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Subject: {ASSM} Hollywood After Dark - Ch. 4 - 2/2 - (MF, FF, Ff, FFf, cons, oral, voy, Fdom, drugs, celeb)
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CONTINUED FROM PART 1 IN THIS ARCHIVE UNDER SAME TITLE








KATHERINE'S STORY:

	That night, after recounting the details of Mila Kunis' story, I
still wasn't completely convinced. Like Alex's own experience, nothing
had really happened lately, at least since my experience at that
mansion, and it had us both worried. Mila's story seemed too
spontaneous to be truthful.

	"I'm telling you, she is telling the truth. Look, why would she lie?"
Alex asked as we sat on my couch, watching TV.

	"Why WOULDN'T she lie? How do you know she didn't just leave and then
go tell them everything you told her?" I asked.

	"I saw real fear in her eyes when I was threatening her Katherine.
She was scared shitless, and when I told her what I know - which by
the way left you out of things - she was actually excited to be
involved in it," he replied.

	"Until I see her in person and she can prove to me that she is
telling the truth, I'm going to treat her as a risk. Simple as that,"
I said defiantly, wanting to end the conversation.

	There was a slight pause between us as we watched Entertainment
Tonight.

	"She asked about us. Well, she asked if I was involved with anyone I
guess is the better way to put it," Alex said quietly. I craned my
head back to look at him.

	"And what did you say?"

	"I told her that it was complicated. Because it is. I mean, what are
we really Katherine? We sneak around, act as if there is nothing
between us...I don't know, while I'm committed to stopping Willis, our
relationship is all convoluted,"

	"Well, what do you want our relationship to be like Alex? Are we an
item or are we just dating or are we just friends?" I asked, curious
what his thoughts were. Truthfully, I didn't really know where we
stood either, but I was curious as to where he saw us.

	"I think that we are friends with benefits, or just dating or
whatever the hell you want to call it. While I do care for you as a
friend and lover, I don't think we've known each other long enough to
say that we are a true couple. There's too much extra baggage right
now. If we sort it out, things will be better I think. Less complex,"
he said.

	I kissed him on the cheek. "Ok. That's good enough for me, for now
anyways,"

	I was going to take things further when the phone in the kitchen
rang. Alex moved to get up.

	"I'll get it," he said, scooting me out of the way. I grabbed onto
his shirt.

	"You don't live here, remember?" I said playfully as I pushed him
back onto the couch.

	"Oh yeah, right..." he said with a grin.

	I padded over to the phone. 

	"And turn that down. You're not even watching it any ways," I called
to him, hearing the segment on the show slowly decrease in volume.

	'In other news, the Japanese entertainment industry is mourning one
of it's own tonight. Business man and billionaire television mogul
Hiutsu Kyokota died suddenly late last night when the private plane
carrying he and his financial advisor crashed in the middle of the
Pacific Ocean. Investigators are trying to determine the cause of the
crash but in the meantime Japanese Prime Minister Junichiro Koizumi
offered his condolences to the family and friends of Kyokota. The
moguls son, Yasuo Kyokota is expected to take over the business
empire...'

	I picked up the phone as Alex muted the television completely.

	"Hello?"

	"Are you alone?" a voice said on the other line. I recognized it now
as Eliza's, which sent an inevitable shiver down my spine. Glancing
over at Alex, he seemed content to watch the show with no volume at
all.

	"Yes," I said, lying.

	"Good. We have a new member joining tomorrow. Be at the Mirage Hotel
in Las Vegas no later than 8:00PM, suite 3414 on the top floor. And
travel by car, not by plane. We don't need your name showing up on any
flight roster," Eliza said coldly.

	"O..ok. Do I need to bring anything?" I said in a whisper, my hand
cupping the phone to keep Alex from hearing.

	Eliza laughed.

	"No, just yourself. And if anyone asks why you are going, tell them
that you are feeling lucky," she said. The phone clicked dead as I set
it back down on the receiver, my hands trembling again.

	Walking slowly back over to Alex, he turned the volume back up as I
sat down.

	"Who was that?" he asked, now interested in the beer commercial on TV
as he kept his gaze fixed on it.

	"It was Eliza," I said, my voice shaking a bit. This caught his
attention and he immediately turned off the television to face me.

	"What did she say?" he asked, taking my shaking hands, trying to calm
them.

