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Chapter 19 I was stunned as I started looking for my own place. Back home, you could get a decent apartment in town for $400/month. Here in the city, I was looking at $800 a month just to be in a place that was in a safe part of town. I finally found a place and when I filled out the application, I lied about my age and put 18. It also asked for employment information. I told the manager that I wasn't employed but that my mom and dad were sending me money every month. He said that he would have to call them and confirm. I didn't want them to know I was moving out so I asked him if there wasn't another way. Maybe I could show him my bank statement. He looked me up and down and said, "I think we can work something out." So I ended up back in his office giving head so I could rent an apartment. Afterwards, he stood up and zipped his pants and said that he needed two checks, each for $800, one for first month's rent and a deposit. I opened my purse and took out my check book and paid the man. I called Diesel and he met me back at the apartment with his pick up and he helped me move into my new place. Both Jenny and Stephanie tried to convince me I was making a mistake but I was determined that nobody was going to tell me what to do. So I moved in and after Diesel and I had sex, he left and I was alone. I went out on the balcony and smoked a cigarette. I still needed plates and pots and pans and a TV. It was after 11:30 so I went to bed and figured I'd get an early start tomorrow. I got up the next morning and didn't even have coffee. So I went out on the balcony and had a smoke in my robe. I went back in and showered and got dressed. I headed for WalMart. I managed to locate most everything I needed and headed back to my car. I unloaded and took everything upstairs. By the time I got everything put away it around noon so I made a quick salad and grabbed an iced tea and my cigarettes and went out on my balcony. I ate and was smoking a cigarette when I heard a deep masculine voice say, "Those'll kill ya, ya know." I looked over and it was a very handsome middle aged man that was standing there having a smoke like me. I smiled and he introduced himself as Robert Bonacci. I introduced myself as Amber Starr. He smiled and said, "Pretty name for a pretty lady." I smiled back and we started chatting. He said he owned a club in Dallas and another here in our city. I asked him which one and he said, "It's called Come As You Really Are." I told him I had been there and it was a lot of fun. He thanked me and asked what I did for a living. I lied and told him I was a student and he said that he always had a job for a "pretty little thing with a hot body like you." I smiled and tried to blush and I thanked him. We talked for a while more and then he had to get to the club. So the weeks went by and I partied and had sex with Diesel on Friday and Charley on Monday. I worked on my tan during the day and partied by night. I would occasionally run into Stephanie or Jenny at the store or one of the bars I hung out in. They were friendly and nice. Stephanie was living full time and when I saw her towards the end of April, she had just got her boobs done. She had only gone with a "C" cup but she was really a gorgeous woman. She and Bubba were engaged. Jenny had been accepted at Harvard Med School and was really hitting the books to see if she could get some scholarship money. Kayla was pregnant with baby number two and she and her husband were talking about buying the farm from my birth parents. My dad had a heart attack that spring and he had almost died. I asked Jenny if they ever talked about me and she said that I was still "dead" to them. Chapter 20 It was the end of May. Mom and daddy came up to help Stephanie move back home. It was around noon one day and I was on my balcony in my bikini working on my tan. I heard a knock on the door and so I put on my cover up and answered it. It was Stacy. She asked if she could come in and I said, "Sure." I asked her if she wanted something to drink. She declined and seemed very remote. We sat down and I asked her what was on her mind. "Tom and I have decided to cut you off from a money standpoint. We haven't heard from you, you dropped out of school, and according to the private detective we hired, you just partying and having sex. We had no idea you were such an ungrateful little bitch. I paid your rent through August. You turn 18 in September and you'll need to support yourself." I started to tear up. "What am I going to do? I have no experience and not even a high school diploma!" Stacy stood, "Well I guess you'll have to figure that out." And with that she left. I went to the frig and got out the bottle of tequila that Diesel kept at my apartment poured myself a shot. I drank it and that seemed to calm me a bit. I poured a glass full and went out on the balcony to smoke. I was standing there with my glass half full of tequila and finishing my cigarette when Robert stepped out on to his balcony. He lit his cigarette and looked over at me, "How's the prettiest girl in town?" he said. I turned to him and said I wasn't very good. He asked me why and I said, "Look, I