and very proudly lifted her pleated skirt to her breasts to display the red bow on her black garter belt which contrasted so starkly with the smooth white of her bare buttocks, thighs, and her newly shaved pussy. She made a complete turn holding her skirt and modeling her charms for her three transfixed onlookers. I completed the work of art by tieing a velvet ribboned cameo necklace about her throat and kissed her bare shoulders in an act of complete submission to her sexual power. Dinner, conversation, all the rest were a blur as I could only keep my eyes on my beloved Alicia, the little high school senior that I had invited only a week before and who was now about to break a thousand hearts as the next porn star of the decade. Fucking her tonight would have been a sacrilege and we slept in separate rooms to make sure we were both rested for her erotic premier tomorrow. Uncle Jerry went over the directions with me over breakfast. Alicia would have to be there for makeup and rehearsal about 3:00. Her scene would start around 4:30 or 5:00 depending on whether the previous scenes were completed. Meanwhile, Aunt Carol was getting Alicia ready and explaining some of the things she should expect so she wouldn't be totally freaked out. One was that she would get a pelvic exam by a doctor before she would be allowed to do any scenes. This was to protect the other actors from any diseases and also was reassuring to know that everyone goes through it each shoot. The second was a even more delicate and she tried to break it to her gently. "They also may want you to do a scene that involves...anal sex. You have to be really clean...you know...back there and wash yourself out before and especially after. Have you ever had...an enema?" "Just from those bottled things I think. Once, when I was little and constipated. Mom gave it too me but I don't think it was so bad." "Well this is just like that only a little more...thorough", Aunt Carol said as she folded the red rubber bag with the white hose and plastic nozzle and placed it under her panties in the suitcase. "I know you seemed to enjoy the candle...the other night when we were...playing. Real anal intercourse might...hurt a bit...if you're not stretched...you know...used to it." "I've played with my ass, you know with fingers and such when I played with myself but Chris has never...done it. How long does it take to get used to it?" "Let me see if I can find something that might just make it easier." Aunt Carol packed Alicia's suitcase which included her school uniform and undies. They would be her costume for the first scene. Alicia had really gotten dressed up in a white wrap dress with a blue collar and trim. It wrapped around her and tied at the waist making it easy to undress. Underneath she put on a pair of suntan suspender hose that fit her legs all the way up like pantyhose but just snapped across the waist with no panty part. This left her shaved pussy and inner thighs bare and, given the way the wrap skirt fell open when she sat, was incredibly erotic. I put on a white fitted shirt and hugged my swimmer's torso snugly and black casual pants with no briefs underneath. I took along a single change of clothes since we'd be back in two day's at the latest. We were just about to go downstairs to leave when Aunt Carol came out of the master bathroom with one of her "toys". "I knew I still had one of these." In her hand she had a flesh colored piece of spongy plastic that looked like a small disproportioned penis. The middle was wide and quickly tapered to a blunt end like the tip of a finger. She told Alicia to undo her dress and hold it to one side. Alicia bent forward and spread her luscious cheeks exposing her puckered pink anus. After daubing her with clear lubricant, Aunt Carol eased the plastic plug into Alicia's rectum. "Ooooooo, it feels cold and slippery.", Alicia said taking a quick breath first. "It'll warm up and you won't notice it after a bit. Once it plops inside your body will keep it in you. Just take it out if you need to...go. I would like it back!" Alicia laughed as my aunt wiped her cheeks scrupulously clean of the excess lube. Then she tied her dress around her and we headed downstairs. I had rented a car for the trip knowing that vehicles tended to get "misplaced" once they cross the border. We packed the trunk and Aunt Carol gave Alicia a last good luck hug and kiss in the driveway. Then she came around to me and in a tender voice said, "This is going to be hard for you, darling, even if you don't really think so now. Just remember she wants to go home with you when the filming is over." She gave me a very wet French kiss and squeezed my penis through my pants. Uncle Jerry was less affectionate and just shook my hand. I noticed Alicia was acting reluctant about getting in the car and it worried me. "Hey, Alicia. Are you...getting...nervous about this. I mean you can still..." "God Chris! I'm not nervous, I'm just so horny thinking about doing it...and with this thing up my ass...it's making me real...wet. If I sit on my white skirt all the way down its going to have one big wet spot on my butt." "Well, either go in and put on panties or...just sit right on the seat. Lift up your skirt and sit on the leather upholstery. I'm sure the next guy who rents the car will be eternally grateful for your unique auto air freshener." She tried hiking up the back of the wrap dress but it pulled the front open exposing her stockinged thighs right up to her shaved crotch. "This'll do for now. Just try to avoid taking too long to pass truckers, ok? These windows aren't like the your aunt's car." She sat back and started reading one of her school books. ****** I took about an hour to get across the border. We had to wait at the checkpoint and naturally ended up right next to a big rig. The driver could look down right at Alicia's crotch while she read and ignored his appreciative comments. I finally found the road we needed to get to and followed it for about two miles to a large brick building. "Is this the movie studio or an old Chevy plant?", I muttered as we rolled up to a guard station by the gate. An old man came out and asked if we were in the right place. Then he looked over across me at Alicia who had inadvertently twisted in her seat and had her legs apart. Her vagina was gaping and moist and the old man almost started drooling on my hand resting on the window. "Geez, I guess you folks are in the right place. You can park over by the main entrance. Nice seeing you, honey" Alicia was laughing all the way into the parking lot. She got out and smoothed her skirt covering herself for the first time since we left the house. The leather seat was wet from her as expected but we were late and didn't have time to wipe it off. I carried her suitcase and cosmetics case as we went into the lobby. We passed two gorgeous girls sitting in the "waiting" room who got up and left when their ride arrived outside. Then I went up to the receptionist. "Hi. This is Alici..." "Hi you two. Come on in. I'm Rachel, the A.D. that will be working on Alicia's scenes. That's assistant director if you didn't know." We were greeted by a woman about twenty-five or so wearing a sweater and jeans and carrying a clipboard. She was pretty in a cute way but not in a league with Alicia...or even Aunt Carol for that matter. She gave Alicia a pleasant hug. "Juliette is just so happy that we were able to get you on such short notice. Juliette is our director and you'll love her. She's a pro and real easy to work with, a woman's director if you know what I mean. You'll meet her in a bit but we need to get you ready and into makeup. Come on and follow me." I didn't really know what she meant but she was all business in a "perky" way. I gave her the package of contracts and the model release forms which she looked over as she took us through the "factory". "There is one main studio where we do the shooting which has all the sets in it already. We just move from set to set. This used to be a bra factory but they all moved to China so they bought it real cheap and put in the lights and sound stuff. We do so many videos here it takes a traffic cop to organize things." She was only partly joking. We ended up in what looked like an office with a wooden table, a desk, some chairs, and a platter of bagels and cookies with soft drinks. If this was glamorous I'd hate to see cheap. "Help yourself to the food. It's only 3:00 and we are running a little late so relax. God, I love your dress Alicia. Most of the girls here show up in sweats or jeans. It's nice to have someone with some class around here. I need to let Dr. Ortiz know you're here so he can come in and check you. It's a drag but you know...you can't be too careful. I'll be right back." Alicia was looking cool and collected while I felt like there were butterflies in my stomach. This was too real, and too weird. She very demurely undid her dress, removed the plug from her ass, and placed it in her bag before the doctor came in. There was two short knocks and then Dr. Ortiz stepped in. He was a dark Hispanic about thirty-five or forty with a dark mustache wearing a white lab coat that hung open. He said hello to Alicia and basically ignored me as he explained what he would be doing. "It's all very easy my dear, just like at your gynecologist. I just need to take a look and make sure you're not going to spread anything to the other actors. So, lets just have you get undressed and sit up on the table like so and...open your legs. You can take off your pantyhose and underwear but leave on your dress if you like since we don't usually bother with gowns and such. I keep asking for a decent exam table but will they get one? No. They make millions and I'm lucky to get a new box of latex gloves every month." Alicia simply unwrapped her dress and laid it aside on the table. She didn't have on a bra and there was no point in taking off the suspender hose for a pelvic exam. Dr. Ortiz tried not to show his interest but his eyes were all over Alicia's lovely form and he was impressed by her lack of modesty. She, of course, was loving the whole exhibitionist fantasy trip of it. He put on a latex glove and applied a dab of K-Y. As she opened her legs he noticed that she was already incredibly wet and removed most of the K-Y. "Mmmm. I see we have a real eager beaver here, don't we young lady", he quipped. "No pun intended. Nobody here gets my jokes but...no matter." His right hand fingers began to enter her and she inhaled sharply. Not having ever been to an exam like this I had no idea how long it should take to check things out. As the moments passed I sensed we were into overtime. I also noticed that Ortiz had his other hand across his front and was stroking his penis through his pants as he probed Alicia. She was starting to sound very aroused. I could see he had his thumb sliding over her clitoris as he was probing. "You have a very well developed urethral sponge, did you know that? Have you ever experienced an ejaculation during orgasm perhaps? Yes, very large and firm. Did you feel that pressure." His fingers were stroking his cock in unison with his thumb on her clit and as I watched she arched up lifting her buttocks off the table and started coming. "Ohhhh, yeahhhhhh. That feels so gooood...God, I'm....I'm COMINGGGGG". As Alicia fell back for the moment and Ortiz turned toward me I noticed the swelling wet spot on his dark pants in front. "Are you really a doctor?", I said skeptically. Before he could answer or Alicia could get her legs together there were two short knocks on the door and then Rachel burst in followed by the director, Juliette. "Alicia. This is our director Miss Anderson but all the girls call her Juliette. Juliette, this darling girl is Alicia and she's going to be doing Scene 49a tonight and 50 tomorrow for us." "Hi, Alicia. Don't get up on my account.", Juliette said smiling warmly, while looking right between Alicia's parted thighs. She went over and gave her a peck on the cheek then helped her up off the table while Rachel gave her a terry robe to put on. "She's ok to work. No active sores, no apparent clymidia, just a normal and very healthy girl", said Ortiz as he pulled the latex glove off his exam hand. Rather than dispose of it he put it inconspicuously in his lab coat pocket. A well scented souvenir no doubt for some late night jerking off. What a creep. "Oh, and she's got a great Graffenberg. She might be a squirt star with practice." As Ortiz closed the door behind him Juliette spoke to Alicia. "I see you met the resident quack. He really is a doctor just to ease your mind but he just works for us. Not that the pay is real good but he knows what we like and gets what he likes. Doesn't he?". "God, yes", Alicia said looking at the older blond woman standing across from her, "I've always fantasized about coming like that when the doctor was examining me. When he started on my clit I knew he wasn't a regular doctor but no way was I going to stop him. It was fantastic." "Well, it kind helps get the girls in the mood for the scene. The guys are always ready. The biggest problem with them is keeping them from coming before we've got the scene, the assholes." "Juliette, this is Chris, Alicia's boyfriend", Rachel turned her to me. "Hello Chris", she said extending her long nailed fingers for me to grasp. "You look like you're more scared than Alicia, darling." No. This wasn't happening. I was in the middle of a fucking bra factory in Mexico with my 19 year old girlfriend about to be in her...our, first porn video and the director just happens to be Juliette Anderson. JULIETTE FUCKING ANDERSON. AUNT PEG. I'd been breaking into my dad's stash of porn tapes since I was 11 and he had every one of the Aunt Peg series and bunches of her Swedish Erotica loops. He was a Juliette Anderson freak and he turned me into one from watching her perform while I jerked off trying to keep up with her orgasms. She had such a beautiful mouth, so red and full, and her short, almost boyish blond hair was in real contrast to the other big hair babes she starred with. She was lesbian chic before there was lesbian chic. "Yes, darling. I am Aunt Peg. You weren't hallucinating. I'm behind a video camera now but still in the business." "Miss Anderson, I mean Juliette, I have jerked off to so many of your films I...I feel like...like". "Yes, Chris. I can see what you feel like from that rather impressive bulge in you pants". Her eyes drifted skillfully to my tenting crotch. Her smile was definitely... flirtatious. Although she was mid 60's in age it would be hard to say she looked over 50. I guess a life of orgiastic sex on screen with virtually every major male and female porn star of the '70s and early '80s kept a girl young after all. Her hair was still done in the stylish, blond boycut and her