	"I have to be in Vegas tomorrow by 8:00. The Mirage Hotel. They are
doing another initiation," I said. As much as I had tried to put the
entire thing out of my mind, now the realization that I was going to
be right back in the thick of things hit me like a brick wall.

	"Do you need to make the call?" he asked, staring at me intently.

	I nodded. "Uh-huh. But I'll do it in the morning. Right now, I'd like
to just get some sleep. It's going to be a long day tomorrow,"


	I rented a car and headed out about mid-afternoon for Vegas, hopping
on the interstate to get there. Las Vegas is a surprisingly short
drive from LA, although it is a very lonely and boring one. I passed
countless miles of great big nothingness as I sped down the road,
watching the desert zoom by past me. The colors in the sky out in this
part of the country seemed richer and more beautiful than anywhere
else I had ever been, the air clean (albeit hot) and flawless, a far
cry from LA's smog.

	As I grew closer to the city, it's neon lights viewable from miles
out as they glowed on the sky of the setting sun, I reached into my
purse and took out my cell phone. Dialing Charlie's number, he picked
up on the fourth ring, just as I was about to hang up.

	"This is Charlie,"

	"Charlie, it's Katherine. I'll keep this short because I might lose
the signal. Things are going down tonight. Can you use your connection
to help us out? I'm going to be in Las Vegas?"

	"Vegas huh? Boy Katherine, that is rough territory for me. I have
quite a few outstanding debts there and I know a lot of people would
like to get their hands on me and..."

	"Spare me your life story Charlie," I said, knowing that to get
anything out of him, you had to be forceful. "This is costing me
money. Can you help or not?"

	He sighed into the phone. "I'll call around, see what I can do. You
really want to bring them in on this?"

	"It's the only way. Alex and I discussed it and it's the best option
for tonight at least,"

	"Ah yes, Alex. Well, I can't promise anything, but I'll do what I
can. Where and what time?"

	"Have them get there about 10:00 or so, that should be when things
are in full gear. Trust me, it will be worth their while if I know
anything about what is going to happen tonight. The Mirage Hotel,
suite 3414,"

	"Alright, I'll tell them. I still don't know why I'm doing this for
you,"

	"Think of Jessica Charlie," I said, frustrated that I had to hold his
hand almost every single step of the way.

	There was a pause. "Right. Good luck Katherine,"

	"Thanks"

	I hung up the phone just as I entered Las Vegas city limits. Already
traffic was starting to pick up, the gamblers out in full swing
tonight even this early in the evening. Like many of the biggest
cities in America, Las Vegas is a place that doesn't sleep, and in
fact seems to come alive even more at night, the neon lights
illuminating the sky almost as brightly as the desert sun.

	I watched the skyline, looking for the Mirage. I spotted it way down
the road as the sun finally disappeared over the horizon, traffic
finally letting up as I neared the entrance. Getting line behind a
seemingly endless flood of SUV's and limos, I finally arrived at the
valet. Stopping the engine, I stepped out and handed the young man the
keys. I could see him checking me out - I wore a black sequined dress
that gave me quite ample cleavage, a pair of three inch stiletto heels
and my hair up in a tucked in bun at the back of my head. I had been
saving the dress for an awards show appearance, but with "Roswell" now
cancelled, that didn't seem to be happening any time soon. I smiled at
the valet as I walked around the car and stepped in through the
sliding doors of the casino hotel.

	Immediately the sound of yelling people, beeping slot machines and
the rick-rick-rick of roulette wheels overwhelmed my ears as I passed
the entrance to the gambling floor and headed towards the concierge's
desk. Standing in line behind an old couple that looked like they were
from the Mid West - it was easy to spot a tourist, especially when you
are living in LA - I waited my turn patiently, smoothing out my dress.

	The drive had given me plenty of time to think and prepare on how to
act, but I still felt nervous as I approached the desk.

	"I'm a guest in room 3414?" I said.

	The woman behind the counter punched in some numbers on her computer.

	"Name?"

	"Katherine Heigl?" I said, hoping that they had put me on the guest
list under that name.

	The woman looked up and smiled. "Yes Ms. Heigl, they are expecting
you in the room. Go on up,"

	I nodded at her and headed towards the elevators, my purse in hand. I
pushed the button as a few other people, mostly older ones stepped on.
A young guy walked in and smiled at me as he stood next to me. He too
seemed to be checking me out, and though he WAS cute, I had other more
important things to worry about.

