'I've never been hit by a man in my life.' Toni said with some pride. 'If a man ever laid a hand on me that would be it for him. I mean I just wouldn't put up with that kind of shit. How can you have any feeling for a guy after he belts you? I mean, doesn't it make you scared?'
'Well babe, I guess I'm just a bit different. When I wasn't gettin' whipped I was getting loved something fierce and that seemed to make up for it, but now that I think about it maybe you're right.'
'I know I'm right and no two ways about it.'
'Where was you working before they signed you up?'
'The Tampa Lounge, the Metropole, the parlors-around.'
'Oh I know the Tampa. Yeah I was moving around some myself. That Ashton feller seemed all right and I'll tell you something,' she said moving closer to Toni, 'I had to fuck him to get the job but honey, I would have fucked the entire US fleet to get this job in Vegas.'
'It's just net my style,' Gregory Ashton's words came back at Toni. 'Why that dirty prick!' she snapped under her breath.
'Hey look what are you going to do. If that's what needs to be done to dance in Vegas, I figures it could be a lot worse-a whole lot worse.'
It was a champagne flight. Lunch was served up and the bubbly flowed from within ten minutes after the 'No Smoking' sign flashed off until just before it came back on. Toni was feeling very mellow sitting there next to this warm, gorgeous black creature with the long legs, the sun burning pleasantly at the right side of her face as the plane moved closer to Las Vegas, Nevada.
'You know the trouble with all these goddamn choreographers is that there all a bunch of nasty, bitchy old fags!' Toni heard one of the girls whining. 'I mean it's just impossible to find a straight one among them. I'm beginning to think there isn't a real man left in the world. And just wait until you meet some of the male dancers in the show. Gorgeous, but fruity as a Christmas cake!'
'Well are you going to Vegas to dance or get laid?' her friend asked her.
'Both.'
'Sweetheart, let me tell you something. If you don't know by now that that's the way it's always been and that's the way it's always going to be, then you are in for a big letdown.'
'Maybe I am, but I still don't have to like it.' 'Who said anything about liking it?'
Rehearsals began the following afternoon and the revue was a lot bigger than Toni had anticipated. She counted at least twenty five other girls and their faces passed over her in a confusing blur as they all rattled off their names to the head choreographer and his assistant. It only took her one time around to get each of the four separate routines they had to go through. Vinny, who ran them through their paces picked up on this right away and said to Toni as she was smoking a cigarette during their fifteen minute break, 'Thank heavens you're here!' She smiled at him
knowing exactly what he meant. Most of the girls really thought of themselves as dancers, but in reality most of them were just gorgeous hunks of womanhood.
Eight days later Toni met Lisa Williams under circumstances both of them remembered for a long time to come.
'Jesus the years have slipped by.'
'I know, don't remind me,' Lisa said prying her burning body from her towel and slipping into the water gasping as she made contact.
'Cold?'
'No, but I'm awfully hot!' She could swim like a dolphin, Toni noticed. With her long powerful strokes she covered the length of the pool and made a perfect underwater turn that placed her midway back from 'where she started before she came up for air.
'Do you feel like taking in a movie tonight or doing anything special?' Lisa asked floating on her back and looking like she was being buoyed by her tits that emerged from the water like two islands in the Pacific.
'I'm flexible.'
'You always were.'
'Say, are you still as crazy about Monopoly as you were Lisa?'
'To tell you the truth, I can't stand the fucking game anymore. I like action games as opposed to head games. I'm getting a pool table next week that's a real beaut and I've got a ping pong table folded up inside if you feel like a game, but I've gotten heavily into electronics in the past couple of years and that's how I pass many an evening.'
'Electronics?!? A girl interested in electronics! What kind of electronics? Like computers?'
'I'll show you after we've had something to eat and drink. I think I've had enough sun for one day.'
'Me too. If I'm not careful I'll be on my way to a third degree burn.'
They both moved inside leaving a trail of wet footprints on the burning flagstone patio, their beautiful asses undulating in perfect time to each other. The air conditioned cool interior was welcome to them.
'So what's this electronics trip you were talking about? I'm dying of curiosity,' Toni said and she was.
'This way,' Lisa said with a sly smile and a wiggle of her finger.
She led Toni into the bedroom and walked to the wall facing her circular bed and pushed a button that Toni hadn't noticed before. Suddenly the smoked and dappled mirror that covered the entire length of the wall began to move upwards and vanished into the hanging, overhead valance. Toni gasped in amazement and sheer wonder at the bank of what looked like four large monitors in a television studio. To the side of the blank screens were five buttons marked on-off, volume, brightness, contrast, horizontal hold and vertical. The panel was all brushed chrome and gleaming like silver in the sun.
Lisa stepped back and with a maternal nod of pride said, 'I built it all myself from scratch.
'What is it?!?' Toni pressed, 'It looks like something out of Buck Rogers!'
'In a way it is,' Lisa said flipping the on-off button. The number one screen lit up and the interior of a room came into view. Sleeping in a bed was a middle aged woman with curlers fringing her head and in the background was a man standing in his underpants with the bathroom door open, brushing his teeth and examining his face closely.
'Where is this? It looks like a motel room.'
'It is. My motel and that's what's going on in room number one. Not very interesting. Let's see what's happening in Two.'
Lisa left the sleeping woman and the man in the bathroom on the screen but turned the volume down and pushed the second on-off button of the adjoining screen. The room was empty. 'Hmm, I don't like that,' she said and reached for a large knob on the bottom of the panel and turned it. 'Room three.'
Room three had something happening. What was happening wasn't exactly clear for several seconds as Lisa fiddled with the fine tuning and contrast knobs. A fat, florid faced man of about fifty with a crew cut sat on the edge of the bed in his underpants and a sleeveless T-shirt furiously smoking a cigarette and gulping liquor from a paper cup. Directly in front of him clad only in panties and a black lace bra was a girl of no more than nineteen.
Between sips on his drink and puffs on his cigarette he pawed her none too delicately; his hands running the length of her body, then resting on her crotch and breasts which he kneaded roughly, shaking his head and muttering into her body. The girl stood perfectly still. 'Looks like a hooker and her John,' Lisa commented.
'I'd say over half my business is shack-up jobs. Never have any problems with the police and the straights don't seem to know what's going on. Next week there's a convention in town and I'm booked solid.' She folded her arms and stepped back.
'You mean to say that you've got those three rooms completely bugged and no one knows about it?' Toni asked incredulously.
'Honey I've got all the rooms bugged and of course no one knows about it. You don't think I'm about to tell anyone do you?'
'But isn't that a bit off Lisa, I mean eavesdropping on people like that?'
'I suppose it is but it's harmless really. I mean I don't tape any of it and at the same time it allows me to see what's going on in my own motel. You can't hold that against me can you. After all I'm just protecting my own property. And some of these people too. I stopped a woman from being murdered in that very room once. A hooker just like that who picked up a real sickie. Just as I tuned in on them he had her down on her knees and was waving this blade at her that looked like a sword. He was out of his fucking mind, impotent and crazed and just ready to