face, although fuller and more furrowed, had all the sparkle and allure of the passionate woman inside. Her trademark breasts were favorites of mine with her large aereoles and nipples that said her lines for her when she was genuinely turned on. The were also a bit bigger and lower but she could obviously afford the constant vigilance of a high priced cosmetic surgeon and she took good advantage of it. She was wearing a black nylon teddy as her top, and a gray and black checked wool skirt which came to her mid thigh. Her legs were still in great shape, under the dark patterned stockings that she had on. She also wore high heeled sandals with an ankle strap that I would have paid dearly to just bend and kiss. After disarming me totally she turned back to the business at hand. "Have you ever acted before, Alicia. Good, I hate fucking actors. What I need is horny. You can have all the Actor's Workshop and method shit, give me a good, screaming orgasm from a really horny lady in heat. That's what we try for. We can fake the lines and hitting the marks but if you can't come with that big, ugly lens three inches from your face or your cunt we don't have a video. It's not about acting, it's about truth. The girls that work in porn either love it for life or get out fast and marry an insurance salesman and move to La Jolla. Is this a trip you really want to take, precious? Be honest.", she said brushing Alicia's hair back in a gesture of support. "I can just come as often as I can. With everyone looking at me?". Juliette's face softened. She knew Alicia was what she was looking for. "Just don't hurt yourself or the camera people and it's all your trip, baby doll. Now, here's scene 49a. You brought your school uniform with you and those girls white panties I hope? Fabulous. It's better to wear your own stuff in a scene than a costume to get into it better. Trust me. Ok, In this scene you're the little school girl who snuck into the football players locker room to watch the guys strip. Except they find you in one of the lockers and decide to give you a real treat. There's four guys in this scene, all black and hung like horses. I know, I've worked with them on ten of these fuckfests. That's why we call them the four horsemen. Anyway, I...you have two main shots in this scene which the girl you replaced was hired for. One is a good DP shot, that's double penetration if you're wondering. The other is the final come bath where the guys jerk off all over your face and tits and stuff. Its really hot when you see it. Anyway, you can play with each of them as long as you want but don't let them come too soon and don't let them fucking come inside you. If they do you tell me and we send them back and they don't work with me again, ok? The rest as we say is improv and hormones. Tomorrow now - there you're going to need know lines but we'll cross that bridge later. For now, we need to get you ready. Rachel will prep you or you can have Chris help you if you would feel better. Just remember, don't look at the cameras, make them look at you. Just imagine all those stiff cocks and wet pussies out there in the dark wanting to get off with you and living their most intimate fantasies through you. You won't disappoint them will you, Alicia?" "No way. This is just too wild. I can't believe I'm doing this and its real." "Rachel take Alicia over to makeup. We'll be right over I just wanted to talk with Chris for a minute." Alicia started to pick up her suitcase and cosmetics case. "Put those down dear. You don't carry anything yourself. Things are done for you. You're the star. It's your pussy up on the screen that sells these videos. If it weren't for you we'd all be back doing infomercials for fucking blenders. Chris will bring your things to you when we're done talking." She was like some warrior goddess. Why did she want to talk with me, alone? "Chris. You're new at all this and a gorgeous, healthy male so I wanted to warn you about the Choke. It's a feeling you're going to get when you see Alicia on the set, getting fucked like crazy and she'll moan or say something that you've only heard in bed with her and it will sound...real. She's not going to know what she's doing because she'll be lost in it but you'll hear it and it will make you go crazy if you don't control it. Darling, understand she is always going to go home with you but while she's up there its all her trip. If you can't handle the Choke then stay back here and don't watch. If you can, you may just enjoy this business and survive." "Thanks Miss Ander...Juliette. God, I loved you in the solo scene you did in the motel room with the mirror between your legs. Your pussy was so open and wet with those big voluptuous labia all spread out like a pink flower and you were stroking yourself with your long red finger nails...I guess it's all is just a business." "No, Chris. It was my trip in my time. It was as real to me as it was to you watching, believe me." She lifted my face up under the chin, smiling. "We always have a wrap party after the last shot tomorrow. Why don't you stop by my office upstairs, I'd really like to...talk about my old movies with you?" She gave me a kiss directly on the lips. Her perfume was a faint patchouli scent.As she was ducking out the door she looked back at me with a very warm smile. "You know, I can really see the resemblance. You look so much like your...Karen...ummmm...Cortland...yes that was her name Karen Cortland. Anyway, bring Alicia's things next door and I'll see you on the set." Ok, so where's the guy who comes out from behind the wall and says you're on Candid Camera. I mean this one blows my fucking mind more than anything I'd experienced since coming to stay with Aunt Carol. How the fuck...how the fuck in the world does Juliette Anderson, porno star...HOW DOES SHE KNOW MY MOTHERS MAIDEN NAME? ****** Still reeling, I picked up the two suitcases and found my way to the makeup room. I spotted Rachel and another younger girl. There were also four black guys sitting or standing about. One was reading a paper, another was listening to his stereo on headphones. Two others were playing cards and joking. The room was clouded from the cigarettes the two guys were smoking as they played. "Say man, you want some pineapple juice.", the tall guy wearing a tank top and khaki pants said to me. I took a glass from him since that seemed to be the only beverage that they had in the room with them. "Is the white dude in this, Rach? I thought this was a interracial trip this scene?" "Chris, this is Trey, Marcelus, Tony, and Alphonso. Guys this is Chris. He's with Alicia." "You one lucky man there Chris. She is hot to trot and we are the horses she's gonna be riding." Everyone laughed which kind of broke the tension. I hadn't seen Alicia. "Alicia's in the bathroom getting ready. You can go in if you want and help. She needs to get...washed out first front and back, then a shower but don't get her hair wet for god's sake we only have 45 minutes till the taping.", Rachel explained. I brought the suitcases into the bathroom with me. It was really just an industrial bathroom with a high ceiling and some shower heads coming out of the gray cinder block walls. My shoes echoed on the concrete floor and I walked in and put the suitcases on a wooden table nearby. The two toilets had stalls but no doors on them and there was only some fluorescent tubes and a small half open window for light. The sinks were just ceramic tubs with a ring all the way around that sprayed water when you stepped on the pedals on the floor. It was clean but ugly as hell. Alicia had just flushed the toilet as I came in and was nude except for a white towel wrapped around her hair. She was as poised as if she were getting ready for the prom. "Well, I guess we better get ready?", she said in anticipation of her cleaning out. I unpacked the red bag and hose from the suitcase and started to fill it up with lukewarm water. Rachel came in and handed me a packet of antiseptic that she said I should dissolve in the water. It was there to keep down yeast infections in the girls which was a real occupational hazard. I hung up the bag and Alicia leaned over one of the ceramic tubs, holding her ass cheeks apart. God, I wanted to fuck her right there but the schedule wouldn't let me. I daubed her with some liquid lube and made sure I got the nozzle in the right hole. "Tell me when you've had enough, Ok Alicia?". As I released the clip I could hear the water surge and gurgle as it flooded into Alicia's tender bowels. She was taking deep breaths and sighing, "Ooooooo." between. I was amazed as the large red rubber bag finally collapsed and fell empty, the entire warm contents having been transferred into Alicia's belly. When she stood up her tummy was bulged out and her back was arched almost like she was pregnant. She massaged her protruding belly sensuously enjoying the odd sensation of pressure and urgency within her abdomen. Eventually urgency won out. She barely made it to the nearby toilet before I heard the explosive gush of all that water reversing the way it went in. She made sure she was quite empty and clean before wiping up and stepping into the next stall. This had been a regular toilet but was now a bidet and Alicia knew just what to do. She was taking a bit too long and I could see she was getting turned out from the water spray on her pussy. Rachel knocked on the door with the 30 minute notice and it brought her back to reality. Finally, she showered and meticulously shaved her legs, arms, and pubic area before wrapping herself in a towel and returning with me to the makeup room. As she came in the eyes of the male talent all turned her way. Without looking up she reached up and undid her towel flashing everyone with her translucent white nude form and smooth shaved pussy lips. No one said anything but they knew this was going to be a great scene. As she turned her buttocks to Rachel the assistant noticed the well faded cane marks striping her otherwise perfect creamy flesh. "I guess I got a little carried away the other night when I was fucking Chris' aunt. No real harm done though". This revelation even shocked Rachel who had no doubt seen about everything in the porn business. "I've got some very light body makeup in my kit and we'll touch you up. I don't want to cover you because you have such beautiful skin but the marks wouldn't fit the character, otherwise I'd leave them. Love taps you might say." Rachel prepared some makeup and applied it lightly to Alicia's backside blending it with her pale skin. Then the younger girl in the room undid the towel on Alicia's head and brushed out her hair. The quickly pulled it all back accept for her short bangs and pinned both sides off her ears with barrettes while the bulk of her hair was clipped with a wide blue bow. She was beginning to look like the high school girl she really was...or at least as I remembered her when we first met. They used very modest eye makeup but her lipstick was a hot candy pink and very glossy. Finally she put on a pair of white lacy bikini panties and a bra under her white cotton blouse. She stepped into her plaid school skirt and zipped it in back then rolled the waist to make it hit her at the top of her thighs. One bend and her panties would be flashing like a white beacon. She slid on her knee socks and I helped her with her saddle shoes while Rachel decided if they would use her blazer. After some discussion she put it on. She looked like the perfect mixture of innocent school girl and provocative slut. It was show time. Rachel was alone with just Alicia and myself. "Alicia, you look absolutely devastating and you're going to be terrific. Just remember what Juliette told you and follow her instructions on the set. And just keep thinking of all the horny guys and gals who will be watching you, just you. They all want you and love you more than anything. The sexiest thing you can do is let it all go, girl, and don't hold back. This is your trip." ****** I followed Alicia and Rachel down a hallway and through a double door onto the "set". It was a large warehouse area about the size of a small small gymnasium with black walls and no windows. I immediately noticed it was much warmer and more humid than the makeup room. We walked around a plywood wall and out front of the set that Alicia would be appearing on. It looked like a typical school locker room with some green metal lockers and benches for changing. There was also a weight machine with a bench and an oversized wooden table with a plastic and foam exercise mat over the top. Several more mats were on the floor and some phony hanging industrial lamps completed the effect. The male talent was already sitting on the table and benches reading or talking to one of the four or five technicians that were adjusting things. There were two large video cameras in front, one a shoulder mounted unit and the other on a low tripod. A boom mike was beside it almost in contact with the floor. Beside the tripod camera was Juliette, sitting in a low canvas chair with her legs crossed, pushing up her checked skirt. "Ok, talent on the set. Lets get the light and sound check and I want Kathy on the close up camera. She's better looking and her breath doesn't smell like what Buster had for lunch." She was kidding with the other male cameraman who smiled back as he adjusted the tripod video camera. She put on a headset with a small mike and told the technician running the audio mixer to get ready. Alicia looked like a toy beside the four black studs she was about to fuck. They were semi-dressed in shoulder pads and ripped T-shirts, some with long spandex shorts and one with just a jock strap that crisscrossed his black buttocks and swung outrageously when he walked with his near erection inside. Kathy, the girl camera operator, was wearing jeans and a white T-shirt with no bra. Her nipples were hard against the fabric even as she busily adjusted her camera and headset. There was some sound checks and Kathy held a light meter up to Alicia's face and frowned a bit. "You've got a really high albedo, you know.", Kathy commented to Alicia. "Thanks, you're kind of cute too. Try not to get my pussy juice all over your big camera, will you.", Alicia responded with a haughty, bitchy tone that was pure bluster. "Chris, would you come over and sit next to me?", Juliette requested as she motioned me over to the chair next to hers. "Alicia, I want you to open the middle locker and kind of crouch down inside. Trey, Alfonso, you guys get over stage left. Tony you're going to open the locker but don't block the opening. We need to see up Alicia's skirt as she's crouching. Marcellus, you get by the weight bench until Tony drags her out. And lose the magazine ok? Places." I could hear the voices in Juliette's headset as the camera, sound, and