	The older tourists got off a few floors before mine, leaving just me
and the guy there. He turned to look at me.

	"You look very beautiful, if you don't mind me saying," he said with
a smile.

	"Thanks," I said, not looking at him as I watched the floors tick by
slowly.

	"My name is Wesley if you...you know...want to do something later
on," he said, trying not to stare at my pressed out breasts.

	"Thanks Wesley, but I have other plans," I said politely to him.

	"Oh, ok. You're working tonight I guess then huh?" he said.

	Before I could even speak up to correct him, the elevator stopped at
his floor. Stepping out quickly, he turned to look at me.

	"Well, see ya around. And don't let the guy give you any trouble.
You're too pretty for that," he said as the elevator doors slammed
shut.

	I stood there with my mouth slightly agape, angry that he thought I
was some kind of call girl. Then again, I thought, perhaps that what I
really was - beckoned out to Las Vegas to take part in a very explicit
sexual ritual, not because I wanted to but because I was technically
being forced. I refused to think of myself as an escort or call girl,
but his words had managed to get under my skin.

	Thankfully the elevator stopped at my floor and I stepped off into
the quiet hall. There was a woman at the far end, pushing a cart of
food from room service around the corner as I walked down the massive,
long hallways, looking for the suite.

	Glancing all around me, I thought I had gotten off at the wrong
floor, not able now to find the room, when suddenly like a vision in
the desert itself, the gold lettered numbers of Suite 3414
materialized in front of me at the end of the hall.

	Straightening my dress one more time, I pushed Wesley's thoughts out
of my head as I knocked on the door. Unlike my first time at that
mansion in LA, the door opened quickly, Kate Hudson once again there
to greet me. She smiled warmly as I stepped inside, the door slamming
shut behind me.

	"Katherine, HEYYYY!!!" she exclaimed, already a little tipsy. She
pressed her body against mine and before I knew it was kissing me
directly on the lips. My first instinct was to shove the girl off of
me, but remembering where I was, I became passive and let it happen,
trying to act like I enjoyed it.

	She broke the kiss and took my hand.

	"HEY EVERYONE! KATHERINE IS HERE!" Kate called down the hall of the
room. The suite itself was absolutely massive, with one long window
opening up along the wall, giving an amazing view of the Strip beneath
us, the cars and people looking like ants from this high up in the
building. Leading me in further, I saw Alicia Witt watching TV on the
couch, a glass of champagne in her hand, a few girls who hadn't been
at the last event.

	Standing near the big window was Tara Reid, smoking a joint as she
looked out on the scene below. I had seen Tara around at events before
and though I knew she was a little ditzy, it didn't surprise me to see
that the source of it may have been the drugs. She wore a leather
skirt and a burgundy top, as she turned to look at the commotion Kate
was causing, her blonde hair hanging over her shoulders.

	Sitting on one of the couches watching television were Jamie Pressley
and Jessica Biel. From the way Jessica was acting, wearing a dress not
unlike the one I wore when I was last with the Rose Petals, she looked
very nervous and tense, and I guessed that it was she who would be
joining the rest of them (and me now too) in the membership. Jamie
wore a bright green dress that hung to her exquisite figure as she
leaned in close to talk to Jessica, ignoring us completely.

	Kate continued to walk with my hand in hers into the room, letting go
of it as I stood by the couch. On the screen was some kung fu movie
from Japan, the lips of the characters moving after the poorly
translated voiceover could catch up. Jessica looked up at me, smiling
weakly as I greeted them. Jamie was a bit cold to me and at first I
thought it was because I had interrupted their conversation, but I
soon found out what had angered her.

	"When the hell is Eliza going to get here?" Jamie said to Kate, who
was now standing by Tara, taking hits off her joint. "I don't have all
night you know,"

	Kate exhaled a puff of smoke. "Just chill out Jamie, she'll be here.
Why don't you and Katherine take Jessica into the bedroom and calm her
nerves a little bit?"

	My eyes flitted back and forth between Jamie and Kate, watching their
reactions. Jamie looked like an animal on the prowl, agitated and
bored with having to sit around and do nothing. Unlike many of the
other actresses I had been around, Jamie had an air of intimidation
about her, of sexual dominance, and I wondered how someone like her
could put up with an organization that gave orders so bluntly to it's
members.

