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The evolution of Barbara Ann to Barb to Babbs continues. Conflicted in "The Pageant and "A Changed Woman" this is a tale of a young widow's journey.
Barb returned home from her weekend with Ann in Biloxi. She had enjoyed it immensely. Ann had proved to be a to be a good friend and an excellent lover. Being with another woman was the farthest thing from Barb's mind when she set off for her weekend. She was not about to give up on men but she knew she looked forward to the female experience again.
She had been offered an opportunity to enter into Ann's world at different levels. She had chosen the one weekend a month party scene. She would participate in pageants and contest. She would attend the social events for the weekend and she would have sex with at least one of the guest when required. She would have all her expenses paid for plus a minimum of $4000. On top of that there would be the sometimes generous tips.
The first thing she had done when she got home was set up a special email account. It was to used only for issues associated with the "Club". Though they did not have a name, Barb had given them this designation. They were a group of men that in their college days belonged to the same fraternity. The group had stayed connected and organized sexually oriented events. They maintained a number of women that provided entertainment at these events. Barb had been recruited to become one of these women.
Barb had returned to her job much as she had done after participation in the pageant. Dressing down as if she trying to hide anything that would give away what she was up to. She made sure that even her makeup was very demure. This was very important because on the inside she was a nervous wreck. The Babb's side of her brain was becoming more and more dominant.
She woke up thinking about sex. She had what she thought was a normal sex drive but it was out of neutral and into first gear.
The wheels never stopped turning no matter what activity she was involved in. Even in church on Sunday she would daydream about sex.
Wednesday evening she got a text from Ann. "Please check your email. Mr. Darrien will be contacted you tonight."
About an hour later the email arrived.
"Hope you had a good time in Biloxi. Ann has informed me that you wish to take part in our future get togethers. I am extremely happy with your decision. I have been speaking with Bill Todd about you. I hope you remember meeting him at our last pageant. He would like to meet with you and discuss being a sponsor. As with all competitions, there are expenses that are a burden unless you have some help. Please email me your answer back. Mr. D."
She thought for a few minutes and then responded with a positive answer. She had thought that Mr. Darrien might want to sponsor her. She was still not sure of all the ins and out. Her Babbs' side of her brain was driving her more and more into thinking all this was normal. Shortly after 11 she received an email from Bill Todd.
"Have been in touch with Mr. Darrien. I am pleased that you would be willing to meet with me. I think you will find that having a sponsor will make you a more successful competitor at our events. It will also make it a superior experience. If you are free this weekend, I can have my plane pick you up and bring you to Atlanta. The drive is about 5 hours but we can fly you here in about an hour. If this is not convenient, please let me know and we will set another date. Bill Todd"
Barb still believed that it was to her advantage to not be too easy. She responded that she was flattered that he would want to sponsor her but that she was committed to the Miss Teen Spirit Pageant in Birmingham this weekend. This was true as she was an assistant director and could not back out. Bill emailed back that he was disappointed but wanted to know if the next weekend was good.
She didn't email him right back. She called Ann. She did not know Bill and she was not sure she wanted to go to Atlanta overnight. When she express her concern, Ann assured her it would be fine. As a matter of fact, she would be in Atlanta that weekend and she would go to Bill's with her. Little did Barb know that this was all part of Mr. Darrien's plan. Ann would be present to set Barb at ease and make sure she would accept the invitation.
A few more emails were sent between Barb and Bill and the arrangements were finalized. She would be picked up at the local airport Saturday morning. She would be met by Ann at the airport and then they would go together to meet Bill at his home. Barb knew that with these people there was no telling what to expect. She knew a few things for sure. One, she trusted
Ann. Two, she had never been hurt. Three, everything was always first class. And Fourth, she should leave her inhibitions at home and enjoy the trip.
Sharply a 10 o'clock a twin engine plane landed at the local airport. The airport manager assisted Barb to the plane.
With a quick introduction to the pilot he said" Being the only passenger, you can sit in the co-pilots seat if you wish.
Never having flown in a small plane, she accepted his offer. This was the first of a few first she was going to experience this weekend.
Just after and hour and a few minutes the plane began its approach for landing. In the far distance you could see the skyline of Atlanta. Barb was surprised when a small single runway appeared to be their target. "Where's the airport she asked?"