video technicians all clicked into operation with a kind of professional indifference that pissed me off. These people were just doing jobs like all the millions of slobs in the world with car payments and orthodontist bills and mortgages. It just so happened that their job involved video taping my real girlfriend in her most intimate and personal of acts; acts that would require her to display her inner most emotions and expressions for others to watch and experience through her. If I had been on that set crouching in the locker, knowing that I was about to expose my sexual soul I'd at least have expected those watching to be aroused with me like human beings. This was cold. Fuck them. "Roll tape.". "Speed." "Slate." The LED marker slate was held in front of the tripod camera for the click. Beep, beep, beep, BOOOOP. "Action." The black guys started joking with each other until one of them heard something and opened the locker. Juliette was watching two monitors on a low table just to one side and below her feet. The camera was focussing on Alicia crouched in the locker but it was too high and her skirt was blocking the shot of her pantied crotch which Juliette wanted. "Cut. Buster dolly left and get that thing down under her skirt. Alicia can you just hike up your skirt a bit, sweety. We want to see those lovely white panties and your skirt's in the way." Alicia pulled it to her waist and opened her thighs a bit more. "Just push it back down a bit, hon. Don't be in a hurry. Great." As the camera moved in closer Juliette remarked in a low voice, "Yeah. Look, she's wet the panties clear through in the crotch. Don't lose that. Places. Roll tape." The next take got what Juliette wanted. Alicia was crouched looking very submissive with a big wet stain on her crotch from her very real arousal. I could almost sense her heart pounding at the excitement. If this was going to be a really hot shot Juliette didn't want to interrupt the action if she could help it. Just let nature take its course and hope for the best. She was a pro. The dialogue was pretty insipid but necessary to justify the scene. Alicia was contrite having been caught in an initiation dare. Her sorority had told her she had to spy on the football players, blah, blah, blah. Alicia started turning it around saying she didn't want to get expelled and she'd do anything for these guys if they kept this a secret. Anything consisted first of a rather impromptu tease with Alicia standing on one of the benches and hiking her plaid school skirt with a little pouty girl look while she flashed her very damp panties. She peeled them down in back and showed them her ass but didn't want to take them off too fast. She always enjoyed fucking in the back seat with just her legs up and her panty crotch to one side. I imagined she was setting up for something like it. When she teased them with her shaved pussy the guys started getting serious and started feeling her legs and tits through her clothes. Acting time was over, now it was fucking time. The guy in the jock strap was first to bring out his penis. It was dark and circumcised with a much lighter tip. It was also a big wider around than my penis. Alicia began to stroke it at the base, teasing the wet tip with her tongue. She was getting him really hard without taxing his restraint too soon by stroking his shaft. She had learned well from Aunt Carol. The contrast between her fair blond feminine figure and the muscular, glistening, black male she was masturbating aroused deep, and even dangerous emotions of racial animosity in me that I expected, but not so strong. I was forced to sit with my penis pressing into my crotch in pain while this black stud pleasured himself with my woman. She could barely get four inches of his organ into her mouth without gagging but like a real trooper she kept sucking him while stroking his sagging balls. She repeated the act with two of the others now all nude except for Alicia who still was in her full school outfit. She took off the blazer and blouse and then teased the boys by dropping her bra cups but leaving the bra still hooked around her chest. Her white melons were quickly attacked by the ravenous dudes bringing her nipples to their full glory. Her voice had been artificial until now but I heard her sigh in pleasure as her nipples were being sucked and I knew she was fully turned on and losing control. She lay back on the bench as one of the men lifted her legs pushing up the plaid skirt. Then, as I predicted, she took his penis in her hand as he moved between her open thighs and pulled her nearly transparent panty crotch to one side. On the monitor closeup I could see her open pink lips, gaping in complete arousal and glistening in the bright lighting like syrup. Taking a short detour the guy bent down to her crotch and began licking her pussy and sucking the nectar that had pooled there. I had made love to Alicia every which way and had even watched as she and my Aunt went down on each other at the beach but I had never seen her with another man until now. Watching her enter into intercourse I could see her arousal overtake her. As his tongue worked up and down her lips and teased her clit her breathing quickened and her moaning and murmuring sounded intimate and familiar, unlike anything she could fake by acting. Finally, he straightened up and let her guide his fully erect black penis into her overflowing vagina to feel the wet inner folds, a part of her body only a few fumbling teen boys and myself had enjoyed before now. He glided up into her and pressed against her bare breasts then brought his mouth to her and they embraced, exchanging soulful kisses as their tongues danced in pleasure together. The thrusting was uninterrupted for about three minutes. Then Juliette called "Cut" to get set up on the next shot. Alicia was left panting and flushed as the scene moved to the mat on the floor. She undressed to just her knee socks and saddle shoes and eventually the scene continued with each of the black studs getting to experience the warm recesses of Alicia's womanhood. She had been close to coming about five or six times but always got interrupted for a change of partner. Finally, it was time for the big shot. Alicia sat astride one of the men and impaled herself on his shaft, riding him until he was really good and hard and could sustain the awkward position needed for the shot without losing his erection. Then, Rachel stepped forward and inserted a fingerful of clear lube up Alicia's well exposed anus and wiped the excess. There was no pause in the action, the scene was just too hot and everyone was into it, especially Alicia. The second guy, Trey, still erect from fucking Alicia's vagina now moved behind her, bent into place, and began entering Alicia's virgin asshole. Despite the stretching from the butt plug I could see Alicia's face tighten and her teeth clench as the large black penis began to rent her from behind. It was real and it was painful. Some primordial sense of anger suddenly swept over me demanding that I rush over to the set and throw this fucker across the room and bash his brains in for hurting my lover like that. Juliette noticed my hands were balled in fists and gently reached over and put her hand on my forearm. I looked at her and she smiled holding her fingers to her throat. I understood. Double penetration is not hard to do but its hard to get good camera angles because the natural positions block the parts the audience wants to see. The anal partner has to ride unnaturally high and the woman ends up with a lot of weight on her hips as she's trying to keep fucking the guy that in her vagina. It's always a compromise between the best shot and the best action. What no one had counted on was just how horny Alicia and the two black dudes were at this point. All three were drenched in sweat which rained down on Alicia's back from above. Her vagina was awash and even her anus had developed its own lube from the friction of the large penis up inside her. Her sounds and face indicated she was a bitch in heat beyond caring if her own mother walked in on her at this moment. I could feel every thrust in my own penis and was rocking in synch with the action occurring a few feet from me. It was bizarre watching this frenzied nude threesome locked in shared sexual passion, surrounded by the artifacts of an indifferent technology, a cold electronic eye, feeling nothing. Juliette whispered for Kathy to get the hand-held lower. There was a sense of awe that enveloped even the most hardened of the porn crew. As if it were choreographed by Mother Nature herself I watched the most perfect three way come shot ever filmed unfold. It began with Alicia nearly screaming, "Oh, god. I'm...I'm goi...I'm going to come...yesss...Oh shhh...Oh I'm COMINGGGGG, Ohhh, Ohhh, OHHHH". Almost immediately the guy beneath her, driven insane by her vaginal massaging, withdrew his glistening cock and shot a solid load of semen up over her ass cheeks and back. With her vaginal opening gaping open from the withdrawing penis, my darling Alicia orgasmed, ejaculating several spurts of clear fluid that ran deliciously down the jerking penis below that was smacking against her butt. A second or two later the guy in her ass withdrew at the last instant barely getting out before shooting his own full load of hot semen against her tight puckered asshole which then ran down over her vagina and drooled down onto the guy below. Alicia and her co-stars rolled onto the mat and caressed one another long enough to close the scene. "CUT." There was a moment of silence, more from awe at what they had just seen than any professional discipline, then spontaneous applause broke out among the crew. "You better have that all on tape or I'm personally going to cut your balls off.", Juliette warned, only half kidding. She leaped out of her chair and called, "TOWEL", then grabbed the white terry towel and brought it to Alicia on the mat still woozy from her orgy. "Darling, that was absolutely the most fantastic...how did that feel, Alicia, coming like that with the camera on you? Did you love it?" "It was so awesome...just fucking with all you watching...and the...the camera. I just looked straight at the fucking sound guy staring at me and just came...looking right at him while he watched me. God, I don't... I don't want it to stop". As Alicia was getting toweled off by Rachel, Juliette gave her a sweet kiss on the forehead. "We're going to take a break to reset the lights for the come bath shot so just relax. Alicia, you are one horny little lady but I adore you." I wanted her so much, all sweaty and panting and streaked with semen. The next shot was just her getting covered in semen as the four studs jerked off over her face and tits. As she stroked two of them at a time they would break off and take over their orgasm making sure to get the biggest spurts to land on her mouth and face. After all four had discharged on her she was left lying on the mat, her face and hair dripping with the still warm semen. I grabbed a towel and looked down at her as she looked up at me. "God, Chris. I hate to say it but I'm still so horny. I...I want to fuck... you, right here, now. Get those fucking clothes off and fuck me. I don't care who is watching or sees us just, please make love to me". Silently, I undressed as the technicians beside me were disassembling the equipment. I moved between her thighs now spread open to receive me and entered her familiar vagina, now soft and very wet from her vigorous fucking and coming. As her passion rose she held me to her and begged, "Chris, I want you to come...inside...come inside...darling...I want your come in me. Ohhhhhh." I fought my every instinct and let my load go inside her beloved vagina mixing for the first time with her copious wetness. It was the closest I'd ever felt to her and we kissed for nearly ten minutes as we came down from our love making. The semen that streaked her breasts tasted sweet like... pineapple juice. "For my...personal collection.", Juliette said as she stepped from the shadows wearing only her black teddy and patterned thigh top stockings, holding her 8mm video camera. ****** Rachel was standing by the door leading from the set as Alicia and I walked around to the backside. I was holding my clothes while Alicia had picked up a terry robe tossed on the mat by one of the crew. "Alicia, this is Gunther. He's a friend of the producer and wants to talk to you about...some extra work.", Rachel said somewhat distastefully. She introduced us to a German guy about 25 or 30 with a Van Dyk beard and shades. He had two expensive professional cameras around his neck and spoke with an accent. He said he worked for a European publisher that specialized in "unusual" porno and was willing to give us a grand if Alicia would let him take some shots of her "cleaning up". I thought the idea was as weird as this guy looked but before I could tell him to kiss off Alicia looked at him with her new, tough bitch expression and said she'd give him all the shots he wanted. We returned to the makeup room where the last of the male co-stars had already split and went into the empty, echoing toilet area. Alicia took off her robe and stood under the spray of the shower rinsing the semen and sweat off her creamy white body while the German guy snapped a few setup shots. She teased him as long as possible playing with her tits and vagina but both of them knew what he was after. I had refilled the red rubber bag and hung it where she could get to it. She didn't bother with lube but just slid the plastic nozzle up into her ass and released the clamp for her second 'purging' of the day. She was 'ooing' and 'ahhing' and the water gurgled into her and the German's cameras were clicking and whirring like mad. After she emptied the bag she jerked the nozzle out and dropped it to the tile floor. Her belly was protruding and she massaged it as she had before. Finally, she leaned over the ceramic tub playing with her vagina and clit between her legs as the German guy kept getting closer and closer for better shots right behind her. When she had him within a foot or so of her buttocks she grabbed her clitoris in her thumb and forefinger and stroked herself briskly, knowing this would make her come very fast and hard. She threw her head back and her thighs shuddered as her orgasm swept over her. As it subsided she immediately experienced a very intense urge to void her bowels. She squeezed against the side of the tub while grabbing her ass cheeks in her hand and spreading them to the max. She let out a long, "Oooooooooooo," as if her guts were splitting, which they probably were. Her anus opened to about an inch in diameter and a round, smooth column of water arched from her hole. Its trajectory made a perfect hit on the chest of the German