	Jamie sighed, hooking her arm under Jessica's. The two of them stood
up and walked over to me.

	"Here, you take her into the bedroom. I'm going to get us all some
champagne to enjoy," Jamie said, handing Jessica's arm to me. I took
it as I watched the girl, who though quite beautiful on screen and in
her roles, now looked timid and hesitant about anything that was going
to happen to her. I smiled at her, trying to reassure her.

	"Don't worry, tonight will be fun. I promise," I said as we walked
past Tara and Kate towards one of the bedrooms of the suite. Passing a
table with an ashtray full of cigarettes, I saw a large amount of
pills and cocaine. The girls had come prepared to party alright.

	Jessica and I walked into the bedroom as I released her arm, her thin
form moving towards the bed instinctively. She sat on the edge as I
closed the door. No sooner had it been closed than I heard Kate
shouting at us.

	"NO DOOR CLOSING KATHERINE! IT PISSES ELIZA OFF!" she said. I sighed
and opened the door back up, doing a smart ass little curtsy for her.
She smiled at me through her stoned state, her and Tara's eyes droopy
and red.

	"Thank you," she said sweetly, turning back to her conversation with
Tara.

	I shrugged my shoulders in an "oh well" gesture at Jessica and then
took a seat next to her on the bed. Neither of us said anything for a
few moments, before I decided to break the ice.

	"I know you're nervous Jessica, but nothing bad is going to happen.
With all the rituals and macho talk and all that bullshit, all that
will happen is that they will give you a night of sexual bliss," I
said, amazed that I could speak so casually about this despite my true
feelings.

	"It isn't that I'm worried about. I'm afraid...well, I think Jamie
and Eliza may have some issues from before tonight, and the way Jamie
is acting, it's as if she is looking for trouble. I mean, I'm excited
and happy about this whole thing and I'm really happy that I'm finally
moving up the Hollywood ladder. But I don't want to cause a problem,
you know?" Jessica said. It was hard to read her voice, whether she
was apprehensive or really just as excited as she said. I had noticed
Jamie's demeanor as well and hoped that there wouldn't be any trouble.
Especially not before my plan went into action at 10:00.

	"Jessica, don't worry. I won't let anything happen to you, alright?"
I said, already feeling guilty that I would probably be breaking that
promise very soon. "I'll do everything I can to keep both Eliza and
Jamie under control,"

	"Thanks Katherine," Jessica said, leaning in to hug me. I hugged her
back, but the embrace lasted a bit longer than usual, Jessica turning
her head up to look at me.

	"Have you done this sort of thing before?" she asked, her brown eyes
like little pools of chocolate.

	"You mean an initiation or...with a girl..." I replied, suddenly
aware of Jessica's leg stroking my own.

	"Oh, I don't know, either one," she said coyly, her hand moving up
the fabric of my dress. "I used to fool around with some of my friends
in school and they said I was pretty good. I hope that Eliza thinks
so,"

	I wanted to push her hand away, but I knew that tonight I would just
have to go along with whatever happened, to keep up the front of a
horny starlet to appease the other members. I smiled at Jessica,
leaning back on the bed to give her hand better access.

	"Well, why don't you show me how good you are?" I purred at her,
feeling a bit aroused in spite of myself. Since this thing was going
to happen anyways, I reasoned, I might as well have some fun with it.

	Jessica giggled and smiled at me, moving her hand from my leg as she
climbed up on her knees. She gently pushed me back onto the bed with
her hand, scooting over so that she could straddle me, the open bottom
of her dress covering my stomach as her knees rested by my sides. She
reached over and grabbed a pillow from the bed, tenderly putting it
underneath my head. In that moment, I felt very sorry for Jessica.
Here she wanted to just please anyone - especially how she had been so
kind to Charlie - and yet I knew that her enthusiasm would be taken
advantage of and exploited to any means that the Rose Petals wanted.

	She bent over me, her hands sliding up my torso to rest on my
breasts. Her long brown hair fell over one side of her face as she
leaned in and kissed me softly, neither of us saying a word as she
caressed my breasts through my dress. I met her kiss with the required
vigor. During the night of my initiation and all the requisite escorts
previous, I had grown to be able to tolerate sex with a woman and many
times enjoyed it a lot. If my mind wasn't on other things, now would
have been one of those times, as Jessica was a fantastic kisser.