"This is the airport miss" replied the pilot. "Mr. Todd has a private landing strip on his property. It's very well maintained and very safe."
With the aircraft safely on the ground, it turned to approach the hanger. There sitting in a golf cart was Ann. Dressed in casual walking shorts, a sleeveless top and sandals, she almost looked like a different person to Barb. "I told you I would meet you at the airport and here I am." smiled Ann.
After a hug and a quick kiss they were off in the golf cart. "You're going to have a great time. I've known Bill for a number of years He's single and always a gentleman. A really great guy with a lot, I mean a lot, of money."
The main house was part of a compound of buildings about a quarter mile from the air field. Bill greeted them at the door. Dressed in preppy casual, he immediately invited them to join him for lunch and drinks by the pool. A man in his mid 40's, he was born into a wealth Having a lot of money was nothing new to him. .
Barb was impressed. This is the way life should be. A tall muscular black man served their lunch. Casual conversation, a light lunch, and a few cocktails made for a great start to the day. After lunch at Bill's suggestion they retreated to the game room in the house. More drinks were served. They relaxed in the overstuffed chairs that formed one of the seating areas in the large room. A pool table, big screen TV and wet bar completed the furnishings.
Quickly the conversation turned to the business at hand. "I have been told that you are very familiar with pageants and beauty contest." started Bill. "Such experience will be helpful in what my friends and I do. Just like with your contest there is a lot of incidental expenses that come up that have to be covered. To be successful, it is necessary to be able to take advantage of all the things that can give you an edge"
"Do you agree with that?" he asked.
"No doubt about it" answered Barb.
With that he went on to explain what he was offering. He and his fraternity brothers had always been very competitive.
They were competitive in everything they had done in college and it had carried over after graduation. As part of that they wanted to be surrounded by winners. When it came to women that took part in their contest, there was no exception. It took a lot of money to maintain oneself and especially to be a standout. The best of the best. Spas, gyms, personal trainers, nutritionist, and in some cases plastic surgery all took money. Each woman was only able to afford these things as a result secured a sponsor.
"And what would a woman do to warrant this kind of sponsorship? " ask Barb.
"All you have to do is strive to be the woman that nature intended you to be." Bill concluded.
To be continued.
Barb returned home from her weekend with Ann in Biloxi. She had enjoyed it immensely. Ann had proved to be a to be a good friend and an excellent lover. Being with another woman was the farthest thing from Barb's mind when she set off for her weekend. She was not about to give up on men but she knew she looked forward to the female experience again.
She had been offered an opportunity to enter into Ann's world at different levels. She had chosen the one weekend a month party scene. She would participate in pageants and contest. She would attend the social events for the weekend and she would have sex with at least one of the guest when required. She would have all her expenses paid for plus a minimum of $4000. On top of that there would be the sometimes generous tips.
The first thing she had done when she got home was set up a special email account. It was to used only for issues associated with the "Club". Though they did not have a name, Barb had given them this designation. They were a group of men that in their college days belonged to the same fraternity. The group had stayed connected and organized sexually oriented events. They maintained a number of women that provided entertainment at these events. Barb had been recruited to become one of these women.
Barb had returned to her job much as she had done after participation in the pageant. Dressing down as if she trying to hide anything that would give away what she was up to. She made sure that even her makeup was very demure. This was very important because on the inside she was a nervous wreck. The Babb's side of her brain was becoming more and more dominant.
She woke up thinking about sex. She had what she thought was a normal sex drive but it was out of neutral and into first gear.
The wheels never stopped turning no matter what activity she was involved in. Even in church on Sunday she would daydream about sex.
Wednesday evening she got a text from Ann. "Please check your email. Mr. Darrien will be contacted you tonight."
About an hour later the email arrived.
"Hope you had a good time in Biloxi. Ann has informed me that you wish to take part in our future get togethers. I am extremely happy with your decision. I have been speaking with Bill Todd about you. I hope you remember meeting him at our last pageant. He would like to meet with you and discuss being a sponsor. As with all competitions, there are expenses that are a burden unless you have some help. Please email me your answer back. Mr. D."
She thought for a few minutes and then responded with a positive answer. She had thought that Mr. Darrien might want to sponsor her. She was still not sure of all the ins and out. Her Babbs' side of her brain was driving her more and more into thinking all this was normal. Shortly after 11 she received an email from Bill Todd.