photographer and trailed down over his cameras taking at least five seconds to dissipate.The German was so shocked that he fell backward onto the wet puddled floor further soaking his brown pants. I was laughing, of course, as was Alicia. He still gave us the grand. "I've felt like that when I was sick but I never felt like going like that... just for...fun. Guys are such perverts! I could throw up and it would turn some guy on.", she said afterwards trying to fathom the unfathomable. Alicia cleaned up up quickly and spent several minutes putting on fresh makeup and changing back into her white dress and suspender hose even though we were only going to go back to the resort for the night. It was if she had to reestablish her femininity and modesty after the utter debauchery that she had displayed before the cameras, and after. Dressing up separated her from that world for the time being and she could just be a normal, private, and very beautiful young woman. We got back in the car which was infused with her woman scent. The sun had dried her wetness on the leather turning it to white, powdery stains. We had about a forty minute drive to get from the studio to the resort and it would give us some time to chat about the days events and what was to come. "I guess the scene tomorrow should be fun. It's with four other girls or something", I began. "Alicia, I...well I didn't realize you...liked girls until you had your night with Aunt Carol. I mean...have you...do you like girls better or the same or what...and when did you...like decide?" "You sound like you're jealous or something. I don't like girls or boys better, its just different. And I really haven't done anything with girls other than your aunt. I really only can think of two other times I had anything, like, sexual to do with another girl and they were really pretty harmless. There was this girl named Cindy Holt that had tried out for cheerleaders but didn't make it because she was a little heavy. This was my sophomore year two years ago when I was first on the team. She used to try to hang out with me and carried my books and stuff which was kind of weird. I guess she liked me because she was always looking at me and I had really developed my figure that year. One day after practice I was late getting off the field and when I got back to the locker room to change everyone had gone. I got undressed and into the shower but I forgot to pull the plastic curtain over the stall since I figured I was alone. After I started I looked over and Cindy was standing in the doorway just watching me shower. I realized I liked her looking at me and I just kept washing myself letting her get a good look. But she never came over or did anything, she just watched and then left. I remember that I felt really horny from the experience and was, you know, wet. Anyway, the next day I went into the girls bathroom to take a pee and Cindy followed me trying not to let me see her. I got in one stall and I heard her get in the stall next to mine. I pulled down my panties and started peeing which usually made a loud noise in the tile bathroom but I didn't hear Cindy start to pee. When I stopped and wiped myself I could hear her rubbing herself. It was kind of a rhythmic, mushing wet sound that any girl would know right away. I waited and listened getting hot thinking about it and my hand started touching myself as well. I could hear her breathing and moaning and she could hear me and we excited each other without even touching. It was so secret and dangerous at the time. We both had orgasms and mine lasted a long time I remember because I was so worked up. We never talked about it though and she moved away about two months later. Does that qualify as sex with a girl?" "I suppose but weren't you curious what she would have felt like or tasted like. I mean, didn't you want to really experience her instead of just imagining it". "I've always wanted to really caress another woman's breasts. I had such a dreamy time with Carol, she has such gorgeous breasts and I explored her with my hands and mouth for an hour. We didn't ever rush anything that entire night which is something that you guys can't seem to do. It took me...back... to my first...experience...with another woman. I was 13 and really worried that I wouldn't get a figure or develop breasts, you know, like all late bloomers. Anyway, it was my parents anniversary and my mom had gotten all dressed up and made a big dinner and everything. She even had me go off to bed early so she could have a romantic night of it. Well, after about half-an-hour my dad called and said he was with a big client and wouldn't be home until after eleven. My mom was really pissed and slammed the phone down. I guess she opened the bottle of wine she had and drank most of it because when I got up around ten the lights were still on in the living room and she was passed out on the sofa. I felt real bad for her, I'd never seen her drunk like that in my life before. I got her up enough to walk her back to her room and try to get her into bed. She was fumbling with her dress and I got it off her along with her slip. What I hadn't expected was that underneath she had put on this white corset with long garters and sheer stockings. She never wore underthings like that and they looked so pretty and feminine. She had nice breasts and a woman's figure with hips and I...I wanted to see her naked. She was pretty groggy and didn't resist as I unclipped her stockings and took off her corset. She still had on a little white G-string panty underneath. I helped her stretch out on the bed and put her clothes away. When I thought she was asleep I stood next to the bed with the light still on and just looked at her breasts. She has very large nipples and they looked so beautiful as they rose up and down when she breathed. I had on just a short chemise top and my panties and I remember reaching up and lowering my panties to my thighs and touching myself while I looked at her. I touched my finger to her right breast and then let my hand rest on it as I played with myself. She had bluish veins around the dark part and I wanted to kiss them so badly. Before I could come I heard my dad's car pull up and I nearly tripped over my panties as I ran back to my room. My heart was pounding a mile a minute afraid that my mom would remember but she didn't...except for... The next day when she had a hangover I guess we got in some stupid argument about clothes. I was sassing her and she just lost it. She grabbed me in the bathroom and sat on the tub taking me over her lap. I had on just my panties and bra and she pulled down my panties and spanked me really, really hard with the bristle side of her hairbrush. I was in tears for hours and totally shocked because it was the first and last time she ever did anything like it to me. I guess I kind of reenacted that scene with your Aunt Carol except we got carried away and she used that little whippy stick of hers." "Did you ever tell this to your Dad. He is so uptight he probably would have really punished you." "No, I never did but not because of that. My Dad is not all he seems either. I never told even my mom this but I haven't been able to wear the same pair of panties twice since I was 14. He would go into my laundry hamper and take them out." "What would he do, get off with them?" "No, even weirder. He was selling them to some old men who would write him letters asking for them." "How did you find out he was selling them", I asked utterly amazed at what I was learning about Alicia's growing up female experience. "Well, one time I got my period early before I had remembered to put in a tampon and I totally ruined my panties, I mean they were stained in...well, you know. Anyway, I tried to just throw them out in a plastic bag but the next day the bag was gone from my bathroom. Then Saturday, out of the blue, he just gave me fifty dollars to buy some nice clothes. He also gave me extra money just for buying panties which I had to do every other week or I'd be going around bare-assed at school. He never told me directly but I figured it out over time." "Geez. Back to your mom. Isn't she suppose to meet us in the lobby at the resort. I still don't know why she decided to come down here to see her daughter work in a porno movie. It's a little bizarre. And something else. When I was talking with Juliette before the scene she said something that really freaked me. She said I looked just like Karen Cortland. That's my mom's name before she got married. How could she know something like that?" "Its probably just a coincidence or something. Did your mom ever meet her like when she was younger before she was married to your dad?" "No way. Mom has never even seen a porno movie in her life unless maybe Dad showed it to her. But to actually meet a porno actress. No way, I just can't see it. Not Mom". The Aqua D'Oro resort entrance was just up on the left and I pulled into the lot. I took our bags to the bellhop and went up to the desk to sign in. There were two very attractive girls behind the desk in tailored suits. Our eyes met and they smiled, and I smiled, and the wheels all clicked into place. Holey shit Uncle Jer. ****** The resort was only a few years old and very elegant with a large lobby adjacent to the dining area. It was built in a semi-circle around the large outside heated pool facing the Pacific ocean. We would be on the seventh floor facing northwest with a terrific view from the individual room balconies. Samantha was sitting in one of the oversized chairs reading with her legs crossed and spied us when we came into the lobby. "Alicia, sweetheart, Hiiieee. I made it.", she chirped giving Alicia a kiss and a hug. She was in her 40's, just a few years older than Aunt Carol. She was wearing a navy and white polka dot dress with a loose pleated skirt that fell about six inches above her knees when she stood. She was almost the same height in her navy and white high heels as Alicia at 5'8 but while Alicia was blond and fair she had auburn short hair that was flipped under and skin that was darker from her makeup. She was pretty with a slight overbite that made her lips seem to be slightly parted at all times. She wasn't a size 6 but she carried her fuller figure nicely and I noticed she was wearing Chanel which I found very...elegant. I greeted her with a friendly kiss which I tried to sustain to enjoy her fragrance but she eased away, a bit embarrassed. "Well, I guess you two have been having quite a time. First, getting to be together at your Aunt's and now this Mexican holiday. Alicia, I hope you're using protection. You can't be too careful at your age." She was doing her mom bit to a tee as we walked over to the dining area. It was just after six thirty. The dining room was busy but not crowded. Most of the guests were young or middle aged couples and some seniors. There were no children anywhere which was not unexpected, this was billed as an adult resort. I listened as Alicia and Samantha danced around the truth of what Alicia was involved in. I finally broke into the chitchat as the waitress took our drink order and left. "Did Aunt Carol explain to you the kind of video that Alicia is making? These are kind of...adult...you know." "Well, she was just so wonderful on the phone about the whole business and the amount of money that Alicia could make. She did mention that their might be some occasional nudity but, you know, even the big stars are doing things like that. Its not such a terrible thing anymore". Seated beside us within earshot was a senior couple all very dressed up, he in a suit and she in a print evening dress and diamond earrings. He was probably a CEO of some big corporation on holiday. I noticed the woman was glancing our way as she heard bits and pieces and scowling her indignation at such talk. "Mom, its a little more...personal than that...I mean...weell, Chris, what do I mean?" "Ah...Samantha it's that instead of just...play acting, you know. Well, it's more realistic and visu...there's not much left to the imagination...ahhh." Samantha looked directly into my eyes with a sudden expression of recognition that pierced the bullshit like a bullet. "I assume you mean like fucking and sucking. Is that what they have you do, Alicia, fuck and suck?" The woman beside us uttered an audible gasp and glared our way as Samantha's words carried beyond our table and silenced a section of the busy room. "So... you know... everything. My Aunt told you about Alicia and her and me and...videos." "When your aunt first called and we got talking, I don't know, it rekindled something in me. Our little sex show in front of the fraternity boys was one of the most exciting things I'd ever done in my life. I was so free when I was young but...it all changed with marriage and a child, or at least I thought. Your Aunt got me thinking about it all over and I realized how much I'd missed by...being safe. I just...I just wanted Alicia to know...how it really felt to be that wild and outrageous...beyond shame." She looked down at the table and then up at Alicia's gray-blue eyes, so like her own and continued, "I knew you were more like me than I had imagined from the time you were barely 13. When you found me drunk and got me ready for bed that time on our wedding anniversary, I was only partly asleep. I'd had a lot of wine but not so much that I didn't remember you undressing me, and then...touching me on my breasts. I never spoke to you about it because I was...I was too ashamed of myself. I could have stopped you Alicia, darling, but I didn't because, maybe it was the wine...I don't know but...I was aroused by it, very much. I was hoping you would take off the little G-string panties I had on and... touch me there like you were touching yourself. God, with my own daughter. It was so sick that I was afraid to look at you the next day. All that emotion came out as anger when I spanked you so hard. I'm so sorry for that darling, I know you never understood what I was feeling. I've never told anyone this until now, not even your father who would have left me if he'd known I'm sure." The waitress had returned with our drink order. She was a very leggy redhead wearing a too short pleated black skirt with no hose and stiletto heeled pumps. "Let's see. The carafe of house red for the ladies and for the gentleman the grande pina colade, no rum. Kind of a waste of time isn't it?" she mused as her eyes shot a glance to my crotch undetected by either Alicia or Samantha. "I just had a taste for the pineapple juice, you know.", I returned looking at the inside of her silky white thigh just below her ridiculous skirt. She dropped her pen from the pocket of her white starched blouse that was open to expose an ample bit of cleavage. I knew just what she was going to do next and both Alicia and her mom