	Her lips left mine as she rocked back on her hips, squatting over me
now, her small ass resting lightly on my stomach. She slid her hands
up over my breasts and shoulders, pulling down the straps of my gown.
I laid there and simply watched her; it must have been quite the
experience for Jessica to be the aggressor for once and from the look
of lust on her face, it was clear she enjoyed it.

	Working a hand into my dress, she reached in and pulled out my left
breast, pushing the bra down underneath the orb. She repeated the move
on the other, freeing my breasts from the push-up bra I wore. Scooting
further back down my body, her own moist box almost directly over my
own, she laid herself down on my chest and began to suck on my right
breast like a child, taking it in her mouth.

	I couldn't help but gasp at her tongue - she really was good at this
- as she smiled at me, lifting her mouth off almost completely but
leaving her tongue out as she licked and flicked my nipple playfully.
Jessica then lowered her mouth back down on my breast and sucked on
it, occasionally releasing it as it popped free of her mouth, jiggling
slightly. She used her free hand to rub and caress the other as I
watched her from the propped up position of my head, the all consuming
lust Jessica was feeling now sending her off into her own world.

	I was set to join her there thanks to her wonderful mouth work, when
I saw Jamie approaching with a bottle of champagne and three glasses
in her hand. She grinned at me as she saw Jessica licking away at my
now exposed torso (the dress having gotten pulled down slightly due to
Jessica grinding herself into me), Jamie wasting no time as she
climbed onto the bed next to us. Jessica finally looked up, a shit
eating grin on her face at first until she realized it was Jamie. Then
her smile was replaced by a look of happiness but also hesitation.

	"Hhh...hi Jamie. Katherine and I were just getting to know each other
better," Jessica said, scooting away from me as I sat up on the bed,
adjusting my pulled down bra. I watched Jamie's reaction to this,
Jessica's fear of her exploding for no reason now rubbing off on me,
but thankfully she seemed completely calm.

	"No problem, that's what they want us to do right? To get to know
each other?" Jamie said, a hint of sarcasm in her voice. She walked
over to the door, glasses still in hand and shut it. Immediately Kate
repeated what she told me, but Jamie chose to ignore her, leaving the
door shut. I had to admire her "Fuck you" attitude as she walked back
over towards the bed.

	Setting the glasses on the table, she undid the cork on the bottle
and popped it off, the thing flying into the corner of the room as the
bottle fizzed to life. She poured the three of us an ample size glass
of champagne.

	Climbing back onto the bed, we each took one from her. She lifted her
glass in a toast.

	"Here's to Jessica joining the Rose Petals, and to my decision to
tell Eliza off for being late when she gets here," Jamie said
gleefully. We clinked glasses, Jessica and I exchanging worried
glances.

	Finishing the drink, Jamie propped herself up on two knees so that
she was directly in front of Jessica. She put her arms on Jessica's
shoulders and with an almost flick of her wrist, the girl's dress was
down off her shoulders and hanging in a balled up lump around her
waist.

	"No offense Katherine, but this IS her party," she said to me with a
wicked smile. In spite of myself, I found myself liking Jamie's
personality a lot more than Eliza's as she leaned in to kiss Jessica
forcefully. Jessica looked surprised at how quickly Jamie's tongue had
entered her mouth, but in a moment began to respond fully to the kiss,
her hands reaching out to grope Jamie's breasts. I felt like a third
wheel, until Jamie broke the kiss and looked at me.

	"Help me get her undressed Katherine, then I'll help you with your
own dress," she purred at me. I found myself jumping at her words, the
alpha-female instincts in her triggering something deep down in me.

	We climbed off the bed, leaving Jessica sitting there watching us.
Jamie reached out to her and stroked her cheek as she pushed down the
girl's dress the rest of the way, leaving Jessica in only her panties
and shoes and socks. I reached out for her leg and lifted it up
slightly, sliding her shoes off one by one before doing the same with
her socks. Jamie touched me on the shoulder, signifying that it was
her turn now. Releasing her legs, I stepped back slightly as Jamie
reached out and pulled down Jessica's panties in a quick move, wasting
no time in exposing the brown bush between her legs. Handing me her
panties, I set them on the floor with the rest of her garments.

	Jamie turned to me now and pushed my dress down my hips, allowing me
to step out of it. I felt the cool air of the room rush over my now
naked body (at Alex's insistence I hadn't worn panties, agreeing with
his logic than none of the girls probably would either). I lifted my
leg up to take off my heels, but Jamie stopped me.

