Chapter 11
Dear Diary, It's been a while since I have returned to my diary. Why? I could say, stretching the truth, that I've been so exhausted with last-minute "adjustments" to Naughty In New York that I didn't have time to write. But, to be honest, I haven't written in so long because I've had to do some hard thinking about staying in New York or returning to Dayton.
Certainly, the "incident" with Lilac was a learning experience-not a good one, but a learning experience nonetheless. How could I have been so ignorant to think for even a nanosecond that she'd only want to have dinner with me. If Emmett hadn't sabotaged her ugly, nasty plan to bribe me, I could very well have had a bootleg video I'd be ashamed and humiliated about as Lilac did with Plug That Hole.
What I have decided is that-now that filming's over-I'll talk to Lars about going home. If he says they won't need me anymore, I have no reason to stay in Manhattan. I miss my family and friends; I even miss Freddy, whom I mistreated so badly when he came to visit me. Wonder if he's with another woman now. We don't even write to each other, let alone call, so I have no idea what's going on in his head.
People in New York are truly a breed apart. The culture here is unparalleled-at least compared to what's available in Dayton. But the reality is that so many people are working two and three jobs just to make ends meet that, after a while, they lose contact with the reasons they originally came here.
I've been luckier than most, I know, and I'm grateful someone or something has been looking after me. So, to go back to Ohio, I don't think I'd feel like a failure or anything. I mean, I was in a movie. And while I don't know how much screen time I'll have in that movie, everyone in Dayton will be elated that I got as far as I did. I have nothing to be ashamed of: I've met as many good people as I have bad. But right now I'm feeling burned out by this sprawling metropolis. Going home may not be such a bad idea after all.
When Josette heard that Sally Ann was returning to Ohio, she showed a side of herself Sally Ann had never seen before-despondency. Josette was always "on," always doing something, whether it be fucking the always-horny Deke or teaching a dance class or making the requisite audition rounds.
"Sally Ann, have you really thought this decision through?" the dark-haired dancer questioned.
"Yes, and for longer than you probably think." Sally Ann stroked the face of her obviously upset friend. "And don't go thinking this decision to leave New York has anything to do with you. Josette, you've given me a place to stay, helped me get adjusted to living in a city ten times the size of Dayton-even shared your man with me."
Josette laughed in spite of her sadness. "Believe me, Sally Ann, there was no 'compromise' in that department. Deke wanted you as soon as he saw you. And he and I have been together long enough now for me to trust that-even if a supermodel walked into our bedroom, ripped off her clothes, and spread her legs-I'm the special one. The one he even might want to marry one day."
Married? Was Josette telling her something she didn't know?
Josette saw the expression on Sally Ann's face and quickly waved away what the pretty blonde was thinking. "No, he hasn't asked me yet, Sally Ann, but recently the subject has come up. I'm going to be thirty pretty soon; I can't stop thinking that maybe I'd like to really settle down with one man, have a kid-all the things most women my age start thinking about when they hear their biological clock ticking, ticking, ticking."
"Do you believe you could raise a child in New York and dance at the same time? I mean, Deke's not exactly pulling in a big salary."
"That's an understatement," Josette replied dryly. I'm making more money now teaching than he is. And he's not willing to 'lower himself to waiting tables or bartending part-time anymore. So, Sally Ann, your concerns are mine as well. The bottom line is: Is Deke a man I can depend on, someone who'll love me and help me raise a family?"
Sally Ann flashed back to Freddy in Ohio. They, too, had talked often about a domestic life together, how many children they'd like to have. And, un-like Deke, Freddy was very stable. He craved stability as much as he did seeing through his dream of having a small house with a white picket fence around it and a little garden in the back yard. As a computer programmer, he already was on a promising financial track.
"You're off in another galaxy, Sally Ann," Josette said, interrupting her flashback.