were distracted as they poured out the wine they had ordered. My only concern was the scowling matron at the next table who was looking directly at me. As I returned her eye contact our waitress bent forward keeping her knees nearly locked to pick up her trusty pen. Her skirt lifted in back giving me a glorious flash of her natural red fur piece framed by her white thighs and lower buttocks. I slid my hand inconspicuously up the inside of her smooth inner thigh and stuck my extended thumb directly up into her waiting snatch. Her thighs clenched a moment until I withdrew my moist prize. Without comment, she straightened up and continued on her way, so much the happier I suspected. Locking eyes with the now flustered matron I held my thumb under my nose and inhaled the fresh, distinct scent of the waitresses' womanhood then sucked it clean and smiled. Utterly appalled, she threw her napkin onto her plate and demanded that her husband and she leave that instant in a real snit. I rejoined the conversation between Samantha and Alicia. "When you...started to really become a woman...and were so beautiful and fresh and young I...envied you, and hated you, and...oh god...and...wanted to...hold you...so bad. Do you remember all the chats we had...while you were in the bathtub. I'd always come in and talk with you about woman things and such." "I kind of enjoyed it with you there and me nude in the tub. It felt like we were real close and I could be myself with you like best friends. Did it...turn you on to see me...like that?" "I would plan my whole day around those moments. It was like a dream for me but I had to pretend it was just fun and harmless. All these years." "Mom, this isn't supposed to sound strange and I don't want you to...when I was with Chris' Aunt Carol I...we got into pretending when we were really heavy into our love making and I...was calling her...Mom...as we were like doing it. It felt so incredibly perverse and exciting and I got off on it really hard. This is really heavy but...god, I can't say it...I think we should...really try...I mean." Alicia and Samantha were syllables away from transgressing the most powerful of social taboos. Nothing Samantha had fantasized about would be equal to the actual consummation of such a shocking and unimaginable violation of decency and morality. If it was not done correctly with both of them fully prepared for the act it could destroy their real relationship for the rest of their lives. I knew Alicia had learned well from her experience with my aunt and performing on the video but I still doubted Samantha's resolve. She would need to be brought to her daughter in such an aroused, irrational state that the consummation of incest would be inevitable and profoundly pleasurable for both of them. She needed a crash course in letting go. I spoke to both Alicia and Samantha of my concerns and from Samantha's expression I knew I was right. Then, I described what I believed was needed as I spoke directly to Samantha, "Your fantasies are all well and good but until you've put aside all your deepest reflexes of decency and morality you won't be able to cross over from fantasy to actual experience. The inhibitions are there even if you don't think they are. They'll interfere and the result will be humiliation and frustration rather than...joy. Alicia, I need to be with your mom for about and hour, alone. If you like you can sit out by the pool and I'll call you when I think its time for you to join us. Is that ok?" She rose slowly from her seat and went to her mom's side. Samantha was still looking down at her plate uncertain of what she was going to do. Alicia took her mother's hand from the table and brushed it across her breasts before touching it to her lips. "I'll be there, mom, no matter how you feel. I love you in so many ways already. This will be just...one more." She turned and disappeared out the large glass doors that led to the pool. There was still a good two hours of summer light and a gentle breeze was blowing in from the ocean. ****** "I want to play a childish game with you Samantha but if you agree to play it will be one of the most difficult games you've ever attempted. Its Simon Says and I'm Simon. Simon will never tell you to do anything that is harmful or illegal but everything else...imaginable...is fair game. Simon will tell you what to do but I will be your will, not Simon's, that makes you actually do what he asks. You must decide to act quickly without censuring yourself or you won't enjoy the liberating benefits. And you must allow yourself to experience the reality of your acts...you must be clear and aware of what you are doing, no drugs or alcohol. Now, Samantha, do you understand the game and are you ready to begin?" She was struggling against all that she had ever known as a proper woman. She could scarcely imagine what I would be having her do, yet she had to obey me completely...and...submit herself to me. With an arrogant sniff that tried to mask the faint tears welling in her eyes she replied, "Sure, what the fuck." Her first command was to simply turn her chair so that she was facing out into the center of the dining room with her legs out from under the table. There were perhaps eight or ten couples and singles enjoying their meals, unconcerned with the attractive woman in the navy and white polka dot dress that was seated across from them. "Simon says, open your knees six inches." She looked down, her face flushed in shame. I reminded her of the rules and repeated Simon's demand. Slowly, her knees separated, drawing her skirt up on her thighs. Simon next demanded twelve inches. Her crotch was now in plain sight although it was veiled by her sheer panty hose and the white bikini panties she was wearing underneath. I watched her face, trying to experience the emotions she was feeling. She was exposing herself in violation of all she had ever learned about being a 'lady'. Sure, you could see more at the beach in a bikini but that wasn't the point. It was her open thighs that was most shamed her. This was an unmistakable signal from Samantha that she was receptive...she was prepared for, and wanted intercourse. It was basic body language for, 'Fuck me' and every man and woman in the dining room watching her knew it. After several long seconds we got up and headed for the elevators to take us up to our room where the came could proceed even further. As luck would have it the matron and her CEO husband were waiting for the same elevator. She refused to acknowledge our existence however her husband did smile at Samantha and let her on ahead. I whispered her next demand as I stood beside her on one side of the elevator while the older woman and her husband stood opposite us on the other wall. When the door closed I touched Samantha's hand as a signal that Simon had just spoken. Trembling, she lowered her hands to her thighs and began gathering the material of her dress in folds pulling the entire skirt above her waist. She was standing fully exposed in her pantyhose and panties as the astonished woman looked on, speechless. Finally, Samantha reached under the waistband and slid both undergarments off her hips and onto her thighs exposing her pubic triangle. In a shocked, indignant voice the woman said, "My dear woman, lower your skirt immediately and cover yourself or I shall have you arrested. You are a slut and should...should be...LOWER YOUR SKIRT THIS INSTANT!". The door opened with Samantha still holding her navy and white polka dot pleated skirt to her chest, her sheer stocking shimmering on her legs with her buttocks and vagina completely exposed. Still huffing, the couple hurried out with the husband looking back over his shoulder all the way. I let her draw up her undies and drop her skirt long enough to find our room. Once inside we began again. Simon instructed her to open the heavy drapes that covered the room windows and pull back the sheer curtains as well. The large patio doors looked out on a small balcony with a simple wrought iron railing. Beyond the balcony was a view across the semi-circle of the resort to the rooms on the other side and just to the left a view of the blue ocean. Seven stories below was the pool which could only be seen while standing on the balcony itself. We could hear the splashing and frolicking of the vacationer's below. "Simon says, walk over to the window and stand there facing out as you remove your dress". She could only imagine the unseen eyes that might by chance be looking across at her as she unzipped the dress and lowered it to her ankles. She wore a white lace bra that matched the panties she had on under her hose. She expected me to next demand she remove the bra but I preferred a more direct approach. I instructed her to remove her pantyhose and panties together while still facing out. Her breathing quickened as the utter excitement of what she was doing in full public view began to arouse her as she hadn't been aroused in years of proper marriage. I watched her reflection in the glass as she stepped out of her shoes then slipped her fingers in the waistband of her panties underneath again and drew both undergarments down over her thighs and calves together, finally tugging them off each foot. She had dark brown pubic hair that spread in a triangle from thigh to thigh and up nearly to her navel. It was thinner at the upper edge and I could see her Caesarean scar veiled beneath. With her face and chest flushed she removed her bra next and at last stood utterly nude before the well lit window. Had she sincerely balked at any of my requests I would have gladly stopped the game, no questions asked. I wasn't going to make her do anything she didn't have the will to do. But she never even hesitated at my requests, complying the first time in total obedience. I undressed behind her before giving her the next command. She was instructed to climb atop the small writing desk to her left, in plain view of the window. She was on all fours as I strolled behind her and spread open her pussy for the first time. She had thinnish labia, similar to her daughters, but much more crimson befitting her maturity. Her clit was also quite prominent from her years of solitary masturbation, I suspected. I tasted her wetness and she moaned in pleasure. It was totally different than either Alicia or my Aunt's scent. The slight urine quality was mixed with a very distinct musk scent and the general fragrance of her cologne. As I penetrated her from behind she eased back into my advancing penis. It was quickly enveloped in her warm, well lubricated inner folds. She was looser than Alicia, of course, due to childbirth but had the same muscular control which was distinctive for her and Alicia and not present in my aunt's vagina. As I thrust in and out slowly I reached down and picked up the hotel phone. "Yes, I'd like you to page Alicia Aronesti at...mmmm...at the pool please, I'll hold." We continued to fuck, Samantha was now fully aroused, moaning and murmuring incoherently. We could hear the loud speaker as Alicia was paged. "Would guest Alicia Aronesti please pick up any of the house courtesy phones. Alicia Aronesti." A few moments later I heard Alicia come on the other end. "God, Chris. I've been sitting down here and wondering what you were doing. Are you in the room? Where's Mom?" I reached around Samantha's waist and began vigorously massaging her engorged clitoris with my two fingers. Its was wet and slippery. I pulled out my penis and began rubbing it over her clit as well. "Wait, Mom wants to talk to you", I said. I had carefully timed my response to coincide with the rising crescendo of Samantha's long delayed and very intense first orgasm. As the phone was held beside her she began coming, "Ohhhhh...God that's so good...I'm going to...come...now...OHHHHHH." "Alicia, you still there?" "Chris, you're such a crazy fuck. God, I want to come up so bad. When can I come up?" "Wait, I have one more demand for your mom. Can you see up to our room from where you are?". Alicia began looking up and then gasped at what she saw. "You're fucking her on a desk! Everyone down here can see! My God, Chris you'll get us arrested! You crazy bastard." "Keep watching." I said as I withdrew my penis and explained the last act of exhibitionist perversion to the now liberated Samantha. She went to the sliding windows and opened them deliberately then strode out onto the balcony totally nude except for her high heels. The slight breeze flipped her shortish hair and the golden light from the setting sun turned her skin a reddish bronze. She positioned her self momentarily with her legs slightly bent and spread open. She made a curious gesture I hadn't ever seen of licking her teeth as if to clean them of her lipstick then parted her mouth in a churlish, arrogant pout. In front of the assembled guests below, those watching across from the opposite rooms and, of course, especially in front of her own 19 year old daughter, she let down a twisted yellow ribbon of her piss that cascaded from her vagina. It splashed onto the concrete patio, rained over the edge, and finally, evaporated in the air. "God, Chris can you imagine what must be going through her head, just peeing with everyone watching. I can't wait any more. I'm coming up." Samantha calmly returned to the room closing both the patio door and the sheer curtains but leaving the drapes open. I took her in my arms and we embraced, the game having ended for now. We fell back onto the bed and I entered her again feeling the tiny droplets of her pee on my belly as I penetrated her. It was rapturous but I resisted coming and turned her on her side facing away from me. I lifted her thigh so that I could enter her from behind and below, holding her against me and caressing her breasts as we thrust. She was lost in pleasure in the fading, shadowy twilight that spilled in through the window. I heard Alicia come in the door and watched as she glided, almost transfixed over to the bed where her boyfriend was presently fucking her mother. She untied her dress and let it fall to the floor but retained her stockings and shoes. She moved onto the far side of the large bed and began caressing her mother's breasts with her hands. As she brought her mouth to her mother's and embraced her as only a lover would ever do, with tongues and sweetness and...lust, I could no longer contain my own orgasm. I ran my hands over Samantha's face, through Alicia's long hair and then back, discharging a huge load of hot semen into Samantha's wet vagina. Having spent my load, I passed the torch to my beloved Alicia to consummate perhaps the rarest of all perverted acts that violates the most sacred of taboos, mother-daughter incest. ****** I wish I could say that their lovemaking was somehow more animated or spectacular but it was much like what Alicia had