	"No. Leave them on," she said. I obeyed what she said, again amazed
at my willingness to fall in line. I hoped that this wouldn't be the
case when the time came for the plan to go into effect.

	Jamie reached down to the bottom of her dress and pulled it off, as
if it had barely been there in the first place, leaving all three of
us now naked in the room. Jamie brushed her hand softly across
Jessica's exposed pussy, rubbing her hand over the matted brown patch
of hair, her finger gliding along the girl's slit. Lifting one of her
legs up onto her shoulder, Jamie kept one hand rubbing Jessica's pussy
while the other concentrated on her leg.

	Starting at her knee, Jamie slid her tongue all the way up Jessica's
smooth leg, licking it and coating it with her saliva and part of her
red lipstick, pausing every other second or so to plant a gentle kiss
on it. When she reached Jessica's foot, Jamie bent Jessica's knee down
slightly, taking it off her shoulder but still holding onto the girl's
ankle. Pulling her small foot towards her mouth, Jamie put Jessica's
big two and second toe between her lips into her mouth, closing her
lips slowly around it as if it were a cock. Sucking gently on it,
Jamie wrapped her tongue around Jessica's pedicured toes, sucking and
licking each and every one as she put all five of her toes in her
mouth.

	Jessica was beside herself with pleasure. Jamie had begun to work a
finger into Jessica's snatch and as she did so, the added sensation of
Jamie's attention to her foot had turned her on to no end. Jessica
stared up at Jamie, whose eyes were smoldering with lust as she
returned Jessica's gaze, Jessica's mouth hanging open in a frozen gasp
of disbelief at the erotic sensations that Jamie was bringing out in
her.

	The scene was turning me on as well and I couldn't help but put my
hand on my pussy, pressing my palm against it in slight pressure,
enjoying the sensation as the room was filled only with the noise of
Jamie's sucking and Jessica's gasping. I slid a finger over my clit,
the simple act of touching it making me shudder in pleasure. Jamie was
now licking between Jessica's toes as she worked two fingers in and
out of the girl. Jessica threw her head back on the bed in a silent
moan as Jamie traced her tongue along the base of her foot.

	Pausing for a second as her tongue reached Jessica's toes again,
Jamie let her foot slip out of her mouth, the wet smacking noise
preceding her words.

	"Jessica?" she asked, sliding her tongue across the bottom of her
toes.

	"Unnhgghhh! Yes Jamie?" Jessica panted.

	"Do you want to lick Katherine's pussy while I keep playing with your
little tootsies?" Jamie asked sweetly, as if speaking to a child. As
an added incentive to get Jessica to answer, she took the girl's big
toe in her mouth once more.

	"Yes! Yes, anything! Just don't stop that! It feels great!"

	"I won't, but only if you say it," Jamie said, stopping licking
completely now.

	Jessica's head shot up. "Say what?"

	"Say to Katherine over there, who looks quite turned on by watching
your hot little body squirm, that you want to eat out her cunt,"

	Jessica looked at me, that same smoldering look of lust transforming
her face. She gazed deeply at me, her words coming at me like a laser
beam.

	"Katherine, I want to eat your sweet, tasty, yummy pussy!" Jessica
moaned. On the word "pussy", Jamie plunged an extra finger into
Jessica's cunt, shoving the girl forward slightly on the bed.

	"That's a good girl," Jamie said, flicking her tongue across
Jessica's toes once more. "Well, don't just stand there Katherine, the
girl obviously wants you!"

	I  had felt like I was in a daze watching all this take place, but at
Jamie's mention of my name, I climbed onto the bed over by Jessica.
Kneeling by her face, I gently lowered my quite wet pussy over her
lips, her tongue already licking her lips in anticipation.

	The touch of her tongue on my pussy, the tip of it barely touching my
clit in that first lick, was electric. I almost felt like cumming
right there, and if I hadn't exhaled loudly and reigned my body in, I
probably would have cum all over Jessica's face right then and there.
As I settled down over her, my snatch now just an inch from Jessica's
tongue, she began to lick and lap at me like a woman possessed.

