Oh, no, I found something else entirely.
Austin looks good, and that’s just the most simple way of putting it. Even with his clothes on, he outshined the male dancers that were putting on a show on the stage. And they were pretty hot. I mean, you saw them, right?
Why am I even asking. Of course you saw them. Or at least saw what they were doing. You’re probably more interested in those male dancers than lil’ ol’ me.
Why don’t you Google the word ‘python’ and ‘Queens Long Island City’ and see if a place like that really exists?
What was I even talking about?
Oh right. Austin fucking Price. The hottest man I’ve ever met in my life. I mean, the way his white shirt clung to his body, hugging his biceps and hinting at a hard built chest… my panties were getting wet last night and they sure as hell are getting wet just sitting here thinking about him.
I mean, I’m sure I was dripping last night.
It’s not a wonder that he didn’t just sniff and smell my juices.
After I got home, I took out the vibe and really went to town. And that orgasm that I had…that Austin inspired…fuck. I think I must've just passed out.
But, really, what fascinated me more than the way he looked, was the way he moved and spoke.
I mean, it’s hard to explain, but I’m good at reading people. After working for so long in the sex industry you learn to do it pretty easily; if you don’t, you might find yourself in pretty fucked up situations. Didn’t read that casting director right? Well then, all of a sudden you might find a fist up your pussy and you’re the one paying money.
So yeah, I had to learn how to read people.
And the moment my eyes found Austin’s, and when I heard his voice… I knew he was different than other men.
Okay. Fine. You want me to say it, don’t you?
You want me to quit beating around the bush, that’s fair.
Although…if anyone is going to beat around my bush, I want it to be Mr. Python himself.
But yeah, you win. I’ll say it.
Alright, here goes: the moment I laid eyes on him, I knew I had to fuck him. More than that, I knew he had to fuck me.
So here I am now, waiting around for someone I barely know and I'm already imagining him with no clothes on.
Oh, don’t worry, I’m not ashamed of that: I’ve learned long ago that, as a woman, I have to stand on my own two feet. I am what I am, and I want what I want. And I will never, ever, apologize for it. Sure, some people don’t like it when they come across a strong willed woman like me, but what am I going to do? Fuck them. I stopped caring what people thought about me a long time ago.
Remember those two words, ladies?
Fuck off.
Women don’t think it’s proper and don’t like that I’m thinking about sex more than a guy? Well guess what? They can fuck off.
Not some damsel in distress and that gets men angry? Well they can fuck off.
r /> Don’t need a man to rescue me and that makes people insecure? Well they can fuck off.
I love sex. And if you’ve got a problem with my mouth right now, hun, then you haven’t seen what I’m about to put in it because I guarantee you that python belonging to Austin Price is going to be slithering its way down my throat pretty soon.
Something snaps me out of my reverie, and I realize it’s my cellphone vibrating inside of my purse. I reach for it, expecting to see Austin’s name flashing on the screen, but instead it reads Commissioner Vicks. I unlock the phone and put it up against my ear.
“Isn’t it a bit early for you to be calling me?” I ask him, annoyed that it isn’t Austin on the other side of the line. Still, it’s a good sign; if he was the one calling me, it would probably be to call off brunch.
Jesus, why am I this worried about Austin bailing on me? It’s not like I know him, or care for him. Get a grip, girl; if Lester has an interest in Austin, it can only mean that Mr. Python himself must have some dirt on him as well.
“It’s never too early for me to hear your voice, babe,” Lester says with that gruff voice of his. It always gives me the creeps when he treats me like I’m his woman, but what am I going to do? He’s the Commissioner, and when you operate a strip club you need some important people as your friends. You don’t want to be making the wrong people your enemies.