done with Aunt Carol. They caressed each other's breasts and nipples with mouths and fingers, spending a long time just whispering to one another between outbursts. Alicia was the first to receive oral sex from Samantha and experienced her first of about four orgasms that I counted during their encounter. Alicia wanted desperately to reciprocate and spent nearly fifteen minutes toying with her mother's vagina before letting her come in ecstasy. They rested a bit before moving into 69 position with Alicia on top. As her mother licked Alicia's vagina from below she inserted two fingers into her and massaged inside. Alicia responded with a very sudden sharp orgasm and several spurts that left her mother smiling and relieved. Between muffled love making she whispered that she had once had that happen and thought it was pee but now that she had tasted it she knew it was really just wetness from inside. What the observer could not see was the internal, subtle communication that was transpiring between them. They were touching in a way that reshaped all that they had been or would be. All the denial and fear and shame were joyfully forgotten leaving only this moment, this fulfillment, of an unspeakable passion that has been experienced by only a few thousand women in all of human history. When each had been satisfied the two women, mother and daughter, lay naked and unashamed, wrapped in each others arms, sleeping peacefully on the king size bed. I was left to my dreams for the moment, in awe of the power of such passionate women. My reverie was brief. Sometime in the wee hours I came out of my groggy sleep distinctly aware that I had an erection and that someone was giving me head. Only a single room light was on but as I peered through half open eyes I could see the nude forms of Alicia on my left and Samantha on my right. Samantha was sucking me as Alicia looked up smiling. "You weren't supposed to wake up. We were trying an experiment to see if we could make you come in your sleep. It happens to us girls a lot but Mom said it couldn't happen to men. I guess now we'll never know." I rolled onto my back and the two women continued their playful exploration of my penis and balls like I was a science experiment. Samantha was stroking my balls with her finger nails while Alicia tongued just my moist little slit. They'd ask what felt best and giggled like schools girls while they drove me nuts. I reached down and began stroking Samantha's labia through her wiry dark bush which was wet. Her pink inner membranes contrasted with the darker hue of her protruding labia which curled about her vaginal opening. Taking my hint she slid up the bed, lifted her left leg over my chest and straddled me, facing my feet. I eased her hips up towards my face and spread her open with my fingers. The her pubic hair was encrusted with drops of dried come and her own wetness As I penetrated her with my tongue a thin strand of my semen from this afternoons fucking rolled onto my tongue. I fell back on the pillow and in perfect, stuporous, Homer Simpson style exclaimed, "Mmmmmmmm...peeen-yaaaaa colaaaadaaaaa." Alicia mounted me facing her mom. My well primed penis once again was ensheathed by her warm, muscular, and very lubricated young vagina. As she used me, she felt her mothers breasts. Samantha returned the gesture, then let Alicia suck her while I was sucking her clit into my mouth. It was a truly joyful orgy of complete hedonist abandon. I thought afterward how simplistic and unsatisfying watching sex was compared to the multi sensual experience of doing it. The feel of the women's skin, Alicia so smooth like doeskin or velvet while Samantha's skin was more mottled with tiny, nearly invisible hairs on her buttocks and around her nipples. The smell of their hair which was different from their skin which was different from their genitals. The soft pendulousness of Samantha's breasts which Alicia massaged gently as she ground against me, coming at least twice in short succession. The sound of each of their voices, not just as they convulsed in heart pounding orgasm, but all during sex as they whispered and murmured and even... laughed playfully. I began to understand why most women find porn so totally unsatisfying. They delight in all the senses while paper and video tape are flat, lifeless...boring, compared to the textures and smells and sounds of a real living human being. Still, I mused, real life does have its limitations. There's no freeze-frame button. Alicia dismounted me so that she and her mom could enjoy making me ejaculate together which was their real objective since waking up. She had told me when she first came to visit how much she loved watching a man really shoot his load, the animal-like sense of it. With both Samantha and Alicia's faces inches from my penis Alicia began stroking my whole shaft with her slippery fingers. When she felt my first pre-ejaculation spasm she looked directly at her mom and took my penis in her mouth about three inches just enough to capture every drop of my volcanic ejaculate which took about ten seconds to subside. Laying back, I could see in the subdued light as Alicia slid over to Samantha and embraced her lips with my semen still in her mouth. Then Samantha, now on her back, opened her mouth while Alicia, holding herself by her arms above, opened hers as well. A large glob of semen mixed with saliva rolled off Alicia's pink tongue directly into Samantha's gaping mouth and, with one hedonistic swallow, down her throat. Alicia was sitting opposite her mom and fingering herself. Samantha sat up and locked eyes with her daughter and began doing the same as they competed to excite the other and intensify their onastic pleasure. After two orgasms like this I finally had to break in. "Will you two give it a rest already? We've go a full day of video fucking tomorrow and you're going to be too sore to fuck anyone at this rate Alicia." She pummeled me with a pillow in protest but agreed she'd had an incredible day and she needed to build up for tomorrow. For now she retired to the other bed while Samantha and I cuddled a bit before falling back asleep in each others arms. The sound of the 9:00 wake up call startled me from a sound sleep. I rolled out of bed right over a big wet spot on the sheet and splashed some water on my face before waking Alicia and her mom, neither of whom even stirred when the phone rang. I gave them first shot at the bathroom since the ladies would no doubt take longer to get ready and made some coffee for all of us. I brought their cups into the bathroom where Alicia had run the large tub. "Care to join us?", Alicia offered. "Hey, you've got a 10:30 call and if we start into this shit again you're never going to make it. Can we just think about business for ten minutes, sweetheart?" My concerns went unheeded as Alicia and her mom were determined to reenact and fulfill their bathtub fantasy this time with the freedom to consummate what had only been suppressed dreams before. They got in the tub and washed each other, mixing it with playful lovemaking but nothing real wild. After a bit they got out, dried off, and went to work putting on their makeup and brushing out their hair, both still nude with no concern for privacy. Samantha had brought Alicia a change of clothes, a short, print tunic dress with spaghetti straps which barely covered her buttocks. In the interest of preventing a big mother-daughter fight Alicia agreed to wear the white thong panties her mom had brought but only after a protest. There was no question she would not wear the matching bra. She stepped into white, high heeled sandals with an ankle strap that raised her hem even more provocatively and bent over to buckle them giving me another reason to love her from any angle. I meanwhile was checking the weather channel and praying for a Santa Ana wind. Samantha had packed something a little more exotic for herself including a matching satin bra, panties, and garter belt set in a shade of bone and real, old-fashioned silk stockings, the kind with seams up the back and wide welts. They were a bit big for her and came high up her thighs without rolling over the welt. She adjusted her garters to snug up the stockings then pulled her dress, a very lightweight white cotton summer caftan made from nearly see-through India cloth, over her head. Her undies were discernible under the dress at close range but it was far too warm to bother with a slip today. Anyway, it made her feel more daring and she wanted to be daring on this trip. When Alicia said it might look even nicer without the bra Samantha retorted that it was more a concession to the effects of childbirth and time than modesty. She was gorgeous, they both were gorgeous, as my unrestrained erection was attesting. They decided to get some breakfast in the dining room and wait for me to join them. Samantha tried to prepare herself for the inevitable glances she was sure to get from the guests who had witnessed our fun and games last evening. I showered and shaved and was doing my teeth when the room phone rang. With a mouthful of toothpaste foam, I answered. "Yeah?" "Ah, Chris. I think you need to come down here like, right now. It looks like...ah...we may have a little...problem". It was Alicia. "There's this woman...and...well, she called the...cops." "There's no problem", I returned cutting her off. "Wait, there and I'll be right down." With the resolve of Dirty Harry I grabbed one of the face towels from the wash basin and tucked it around my waist. It was open along my right thigh up to my buttocks but my cock was veiled at least from the front. With an expression of complete determination I opened the room door and strode to the elevator, riding it down to the now bustling lobby. There were several young and middle-aged couples milling about who took and obligatory look at my muscled physique and loincloth attire but seemed eerily unconcerned or shocked. Alicia's face turned even whiter than it already was and her eyes opened up like saucers. Samantha, perhaps more experienced in these matters, merely snickered. "That's one of them. That's one of those disgusting people from last night", the matron we had teased last evening shouted rising in righteous indignation and pointing me out to the Mexican cop who was taking notes. "They're all perverts and I want them arrested this instant. You all saw them last night". She was addressing some of the milling guests. "We could see them from our room on the other side, the hussy. She took off every stitch of her clothing and then...I can hardly say it...then she began to...wee-wee right in public. My God, a grown woman wee-weeing like that. Isn't that illegal here, officer?" Her husband was looking through Samantha's dress at her stylish 1950's stockings and trying not to grin from behind the folds his wife's flared skirt. "Officer",I said in a subdued voice, "perhaps I should give you my account in private, over here." We stepped aside out of earshot. "Eees what the Senora saying, so, Senor?", he queried. "Well, I'm afraid its all quite true and we're terribly sorry if we caused a fuss. But you see my girlfriend over there." I pointed to Alicia and his eyes scanned her torso. "The senorita is mui bonito. You are one lucky muchacho." "Yes, well she and me and the other senora, that's her mamasita, are expected over at the big factory in about 45 minutes. You know about the factory, of course?" "Ah si, the factory. You are with the factory people, then?" "That's a big si officer. I'm sure your supervisors will be most grateful if you were able to dispose of this matter...discreetly." "Mmmm. Well, I am beginning to see your point. Let me see what I can do." We walked back over to the red-face elderly woman. "I'm sorry Senora but there seems to be a problem with your story. If you'll just come down with me to the estation I would like to question you about... some reports of some wealthy older women involved in a very big smuggling operation." As he led the white-face ranting woman and her CEO husband from the hotel I could hear the last parts of the conversation. "Please. Senora there are only a few questions and a...small cavity search... and you will be on your way in no time." I smugly turned and walked back to the elevator leaving Alicia and Samantha sitting in dumbfounded wonder. As I got on, two absolutely perfect 10 women in their early 20's got on in front of me both in the most insignificant of thong bikinis and wearing high heels. We exchanged flirtatious smiles and I let the door close before pulling the front of my towel back. I stood behind one of the girls, the dark haired beauty by chance, intoxicated by the scent of...cocoanut oil and shampoo. I held my penis and lightly stroked it over her fully exposed velvety buttock cheek letting my drop of seminal fluid streak her oiled flesh. She was still and silent except for a tiny gasp of recognition at my first contact. When she got out she walked away perched on her stately high heels like the naughty thoroughbred of sex that she was. "What the fuck is going on here, Chris? I was sure we were in deep shit", Alicia said as I returned now in my shirt and jeans and sipped my pineapple juice. "You're incredible with sex Alicia but you still have a lot to learn about the world, darling. I wasn't really sure what was going on myself until we checked in last evening. Did you notice the two girls that checked us in at the desk? They were the same girls that had been sitting in the reception area at the studio when we first arrived. They work in the videos, sweetheart, and they work here...and its all the same job. There's two groups of people staying here but you can't tell the players withouta scorecard and that's intentional. The first group is just ordinary folks from Peoria or Ontario that find out about this place and just want a very different adult vacation. A chance to vacation with porn stars. You see,the other group of people here are other porn people, actors, crew, and...families. They like the fact that they can stay in a luxury resort as a kind of perk for their services and...they know that all the rules are off. Its kind of the price of staying here and the other group knows it. They never know what outrageousness might just occur at any moment and the porn people can live out their real world exhibitionist fantasies in semi-security. Some time I'll have to tell you about the night Uncle Jerry and I hit the bars while you and Aunt Carol were getting to know each other. It was all arranged and it looked so fucking real and...it's like a fucking Disneyland for adults." "You...you bastard Christopher! Do you have any idea the torture you put me through last night with our little game? Why didn't you tell me what this place was about...I was baring my...I mean...doing that in public and...I