"Have been in touch with Mr. Darrien. I am pleased that you would be willing to meet with me. I think you will find that having a sponsor will make you a more successful competitor at our events. It will also make it a superior experience. If you are free this weekend, I can have my plane pick you up and bring you to Atlanta. The drive is about 5 hours but we can fly you here in about an hour. If this is not convenient, please let me know and we will set another date. Bill Todd"
Barb still believed that it was to her advantage to not be too easy. She responded that she was flattered that he would want to sponsor her but that she was committed to the Miss Teen Spirit Pageant in Birmingham this weekend. This was true as she was an assistant director and could not back out. Bill emailed back that he was disappointed but wanted to know if the next weekend was good.
She didn't email him right back. She called Ann. She did not know Bill and she was not sure she wanted to go to Atlanta overnight. When she express her concern, Ann assured her it would be fine. As a matter of fact, she would be in Atlanta that weekend and she would go to Bill's with her. Little did Barb know that this was all part of Mr. Darrien's plan. Ann would be present to set Barb at ease and make sure she would accept the invitation.
A few more emails were sent between Barb and Bill and the arrangements were finalized. She would be picked up at the local airport Saturday morning. She would be met by Ann at the airport and then they would go together to meet Bill at his home. Barb knew that with these people there was no telling what to expect. She knew a few things for sure. One, she trusted
Ann. Two, she had never been hurt. Three, everything was always first class. And Fourth, she should leave her inhibitions at home and enjoy the trip.
Sharply a 10 o'clock a twin engine plane landed at the local airport. The airport manager assisted Barb to the plane.
With a quick introduction to the pilot he said" Being the only passenger, you can sit in the co-pilots seat if you wish.
Never having flown in a small plane, she accepted his offer. This was the first of a few first she was going to experience this weekend.
Just after and hour and a few minutes the plane began its approach for landing. In the far distance you could see the skyline of Atlanta. Barb was surprised when a small single runway appeared to be their target. "Where's the airport she asked?"
"This is the airport miss" replied the pilot. "Mr. Todd has a private landing strip on his property. It's very well maintained and very safe."
With the aircraft safely on the ground, it turned to approach the hanger. There sitting in a golf cart was Ann. Dressed in casual walking shorts, a sleeveless top and sandals, she almost looked like a different person to Barb. "I told you I would meet you at the airport and here I am." smiled Ann.
After a hug and a quick kiss they were off in the golf cart. "You're going to have a great time. I've known Bill for a number of years He's single and always a gentleman. A really great guy with a lot, I mean a lot, of money."
The main house was part of a compound of buildings about a quarter mile from the air field. Bill greeted them at the door. Dressed in preppy casual, he immediately invited them to join him for lunch and drinks by the pool. A man in his mid 40's, he was born into a wealth Having a lot of money was nothing new to him. .
Barb was impressed. This is the way life should be. A tall muscular black man served their lunch. Casual conversation, a light lunch, and a few cocktails made for a great start to the day. After lunch at Bill's suggestion they retreated to the game room in the house. More drinks were served. They relaxed in the overstuffed chairs that formed one of the seating areas in the large room. A pool table, big screen TV and wet bar completed the furnishings.
Quickly the conversation turned to the business at hand. "I have been told that you are very familiar with pageants and beauty contest." started Bill. "Such experience will be helpful in what my friends and I do. Just like with your contest there is a lot of incidental expenses that come up that have to be covered. To be successful, it is necessary to be able to take advantage of all the things that can give you an edge"
"Do you agree with that?" he asked.
"No doubt about it" answered Barb.
With that he went on to explain what he was offering. He and his fraternity brothers had always been very competitive.
They were competitive in everything they had done in college and it had carried over after graduation. As part of that they wanted to be surrounded by winners. When it came to women that took part in their contest, there was no exception. It took a lot of money to maintain oneself and especially to be a standout. The best of the best. Spas, gyms, personal trainers, nutritionist, and in some cases plastic surgery all took money. Each woman was only able to afford these things as a result secured a sponsor.
"And what would a woman do to warrant this kind of sponsorship? " ask Barb.
"All you have to do is strive to be the woman that nature intended you to be." Bill concluded.
To be continued.
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