"Sorry, Josette. I was just thinking about Freddy. When I think about all the guys I've met since I've been here-especially the ones I fucked-Freddy's still the only man I could seriously consider settling down with. In fact, none of the men I've met here seem to want domestic tranquility. They may make tons of money and have imagine apartments, but, when it comes to commitment-even a hint of itthey back off in a hurry."
"Well, it sounds as if you've made up your mind," Josette determined. "And I'd be the last person to judge you. In fact, your chances of settling down with Freddy are a hell of a lot better than mine are with Deke. Life's short, hon. Obviously, you've thought this thing through. I say, go for it. Go for it, be happy, and don't ever look back on your stay in Manhattan with regret. You were talented and lucky enough to see your dream materialize."
Still stroking Josette's face, Sally Ann suddenly had the urge to cradle the woman's head in her lap affectionately. If she went home, Sally Ann knew they chances of her seeing Josette again were remote. As the two beauties sat on Sally Ann's futon, Sally Ann gently but firmly moved Josette's body into a prone position, with the woman's upper body nestled between her legs."
"Kiss me," Josette said.
"Mind reader," laughed Sally Ann.
It was a long, passionate smooch, tongue-to-tongue. Josette, in her leotard, broke away momentarily to pull off the garment. Sally Ann did the same. They wanted to be as comfortable as possible for what seemed-likely to be their last tryst.
Josette playfully nibbled on her friend's nipples, then, in earnest, sucked them into her mouth, letting her tongue travel around the aerole.
"Mmmmm," Sally Ann moaned, laying back on the futon to take in fully the ecstasy in her breasts. "I'm going to miss those lips on my titties, Josette."
"And I know something else you're going to miss, hon." Josette's tongue traveled down from Sally Ann's nipples to her taut belly, to her lightly-haired cunt. Josette recalled the first time she'd seen Sally Ann naked the day she first arrived in New York. It must be nice having a pussy with so little hair around it, she'd thought. Her own pubic area was covered densely with dark cunt hair. Deke often asked her to trim it, since it was so thick he complained after going down on her he'd be picking hairs out of his teeth for the next several hours.
"Yes, yes!" the blonde vixen moaned as Josette's tongue snaked its way from her labia to her clitoris, locating the hot pink nubbin, and locking her lips around it.
Josette looked up at Sally Ann, who had arched her pelvis in order to give Josette better access to her cunt. Josette stopped sucking long enough to ask Sally Ann if she'd do the same to her-the classic sixty-nine.
Sally Ann didn't have to be asked twice. In a flash, the two women were coiled around each other's pussy, feasting on each other as if it was their last supper. It was Josette who came first.
"Ohhhh, ohhhh my gosh!" she shrieked as her sweet nectar was swept up by Sally Ann's tongue and down her gullet. "I cum so good with you, hon. You've become an expert in the art of the clit climax."
"Shhhhh," Sally Ann said gently. "You don't want to stop now, do you?"
"Oh, heavens no. I want you to cum, too, my love. Let's change positions."
Josette took Sally Ann by the hand, leading her into the bedroom. "This'll be so much more comfortable than that hard futon," Josette said, sticking her ass up in the air on the mattress. She spread apart her ass cheeks, exposing both her cunt and ass-hole. "Keep licking my pussy, baby, and slide a finger up my ass while you do it, okay?"
"Your every wish is my command," Sally Ann replied, meaning it. Josette gave her so much pleasure, returning the favor was the least she could do. Besides, although Sally Ann's experiences with anal sex were limited, if there was anyone with whom she felt comfortable enough to eat ass as well as play with it, it was Josette. Sally Ann admired the beautiful buttocks in the bedroom wall mirror before diving in and teasing Josette's pink ass-hole with her tongue.
"Deeper, darling. Go deeper, please!" Josette let go of one cheek to grab Sally Ann's head and push it into her rectum. Sally Ann was surprised how relaxed Josette was. For some reason, she'd always imagined the back door entrance was almost impenetrable. Yet, here she was chowing down on an ass-hole that seemed to pull her tongue in as deeply as Sally Ann could shove it.