was so humiliated...but if I'd known..." "If you'd known and peed in front of everyone it would have been just acting, safe, insulated, and dehumanized. And it wouldn't have proved a thing except you could perform like the other zombies on the videos. What you did you believed was absolutely real, something that you could never separate from your private life the way the porn stars do with their scenes." "If this was all a setup than how come that old bitch freaked and called the cops on us?", Alicia cut in trying to prove I wasn't so damned smart after all. "Either she has a very bad travel agent or, as I suspect, that's her trip... you know the blue-nosed, tongue clicking disapproval at the debauchery just before retiring with hubby and recounting the entire sordid scene as they fucked their asses off. Was it just me or did you hear a real muffled buzzing coming from under the front of her dress, like about where her pussy should be?" "Yes, I heard that but I thought it was some little motor somewhere. It was probably one of those vibrating egg things...they keep sending me the catalogs for those things...I've never actually tried...", Samantha said blushing at her accidental revelation that she had experimented with toys. It seemed somehow quaint at this point. "And the cop? Huh?", Alicia whined. "When Uncle Jerry had you sign your contracts and release forms did you bother to actually read them? I did. The contract was with 'Excelsior Productions, Inc.' and, in little tiny print it said, 'A Division of Ancora Corp'. Now, if you look outside at the resort sign what does it say, under 'Aqua D'Oro Resort'?" "It says 'Aqua D'Oro Resort, by Ancora'. So the resort owns the video factory?" "Probably the other way around. The porn finances the resort but it all goes in one big pot eventually, Ancora Corp. This hotel and most of the oceanfront property is all owned by, and for Ancora Corp. And with that kind of money and this being Mexico and all, they also own the police, fire, city government and most of the military in this area, I suspect." We finished and went to the desk to check out. The Hispanic male clerk was standing against the high desk and completed our phony bill. He looked a bit dreamy and when Alicia reached over to hand back his pen he took her fingers and held them to his nose and lips giving her a small kiss. "Miss Aronesti. On behalf of the staff of Aqua D'Oro I want to express our delight in having you stay with us along with your...imaginative...relations. Please come back whenever you wish and...indulge...yourself, all complementary of course." "My pleasure, I'm sure. I should...like... be able to afford it after doing my video don't you think? Chris? CHRIS?" He seemed to stiffen and shift back a bit. Alicia and I looked down together to see he had dropped his pants to his ankles and was about to ejaculate all over the face of a darling black beauty who had been sucking him off under the desk even as we were speaking. He shot his load across her chocolate cheeks that drooled off onto her large black breasts below. She was nude except for high heels and a little starched maid's apron. I took Alicia's hand and escorted her out the door as several strangers smiled admiringly at her...and her mom. Ah yes, the happiest fucking place on earth. As we came out of the resort heading for the car a white stretch limo rolled up to the curb. The door was opened by the driver who said he had been sent to pick up Miss Aronesti. I was all set to get in when I saw that the limo was nearly full with the six female co-stars that were in the video with Alicia. There was only room for her. As she got in, the other girls immediately started fooling around with her. She was nicely dressed compared to most of them and they had her dress nearly off almost by the time the driver had closed the door. "Where do they find these nymphos?", I remember thinking as they drove off. Samantha and I got in the rental car after loading the bags and rode to the factory listening to the radio. It was the first moment I fully realized how Alicia's life had changed...forever. ******* Alicia disappeared into a rehearsal set almost immediately after arriving. She had to do a scene in her school uniform to set up the locker room shot yesterday. It was all lame dialogue and such, not exactly Merchant and Ivory, but honest. The scene was shot with Rachel, the AD, actually directing this time. Juliette preferred working on the hard-core scenes. The others tended to depress her according to Rachel. Then it was off to do another setup scene for the big messy finale to be shot around five. Alicia was to wear a silver metallic prom gown that hugged her like a second skin, with shimmery thigh-top nylons and matching shoes. With her hair piled elegantly atop her head and in full evening makeup she was a queen. Samantha and I kept out of the way as she rehearsed her lines with the six other girls in the shot. There were two that actually looked about Alicia's age, the others were hardly high school material but nobody would really notice much once the clothes started coming off. It was nearly time for the final scene and Juliette had come down to get set up. She came over to me and Samantha, sitting on a table near the set. "Hi Chris! Hope you're ready for some real wild fun today." I couldn't tell from her expression if she meant the scene or something else. "And "This must be Alicia's mom, Samantha is it? You must be so...thrilled to have a daughter as beautiful and talented as Alicia with such an... appetite for...pussy?" Her eyes held Samantha's for a moment. There was no sense pretending this was Hollywood. Juliette wanted to understand what Samantha was really doing here and to test her resolve to endure it. It was hard for her to imagine how a mother could watch with dispassion as her own daughter performed sex acts in public for money. Rather than being shocked, Samantha welcomed Juliette's tough, brutal honesty. She had been pretending far too long herself about her feelings and her life and it was a relief to be direct with another woman. "I just want what's best for Alicia. If she's half as passionate fucking other women and men in your video as she was with me, her mother, in our bed last night, I know she will bring pleasure to everyone that sees her." Juliette was impressed. There were lines even she had never crossed in her long, hedonist private life, dark places that she had refused to explore. Incest was one of these. Not in real life anyway. Aunt Peg...Taboo... that was all just so much play acting and fantasy. When she occasionally crossed paths with people who had been to these places she always felt admiration and even...reverence. She gave Samantha a small kiss of spiritual kinship. "I heard about your...incontinence...problem over at the resort. Very kinky. I don't suppose this bad boy had any part in it now, did he?" she asked Samantha rhetorically as she squeezed my ass through my jeans hard enough to hurt. "I could never do that on camera the few times I was asked. Just wouldn't come out when the director told me to do it. Now C.J., C.J. Laing. There was a girl that could pee on cue like a fire hydrant. Too bad about the drugs though. God, what a fuck up." After pausing a moment she continued, "Well, got to go. Nice meeting you Samantha. Very nice. Oh, you're both invited to the wrap party after the last shot. And Chris, don't forget our little soiree. I can't let little Alicia have your big, beautiful cock all to herself now can I? Byeee." She headed back to her director's chair ready for Scene 50. The set was a remarkable reproduction of an institutional kitchen all in stainless and tile. There were overhanging ventilation hoods with pots and pans dangling beneath, and a large industrial mixer with a 15 gallon stainless bowl which sat on its own stand on the floor. Layed out on the stainless counter tops were about five grand worth of every kind of cream pie, frosted cake, and gooey whipped cream pastry imaginable. They were under plastic sheeting to keep fresh until the scene was started. There was also a false floor of vinyl tile on top of a layer of plastic sheeting which protected the wood sound stage floor beneath. There would be three cameras for this scene, two hand-held that were wrapped in plastic wrap as well except for the lenses. The plastic wrap wouldn't crinkle on mike the way the plastic sheeting would. I half expected Gallagher to show up with his mallet for this scene but Juliette had something hotter in mind. The "talent" for the finale would include Alicia and her six new nympho girlfriends all of whom were already experienced in the porno industry. They arrived giggling and adjusting their costumes and lingerie with a kind of anxious energy that infected the whole crew. Alicia fit right in helping one girl with her zipper and another with a faulty garter tab that kept slipping off the nylon stocking it was supposed to hold. Alicia's silver mettalic sequened gown with stockings and silver heels was spectacular but the other girls were beautifully decked out as well. One dark beauty was in a burgundy and black velvet gown, and another darker blond girl with enormous tits was wearing a black satin evening gown with seamed hose and strap high heels. There was an all white lace ruffled gown with thin spaghetti straps worn by a very tall, statuesque brunette with the most perfect shapely legs I had ever seen. She was an exercise instructor at the resort when she wasn't doing porno. All of them had on evening makeup with their hair either piled high or hanging sensuously in long falls or curls. Even the jewelry was dressy and sparkling, with simulated diamonds and pearls adorning their ears and swinging suggestively against their bare necks below. The prop master then briefed them on where things were and what to look out for once things got hot and heavy. "Don't whatever you do get any of the salad oil in your eyes or we'll have to stop and rinse it out. And don't swallow any of the stuff that goes up... anyone's...well, you know the rules. Its not very healthy and we don't want people showing up with E-coli infections. Now, up here in the cabinets are the large cans of stuff, chocolate syrup, honey, salad oil, and my favorite, chocolate and vanilla pudding. These are gallon cans with the lids already off and filed so nobody will get cut on the edges. They've been sitting in the lights a while so they shouldn't be real cold but don't count on it. The brownie mix is in the big stainless mixer bowl but don't dump that until Juliette says, and be careful, 15 gallons of chocolate brownie mix weighs about 50 pounds. Now, for the water system...". As he continued the girls were squealing and laughing at what they were going to do like kids waiting for a birthday party. Juliette was about ready and the crew was in position. The premise was that the girls were at the prom but decided to vandalize all the party stuff in the kitchen to get back at the principal and...so on. To me there was really only one partof the scene that would take real imagination. Everybody already knew how the scene would start with all the pretty girls parading ominously through the pastries and deciding where to strike. And everybody knew where things were going to end up, in a total, fucking mess. The real trick would be to connect the two visuals in a way that made it believable and...sensual. "Lights." "Roll tape." "Speed." "Slate." Beep, beep, beep, BOOOOP. "Action." The girls came in on tiptoe and flipped on the dummy light switch. The set was illuminated fully and the time clock on the lifespan of the five thousand dollars worth of pastries started ticking down. There was some dialogue and a few camera relocations before things got serious. One of the girls strolled slowly by a large iced cake and swiped a long finger full placing it in her mouth and savoring the sweet taste. Then another began licking the creamy edge of a puff pastry getting traces of the white whipped cream on her mouth and nose. So far the dieter's in the audience were getting excited but still no sensuous transition. Then, calling up some inner childish, animal genius Alicia set up in her mind the moment of truth. She was leading the story from silly to sensuous and Juliette, always the pro, followed her with two cameras. She glided over to one of the stainless steel cabinets above the counter and opened it. It was high enough to make it difficult for her, even in her heels, to reach up and bring down the heavy cans. The camera followed up her arm to her hand as it traced up the side of a large one gallon industrial can of chocolate syrup, trying to reach it and take it down. A wide shot showed her extended, stretching and pulling up the hem of her silver gown over her white and silver thigh top stockings. Her right heel popped out of her silver pump as her stretch reached a climax. With exquisite timing, she hooked her index finger over the edge of the large can and...tipped it on its side against the shelf. A dark chocolate ribbon of sticky sweet syrup cascaded from the shelf and ran perfectly over Alicia's exposed neck. Her low cut gown and full cleavage provided the perfect channel for the syrup, funneling it between her breasts. As the camera pulled back it showed her dress amazingly clean with the brown torrent draining down the front of her tight dress. What it also showed was the exquisite pleasure and surprise in Alicia's young face as the cool, thick syrup spread inside her dress, over her breasts, down her warm belly and back, down the crack of her ass, unimpeded by panties, and between her thighs. It was all happening inside her silver evening dress in slow motion and yet we felt every drop against her skin from her expression of rapture. The camera slowly panned down to her legs as the sticky chocolate streamed from her hem in front and back and ran down the insides of her parted legs, pooling between her silver pumps in a brown puddle. Climbing up on the counter she cautiously brought down the next can to be 'experienced', USDA 100% Pure Honey. She sat on the counter, her silver gown now tugged up and her legs spread to show the brown stains down her upper thighs, the ruined stockings, and her pink shaved vagina perfectly lit from the front by the fast thinking crew. She threw back her head and tipped the entire gallon can down her front closing her eyes in delight. Looking up her gown, the ribbon of golden honey could be seen descending slowly across her spread lips like a transparent curtain. The thought on every man and woman's mind at that moment could only be, "Oh God, what must that feel like!" She lowered the straps of the silver gown to reveal her glistening breasts, their nipples full and ripe from their cold annoiting. She cupped her breasts underneath and slid her hands over