	Her nimble and talented tongue, which had felt great on my breasts,
felt a hundred times more amazing as she sucked and licked at my
pussy. Her tongue worked it's way up into my hole, parting through my
lips as Jessica pulled in a stream of my aroused juices into her mouth
with it, like a cat lapping at milk. Her head was rocking back and
forth on the bed as she moved, Jamie's hand pushing into her cunt hard
as she rubbed her thumb over Jessica's clit. Each time Jessica's
tongue touched the inner walls of my pussy, I felt as if I had been
shocked by electricity just slightly, the waves of pleasure amazing
me.

	Though I had closed my eyes as Jessica went to work on me at first, I
opened them now again to see Jamie continuing to lick Jessica's leg.
She sucked on her toes slightly, but then she did something that
surprised me. Reaching over to the bedside table, Jamie managed to
grab my half full champagne glass and carefully lift it over towards
Jessica while still keeping the girl's rocking leg on her shoulder.

	Jamie took a small sip of the champagne from the glass, and then
tilted it over Jessica's foot. Letting the liquid come out slowly, the
coldness of it startled Jessica as she pulled her head from between my
legs as we watched Jamie at work. The champagne moved slowly, but now
the cold trickle was sliding down the perfect curve of Jessica's leg.
Jamie dumped the rest of the glass down her foot as well, expertly
taking the girl's leg and moving it with the trickle so that it didn't
fall off. It's final resting spot was one of sheer genius: the now
rapidly moving stream landed directly atop the mass of Jessica's pubic
hair, soaking into it as a few drops fell across her pussy and Jamie's
moving hand. Jessica moaned at the sensation of the drink on her skin,
but her moans turned into groans in an instant.

	Setting the glass down, Jamie pulled her hand from Jessica's snatch
and began to now lick off and drink off all the sticky champagne from
Jessica's leg. Moving downward, she passed her ankle to her calve to
her knee to her thigh until in a moment, Jamie was directly in front
of Jessica's pussy, her tongue lapping up the small puddle of
champagne that had formed in between her legs.

	Jamie parted Jessica's lips with two fingers and, taking one final
moment to sniff the aroma of Jessica Biel's snatch, thrust her tongue
and mouth upon it. Jessica's reaction was immediate: she shot up from
the bed, Jamie's tongue sinking into her pussy quickly and expertly,
delving deep into the girl's inner walls as she bounced on the bed,
Jessica's mouth gasping for a taste of my own pussy, which I was more
than happy to oblige.

	Pressing my legs atop of Jessica's face, it wasn't long at all until
I could feel her breath growing more rapid and her tongue moving
quicker, her orgasm approaching. Jamie was making lewd sucking noises
now, playing with Jessica's labia between her lips as she ate the girl
out. I too could feel a flood of juices arriving. There was something
in watching Jamie's eyes as she lapped and sucked on Jessica's cunt,
something alluring and forbidden at the same time in those green eyes
of her - it was almost bewitching.

	Jessica began to grunt between my legs as Jamie lifted her mouth from
her but replaced it with her fingers, sliding them into Jessica's cunt
once more as the girl began to buck and bounce on the bed, little
squeaks and gasps escaping her lips. She trembled on the bed, her
whole body shaking as she groaned in release.

	"YESSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!" she cried into my pussy, breaking her licking
long enough to gasp out her cry of pleasure as her orgasm flooded
around Jamie's hand, soaking it and making a splooshing sound as Jamie
continued to work at the girl's pussy. I lifted myself off of
Jessica's face so that she could enjoy things herself, my own orgasm
hitting around the same time as I replaced Jessica's tongue with my
fingers, only needing one quick rub of my clit with two of my fingers
to trigger my own orgasm. I collapsed on the bed in pleasure as I felt
my hand growing wet from my juice, amazed at how skillful Jessica had
been.

	She had come down from her orgasm now, her large breasts heaving on
her chest as she caught her breath, Jamie having climbed out from
between her legs and now lay next to the girl as she smeared Jessica's
juices all across her body. Having caught her breath, Jessica looked
up at Jamie dreamily.

	"Aren't you going to cum too?"

	"No sweetie, that's later. This was just a warm up," Jamie replied,
all the fierceness in her voice gone for the moment. Perhaps sex DID
calm a person like her down. Jessica just smiled back at Jamie as she
lay there, rubbing her hands through her hair.

	They seemed content to deal with each other and I was happy to relax
and let them be. Leaning back against the headboard of the bed, I
happened to look over at the clock.

	9:56

	Holy shit! I had been in here for far far far too long! I sat upright
on the bed, startling Jamie and Jessica.