Suddenly, both women were startled to hear the sound of the bedroom door open. Deke was standing naked, observing them.
Momentarily taken aback, Sally Ann stopped her anal assault on Josette.
"Please continue, my lovelies," Deke smiled, his always-reliable cock at half staff. "Don't let me get in the way."
"Maybe we want you to get in the way," Sally Ann said.
"Yeah, babe, join us." Josette's ass was still in the air, waiting impatiently to be filled with tongue, fingers, cock or dildo. "Feed me like the insatiable bitch I am," Josette demanded to both of them.
"Can't imagine a better invitation," Deke whispered in Sally Ann's ear. He came up behind Josette, whose ass was perfectly in line with his cock. His tumescent pecker slid into her pussy like a knife in warm butter. Obviously, Sally Ann really had gotten his girlfriend primed for action. Deke threw his head back like a stallion raring to go.
"Oh, Deke, feed it to me. Gimme that big ol' dick of yours," Josette groaned, her hair flailing over her shoulder. "Sally Ann, why don't you come around on the other side of the bed and suck on my nipples some more? I love how you do it."
Feeling the dampness between her legs increase, Sally Ann did as she was told, playing with her pussy at the same time. She stopped for a brief time to extract the dildo from the bedside table. When she returned to sucking the delectable Josette's nips, Sally Ann pleasured herself by pushing the head of the dildo in and out of her gushing gash. Since the head was the thickest part of the sex toy, whenever Sally Ann used the dildo, her favorite thing to do was feel the massive head plop just inside her cunt. In fact, she found that sensation preferable to mere dildo fucking.
"Now, fuck Sally Ann," Josette commanded.
"But, doll, she already has her cunny filled with the dildo," Deke replied.
"Use your imagination. She's got two holes down there, you know," Josette reminded him.
"You mean you want me to.. . "
"I want you to fuck Sally Ann up the ass while I watch."
Involuntarily, Sally Ann immediately clenched her cheeks together.
"You're not used to ass fucking are you, Sally Ann?" Deke asked her; the concern in his voice was obvious.
"No, I'm really not. Just fuck me the way you usually do."
"Sally Ann, don't deprive yourself. Let me help you relax and Deke won't give you any more of his cock than you can comfortably handle. How's that sound?"
"All I can do is try," Sally Ann responded. The three of them changed positions again, with Sally Ann now on the edge of the bed on her knees, the dildo head inside her pink pussy lips. Josette moved in front of Sally Ann, spread her pussy, and told her to go back to lapping her pussy. Sally Ann become so preoccupied with this-one of her favorite girl-girl sex acts-that she hardly felt any pain when Deke shoved the head of his massive missile inside her ass-hole. To further distract Sally Ann from feeling any pain, Deke slowly, gently pushed and pulled the dildo head in and out of her now-slick pussy.
Sally Ann was overcome, as if a tidal wave was rushing over her every erogenous zone: Josette's cunt buried in her mouth, the dildo's corona being shoved in and out of her dripping pussy, and Deke's own cock inching its way deeper, deeper, deeper into the nether regions of her butt hole. It was complete and total bliss.
Suddenly, Josette bucked hard into Sally Ann's face, which was wet with the brunette's pussy dew. "Cumming!" she gasped. "Cumming!"
Sally Ann ravenously lapped up the juices that were streaming into her mouth. It was almost as if Josette would never stop climaxing long enough for Sally Ann to savor the succulent pussy stew.
Josette drew back and collapsed at the head of the bed. Despite her momentary fatigue, she continued to play with Sally Ann's nipples, which were now hard, little pink bullets.
Deke continued to find a rhythm that suited both him and Sally Ann. As he'd pull out the dildo head from her cunt, he'd slip his long cock into her rectum a little deeper, but always gently. Consequently, Sally Ann always had something up one of her holes. She was delirious with happiness.
"Go for it, Deke," Josette, flicking Sally Ann's nips, urged. "Look at her face. She's on Cloud Nine."