her slippery flesh then reached down inside her gown. Her hand was visible from the low angle as she pried open her labia and massaged in the chocolate and honey. She then took her hand out and brought it to her lips, licking the strange mixture of chocolate, honey, and her own woman's wetness from each finger. As the other girls took the cue, the gowns and undies started coming off and the scene turned to pastry. The voluptuous dark blond had a shaved pussy as well and made good use of it. She positioned her bottom directly above a very large banana cream pie on the floor and, at Juliette's visual cue, proceeded to sit directly in it, driving the cream filling and whipped topping up over her belly and ass. Alicia, now nude except for her thigh tops, joined her on the floor and began eating the cream from between her open legs. The blond was genuinely turned on and Alicia wanted desperately to lick her to orgasm but, alas, there were so many pastries and so little time. Two girls got on the floor together in panties and bras while a third dumped a two gallon can of salad oil over their hair and bodies. They fell onto each other, pressing and rubbing their breasts and nipples against the other's as the white bras and panties became transparent from the oil. Alicia took a large chocolate cake with chocolate icing and mashed it against the breasts of another brunette smearing it down her entire front and licking the sweet icing from her pert nipples. Cans of chocolate pudding then appeared poured over the writhing bodies of two girls now locked in 69 position and determined to get each other off no matter what the fucking director asked for. It was soon clear the girls had made as much a mess as they could with the pastries and were so horny all they really wanted to eat was each other. Juliette insisted they dump out the vat of brownie mix which spilled on the floor and formed a big brown puddle for Alicia and her blond friend to wrestle in. It was funny how the girls naturally found partners they preferred from the bevy of equally gorgeous nymphs. Call it chemistry. With the scene of utter debauchery 'in the can' Juliette whispered some last instructions to the crew in their headsets and shouted, "Cut." A brief moment of silence followed as the tape technician verified a good signal and sound on the tape with a ten second playback. Then Juliette gave the signal that the whole crazy crew had been waiting two weeks for. "Ok kids. We're clear. Everybody out of the pool. That's a wrap." Before leaving the set the girls were treated to a quick cold water hose down that served two purposes. First, it knocked off most of the big chunks of cake and icing from their body cavities so they wouldn't be dropping pieces in the hall on their way back to the dressing rooms. Second, the cold water subdued some of their raging hormones long enough to get them off the set in the first place so the crew could begin breaking it down. They lined up one by one and got hosed, squealing and laughing as the spray jet shot cold water through their hair, between their legs, and across their ass cheeks. I stayed back letting Alicia have her fun. I noticed as she left the set she was holding hands with the buxom blond older girl she's gone down on in the scene. It was almost like a school mate or something but it also helped steady them both as they walked across the slippery mess. Juliette disconnected herself from the headset and got up out of her chair. "I have some business to attend to but I really do want to talk with you... personally upstairs in my office...say in about half-an-hour. We can come back to the party after we're done...talking", she said to me between interruptions from the crew's last minute requests. I nodded and she was gone. "Well Samantha, how'd you like the scene. Wasn't Alicia fabulous?", I said as she walked up to me from where she had been viewing the scene. "Pretty wild...Alicia was always such a neat girl. It must have been a hoot to just let go and make a mess like that. Did you see when the honey went down her dress? I had shivers just watching her face and imagining the sensation of...still. I didn't see her come at all in the scene, did you?" "You're right. She was turned on but they kept interrupting everyone before they could get off. I bet she's really wound up." Then, in a moment of candor, I changed the subject. "You know, Samantha, at some point this whole wild thing has got to end. I mean, since I came down and fucked Aunt Carol, and then Alicia came, and now with you getting involved and all...I feel like I've been caught up in some giant, perverted tornado like in the Wizard of Oz...at some point...we all have to go back to Kansas. I've really been thinking... maybe Alicia and I should...get married...you know, once she graduates. You'd be a great mother-in-law.", I said smiling. "Only if you let me come along on the honeymoon. We could all share the wedding night together couldn't we, darling. Chris, listen to me. You're both way too young for marriage. You've got school and Alicia...she has the talent to really make something exciting of her life. Don't clip her wings so soon, sweetheart. For me, I've spent too many years in Kansas and, fuck it Chris, I'm never going back. I decided that the night your aunt called and we got into it again. I had never masturbated on the telephone with anyone, man or woman, before that night and it awakened something in me that I thought was long dead. You helped me to so much last night darling I can't tell you. I found that it was all right to be the woman I wanted to be and not some socially acceptable stereotype. When I was nine or ten I went to visit my cousins up state. They had four kids, two girls and two boys. The boys were older than me, twelve and eleven, and the girls were my age and younger. My cousin Emily was my age and had long red hair that she wore in braids. We had all gone to the beach one day and had been playing in the sand and teasing Emily's brothers. At one point I had to pee and I told Emily and we decided to take her little sister with us behind the bushes to pee since there were no bathrooms on the beach. We all walked back together and took off our suits so we wouldn't mess them. There was a little sand pit that the three of us stood around and we linked arms and just started peeing...three little girls just having an innocent pee. Emily and I just had the beginnings of pubic hair, peach fuzz, but her sister was still smooth. Breasts were still a couple years off. I looked up at one point and I could see my boy cousins under a bush watching us like that and...I felt aroused for the first time I could remember...not just an innocent tickle but the real thing...a hot flush of sensation in my clit and inside my abdomen that made me want to touch myself. I was looking over at Emily and she could see the expression on my face but we just stood there in silence. I guess she saw them too because she got mad and chased them off and then we got dressed. I used to think about that day when I would lay in bed at night. I wanted so badly to really do it and I stopped myself...like a good girl. Last night you took me back to that beach...to that first intense sensation when I discovered what a woman's...a grown woman's body could experience. Whatever you and Alicia eventually do, I will support you. But I can't go back to where I came from. Not any more." "There's someone I'd like you to meet. You feel like your up for a little fun. Wait here and I'll see if I can...fix you up for the party." I grabbed a two paper cups from the back table filled with refreshments for the cast and crew. Then I walked over to Trey, the thin, tall black stud that had taken Alicia's anal virginity in front of me yesterday. He was bullshitting with some white girl who was in the process of brushing him off coldly. "Trey. Chris. Remember me. Alicia's boyfriend." "Chris, yeah, my man. You like our scene man. She is gonna be big in this biz, you watch." "I wanted to ask you something but I didn't get to talk to you after the scene. You fucked Alicia in both her pussy and her ass. Is it...like... different...you know...how does it feel different?", I asked as I handed him one of the paper cups in my hand. "You mean you ain't done that little woman up the ass yet. Chris, you're leading a deprived existence. Yeah, it feels different, sure. More with older women you know, when they get fucked out in their pussies their asses still are...tight. 'Course Alicia, now she's special, you know, she got that pussy muscle thing and being young and all its pretty much a tie in my book. You saying she ain't done anal until me?" "Not that I ever heard about. She was an anal virgin till you popped her yesterday, right in front of me." "Hey, no hard feelings, man. Its a job but somebody gots to do it. I got to admit she really got me off with her pussy squirting and the way she dug it. See, women don't get the same pleasure from anal as pussy sex. Its more just the nastiness of it like admitting they're this fucking animal inside instead of a good girl. Virgin-whore, virgin-whore, that's the whole trip with these girls. You and me we'd go out and play ball or get in a fight or something to just get the energy out...but these women...they just use the sex...like they was getting back or something." He took a sip from the cup I'd brought him. "I see you found the drink...pineapple juice...man, the ladies just love that come when it tastes like pineapple juice." "There's a lady I'd like you to meet. The brunette in the white see-through dress over by the wall." "Mrs. Robinson? That's what we call older chicks that get off with porno people. She fucking you?" "That's Alicia's mom, Samantha, and yeah, she's fucking me...she's even fucked with her daughter and me. Does this interest you?" "Whoa, you into some real heavy shit there. You sure she likes...dark meat? Don't want trouble, you know, with the authorities." "Right now she would fuck a horse if she could find one. Come on, I'll introduce you." I strolled back to Samantha with Trey in tow and introduced him to her. Her expression said it all...no problem. "I've never seen a black man's...of course everyone thinks that they're so much...larger, but its' just a myth isn't it?" As they casually walked toward where the party would be I was sure Trey would be correcting Samantha's misunderstanding very soon. "Chris, over here." It was Alicia all washed up and pretty in her tiny chemise dress and platform heels. She had on a pair of black suspender hose this time. Her hem fell just below the darker reinforced portion of her hose at the tops of her thighs. She was still holding hands with the voluptuous, absolutely perfect, buxom blond girl she had done the scene with, now washed and made up and dressed in a black lightweight dress, incredibly short with a loose pleated skirt that barely covered her black stocking tops and garters when she was standing straight up. Next to her was a guy about 30 with long black curly hair that covered his ears. He was in good shape but not a muscle freak. I'd seen him in the video booth with the technical crew. "Chris, this is Kimberly and her husband Jim. Kim had been in a bunch of these videos and she is so hot...I just love her, and Jim is with the video crew." Kim made some motions with her hands and Jim translated. "Kim says she saw you at the resort fucking Alicia's mom in the window and she said she had to meet you in a hurry. Anybody that crazy must be a great fuck." Kim was hearing impaired. She could speak a little but used Jim to communicate her Amslan. Looking at her sparkling blue eyes and full, voluptuous lips I wished to God I had learned Amslan so I could tell her how beautiful she was without words. Of course, there are other ways of non-verbal communicating. Alicia told me that Kim and Jim lived up at Lake Arrowhead and just came down for work. Jim was watching Alicia's mouth as she talked and I knew he was as smitten with her as I was with his wife, Kim. Kim broke in and Jim translated. "We want you two to come stay with us for a long weekend up at Arrowhead. We can do some of the clubs and kind of flirt...and get into it. Jim really likes watching me get off with other guys and I know he'll enjoy watching us fuck". She was looking at me as she signed but it was Jim's voice that I heard. It was wild, but confusing. I also assumed by "us" she was including Alicia and that Jim was going to fuck Alicia. Actually, I liked the idea. He was good looking and healthy and I know she'd really get off with him. I wasn't worried about losing her, he had his hands full with his own wife, Kim. Jim said we should all go over to the Club at the other end of the studio where the wrap party was getting under way. We could experiment a bit and see if the chemistry was there. The Club was built just for the porn crew and, as a special, invitation-only treat, couples from the resort who weren't in the business but just liked "swinging" and stuff. Then he described the central feature of the Club. "It's really state-of-the-art with a great sound system and D.J. The really cool part is the dance floor. Its about twenty by twenty and its solid acrylic...you know...transparent. Its built over this carpeted pit with cushions and ledges in it where people can just lounge and...experiment... while looking up and...enjoying the view as the ladies dance overhead. Its a real turn on for the girls who like to show off and it ain't bad for the dudes either. Kim wouldn't miss it. Its so hot without panties but some of the women, like in the crew, aren't quite that...free." I was sold but I had one other piece of business to attend to...and it didn't involve Alicia. I explained that I had to talk to Juliette, the director, and said I'd join them when I was done. Then Kim spoke through Jim. "Juliette asked to see you? She only does that for special people. I can't believe she's going to fuck you. She's like a goddess around here. You better tell us everything when you get done." "She's sort of...old...isn't she Chris?", Alicia broke in. "I mean my mom is older but Juliette...its about a forty year difference. Does she turn you on?" "When I look at her it triggers something from my memory that I can't explain. Its not her body alone...she's still pretty healthy...its that image of Aunt Peg, with the mirror between her legs...yeah, she turns me on." Alicia and Kim and Jim followed Samantha and Trey out the back of the set and toward the Club. It was quiet on the set and only the maintenance lights were on. I went up the stairwell to the mahogany and leather appointed suite that served as Juliette Anderson's executive director's office. -- Double for Nothing!! Tricks for Free!!! www.mrdouble.com site mirrors at: http://pw1.netcom.com/~mrdouble/main/mirrors.htm Be There.....