	"What's wrong Katherine?" Jessica said, reaching out to me. I stood
up, avoiding her hand.

	"Nothing, nothing I just...never mind," I said, trying to act as cool
and collected as possible. "Is it hot in here?"

	Jessica giggled, sitting up on the bed. "Well of course it is. We DID
just have sex,"

	I smiled at her, my heart beating rapidly now as I thought about the
plan, hoping that Charlie would come through.

	"I'm going to go get us some ice to cool down with. I think I saw a
machine down the hall," I said, putting my dress back on and heading
towards the door.

	Jamie's voice made me pause.

	"There's ice out there in the living room Katherine. Why do you need
to go get more?" she asked, looking at me suspiciously.

	"I...I like fresh ice, nothing melted," I said, managing to keep my
voice calm.

	"Well...ok, but hurry back," Jamie said, that look of suspicion still
on her face. I smiled at her and opened the door, walking quickly out
into the living room. Tara and Kate were busy 69ing each other, but
Tara managed to look up for a moment, a smear of sticky juice on her
face.

	"Hey Katherine, where ya going?" she asked in that raspy voice of
hers.

	"To go get some ice," I replied, walking over to find an ice bucket.

	"Eliza will be here in about 5 minutes Katherine, so get back quick
so we can get started," Kate said from between Tara's legs, her hand
rubbing the girl's pussy lightly as she spoke to me.

	"I will," I said, walking to the door. Opening it, I stepped out and
into the hall. The place was deserted now as I scanned around for an
ice machine to use as an alibi. If things went according to plan,
things would be getting started any minute now.

	I found one way at the end of the hall and, walking quickly on my
very uncomfortable heels, I managed to reach it and  push the button
to get the machine going, the relief at being a safe distance from the
room very comforting.

	Like clockwork, the next few minutes happened very quickly. Over the
rumble of the machine, I heard a loud male voice. Stopping the button
for a moment, I peered down the hall way (the ice machine being around
a corner) to look.

	"Ma'mm, will you please open the door? This is the Las Vegas Police
Department,"

	I could hear voices, shouting coming from the room.

	"Open the door now ma'mm, or we will have to use force," the cop
said. I could see five of them, wearing bullet proof vests and with a
battering ram like thing ready a few feet back from the door.

	More voices inside, serious high pitched shouting.

	"I'm counting to three, then we are coming in," the cop barked.
"1...2...3!"

	The man stepped out of the way as the two cops holding the battering
ram charged forward, knocking in the door with a splintering sound
that filled the hallway. The cops filed in after them, with lots of
shouting and yelling taking place from inside the room. My heart was
beating quickly and I didn't dare go any closer for fear of being
caught as well.
	
	The noise had drawn an audience on the floor, people stepping out
from inside their rooms to watch what was going on. They peered out in
their night gowns and robes, watching. The noise from the room grew
louder now as angry female voices drew closer to the door.

	I saw Tara first, her body covered over with one of those big police
blankets as she was led out of the room by one of the cops, her hands
cuffed behind her back. She was saying something to them that I
couldn't hear over the yelling from inside the room. Next to follow
was Kate, who too was squirming and pushing back against the cop
nastily, trying to kick at him as he led her out wearing just a towel
wrapped around her body. Jessica followed, looking very scared as she
tried to plead with the cop, tears running down her eyes.

	The last to emerge was Jamie, who walked with the utmost dignity, as
if being arrested was just an every day thing for her. She had her
dress back on, but one side hung open as her breast hung out, her
mouth silent as she walked down the hall looking straight ahead.
Following her was the last cop, holding up the bag of cocaine I had
seen, and all of the pills put inside of a plastic bag, the cop
carrying it like it was hazardous material.

	Figuring the coast was clear as the last cop walked out of sight down
the hall, I stepped forward. That's when I saw her: Eliza was standing
at the opposite end of the hall, wearing a leather outfit not unlike
the one that Salma had worn when she had done my initiation. Eliza
stood there slack jawed as the members of the Rose Petals were led
away. Then, her gaze turned to me looking at her.

	Even from that distance, I could see Eliza calculating things,
putting things together. How her friends had been arrested. How I had
managed to get away scot-free. She stared at me hard, a dark look
crossing her beautiful face as she glared at me. Then, as if like a
cat, she disappeared down the other end of the hall.



	CHAPTER 5 - COMING SOON


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