And with those words of encouragement, Deke pumped the last inches of his impressive pecker into Sally Ann's ass-hole.
"Ummm!" Sally Ann screamed suddenly. The abrupt change of pace caused her, once again, to clench her ass-hole closed. But Deke was not to be denied-especially since it had taken him this long to get Sally Ann comfortable enough to take his prick up her backside.
"Don't fight it, darlin', " Deke told her. "Relax. Let yourself go. I promise I won't move a fraction of an inch until you're ready."
Deke pulled the dildo from her pussy, and handed it to his girlfriend. Josette, seeing how slick the fake cock was with Sally Ann's cum, immediately stuck it up her own crack hole, her pussy pulling it inside hungrily. The dildo was replaced by Deke's fingers.
With his cock still buried in Sally Ann's ass-hole, Deke located the buxom blonde's clit and began playing with it in earnest.
"Yeah, Deke, you know I love it when you do that," Sally Ann moaned. Her head hung low, her blonde tresses wet with perspiration. It was as if Sally Ann had taken an advanced ballet class and was now ready for the final combination.
Deke, too, felt he was reaching the point of no return. With two fingers buried inside Sally Ann, and Josette, legs splayed, arousing herself again with the dildo, he knew he was going to blast off any minute.
"I'm ready to cum, what about you?" he asked Sally Ann.
"Really fuck my ass now, Deke," she requested, her baby blue eyes winking at him seductively. "It doesn't hurt anymore."
Deke only had a minute or two to carry out Sally Ann's bidding before he flooded her bowels with a sperm enema. Still, that was enough to provoke Sally Ann's climax. Even Josette, who'd cum and cum and cum during this final fuck-fest, said she was on the brink.
It was the rarest of rare experiences when three sex-crazed lovers popped their loads at the same time; it happened serendipitously.
"Aiiieeeee!" Deke yelped.
"Ohhh, ahhhh, ummmm!" Josette screamed.
"Cumming! Oh fuck, am I cumming!" Sally Ann completed the refrain.
All three realized at that moment that this was something-three mutual climaxes-that they probably would never have the opportunity to experience again-at least with each other. They rearranged their bodies, lying side by side, with Deke in the middle, on the cum-stained sheets. And, as if preordained, all three fell asleep, exhausted but satisfied.
It was Josette who broke the news to Deke when they awoke. "Deke, it appears our lovely blonde wench, soon-to-be-movie-star, is giving it all up to go back to Ohio."
"You're joking." Deke couldn't imagine Sally Ann leaving, especially after having gotten "her foot in the door" of the movie industry.
"No, she's not." Sally Ann kissed Deke sweetly on his forehead and stroked his face affectionately. "I've made up my mind. I came here with a goal in mind, and I've achieved it."
"You've only scratched the surface. Now that you've made your debut, Sally Ann, you're on your way. Don't you want to continue in showbiz?"
"She's already discussed that with me," Josette interrupted. "Deke, I would really appreciate it if you would respect her decision."
Deke shook his head, as if trying to comprehend why this beautiful, talented, sweet-natured young woman from the Midwest would give up a promising career. "I'm sorry, I just don't understand."
"She's not asking you to understand," Josette told him. "Only to support her in what has obviously been a difficult decision for Sally Ann to make. Is that so hard, darling?"
Feeling it was only fair to clarify her change of heart to Deke, who'd treated her so well during their brief friendship, Sally Ann briefly recounted her negative experience with Lilac Veracruz as well as her desire to see her family and Ohio friends again.
"But there will always be people like Lilac Veracruz," interjected Deke.
"Let her talk, Deke," Josette protested. "After all, this is probably our last fuck together."
Deke looked crestfallen. Again, Sally Ann wondered if she was making a terrible mistake going back to the Midwest right at the moment her career was taking off.
"I miss my fianc'."
"But, Sally Ann, when he came to visit you, you couldn't wait for Freddy to leave," Deke reminded her.
"Yes, I know. I treated him terribly and I feel awful about what I did and said to him when he'd come so far just to see me. God willing, I will not turn into a Lilac Veracruz. I will not manipulate the people I care for the most-and that includes you two."
Translating further, Josette added: "Deke, it's obvious Sally Ann is still in love with Freddy. And that kind of love doesn't come along every dayand, for some people, for an entire lifetime."
"How do you know if he'd take you back?"
"Deke, I don't know if he'd take me back. I haven't been in touch with him since he left New York. For all I know, he's shacked up with someone else now."
"No," Josette said. "He strikes me as a one-woman kind of man. Otherwise, he wouldn't have made such a scene when you rejected him. I envy that-you having cultivated that seed of love. Now, it's time to watch the flowers bloom!"
"That is the wishy-washiest bullshit I've ever heard," Deke said good-naturedly. "Not to mention a truly awful metaphor."
Sally Ann rose to clean up.
"When are you leaving?" Deke inquired.
"Soon."
"like, tomorrow?"
"Oh, no. I've still got a lot of loose ends to tie up before I return."
"I'd like to help you tie up your loose end," Deke said salaciously.
"I bet you would," Josette laughed.
"We will miss you."
"I'll miss you as well. I've never had sex as great as what we just experienced together," Sally Ann remarked honestly. "And, who knows? When Naughty in New York opens, maybe I'll be invited to the premiere. I've always dreamed about stepping out of a stretch limousine, paparazzi popping their flashbulbs all around me, and walking down a red carpet into the theater with all the other stars. Believe it or not, even after all I've been through-especially with Lilac-I'm still stars truck. And I have no regrets about my work in that film, although I may change my mind when I see the final cut."
"Something tells me Naughty in New York always will be memorable for you, Sally Ann," Josette commented. "It's just too bad we can't have everything at the same time."
Sally Ann, realizing she was stepping into territory where she had no business, picked up on the sadness in Josette's voice, which her friend was unsuccessfully trying to hide.
"Deke, do you know you have someone who loves you very much lying right next to you at this very moment?"
Deke turned his head to gaze deeply into Josette's brown doe eyes. "What are you trying to say, Sally Ann?"
"I'm saying that, after being under the same roof with you two all these months, it's pretty obvious you could take your relationship further-if you want to."
The look on Josette's face said it all: She wanted a commitment with Deke as much as Sally Ann did with Freddy.
"I love you, honey," Deke told Josette, folding her into his arms. "But are you sure I'm the guy you want to spend the rest of your life with?"
"No, I'm not sure. How can one ever be completely certain about moving from a casual relationship into marriage?"
"Marriage?" Deke seemed to choke on the word. Sally Ann immediately regretted having brought up the subject. Josette turned her head away from Deke, so he wouldn't see the tears streaming down her cheeks.
"Are you asking me to marry you? Is this a proposal? Isn't the guy suppose to ask the girl?"
"Sometimes, I believe I'd be old and gray before that happened," Josette said sullenly.
"And all along I thought you didn't want to marry me," Deke said. "My gosh, we've wasted all this time."
"You mean you do want to marry me?"
Deke held his lover even more tightly to his well-developed chest. He kissed her passionately, and Josette felt her body melting into his.
"I'm going to leave you two alone to talk while I take a bath," Sally Ann said, suddenly bursting with optimism and happiness. She was prouder at having engineered the marriage proposal than any of the film work she'd done. She'd made two of her best friends rethink the nature of their relationship.
Sally Ann closed the bathroom door, ran a hot bath, added some soothing eucalyptus bath salts, and turned the small bathroom into a temporary sauna. She felt her tense muscles soothed by the aroma and water temperature. But as much as Sally Ann tried to push Freddy from her thoughts, images of his face, his body, his cock, kept returning. Why was it always so much easier for her to counsel her friends than to heed her own advice?
Getting things worked out with Freddy-if it wasn't already too late, must become Sally Ann's number one priority-not the movie or the motley crew of men that came in and out of her life like a revolving door.
She only hoped it wasn't too late.