don't want all the neighbors to hear about this. Can you just come over?" He tossed his cigarette and said he's be right over. I went back in and refilled my glass with tequila and I was a little tipsy when he knocked on the door. "It's open," I yelled. He came in and looked at me and saw the bottle of tequila. "So what's going on princess?" he asked. I started to cry and I told him I was broke and I had no job or education or anything else. He just smiled warmly and put his arms around me in a fatherly way, "Oh princess, it'll be okay." And he just let me cry for a while he held me. After a little while I calmed down a bit and went to the bathroom. I looked in the mirror and I was a wreck. I wiped my eyes and ran a brush through my hair and went back in the living room. "Well you look a little better. I should be on my way to the club. Remember what I said though, you have a job with me anytime you want it." I hugged him and thanked him and then he was gone. I turned on the TV and then I drank the rest of the bottle of tequila. Soon I was passed out in front of the TV. I woke around 1 in the morning and managed to get to bed. I woke up at 7 AM the next morning with an awful hangover. I took a couple of aspirin and went and made coffee. I stepped out on the balcony for a smoke and then went back in for the coffee. I got online to look and see if there was anything on "How to look for a job" and all I got was these resume sites. I didn't know what to do. I got in the shower and dried and curled my hair. A Little mascara, blush and some lip gloss and I was feeling human. I got another cup of coffee and tried to think. I went out on the balcony for another cigarette and Bob was on his balcony. "Amber! How are you this morning?" I smiled a little and thanked him for yesterday. "Want some coffee?" I asked. He said he'd be right over so I got out a second cup and he walked in just as I finished pouring. We sat down at my little table and made small talk for a few minutes. Finally I said, "So what kind of job?" He smiled and said working at the club as a waitress. I said, "Bob, I'm only 17." He didn't believe me but I got out my driver's license and showed him. He nodded and then I said, "Look, there's something else. I don't know how to tell you this so I'm just gonna blurt it out and hope you don't beat me up... Bob, I'm a boy." He refused to believe me. I did everything I could to convince him. Finally he said, "Show me." I was embarrassed but I opened the front of my robe. I couldn't look at him as I closed it and sat down. "You're perfect Amber." he said. I couldn't believe my ears. "What do you mean?" Chapter 21 "Amber, the club I run in Dallas is a Show Bar." I still looked at him puzzled. "Look it's a show bar for girls like you. You get up and shake your ass a little and take off a few clothes. I'll pay you $1,500 a week." I was stunned. Robert was offering me a job as a stripper. "But Bob, that doesn't change the fact that I don't turn 18 until September" I said. Bob's response was, "Look, if you want the job, then I know guys that can fix that for you. We can also fix your lease on your apartment." I asked him about my car and all the rest of my things and he told me not to worry my pretty little head about details. He would take care of me. I asked him if I could have the day to think about it. He nodded as he got back up, "Sure princess. But I'm flying outta here tomorrow morning and I won't be back until October. So if you're going, then you need to be ready by 8:00 AM." I nodded and with that he was gone. I sat down after he left and wasn't sure about any of it so I called Jenny. I told her everything and asked her what she would do. She told me that it was my life and I could live as I pleased but she wanted to know more about Bob when she heard his last name was Bonacci. I asked her why and she said, "God Amber! You are such a blond sometimes....Bonacci?... Mafia?...Hello?" I told her that I hadn't thought of that but he was so nice I was sure he would take care of me and he couldn't possibly be involved in something like that. She said that she loved me and that I should make sure I contacted her when I got to Dallas with my new address and phone number. I hung up and started to pack. Bob had told me to pack light. One of his guys would make sure my things got to Dallas so I took a carry on and then packed a suitcase and I was ready. I called Diesel and asked him to come over. I put on my sexiest little nightie. It was red with black lace and little spaghetti straps. I didn't bother with panties. As soon as he walked in my door, I dropped to my knees and started sucking on that magnificent cock of his. He dropped his pants and put his massive hand behind my head as he began to fuck my mouth. After I got his cock nice and wet, I looked up and asked him to "make me your whore." With that he reached down and helped me up. We walked over to the sofa and he turned me around and bent me over. My round bottom was exposed and he spit on my little "back pussy" and then on his dick. I felt him as he put his cock up to my ass and started to push. I pushed back against him and as he entered, I took all of him in the first thrust. After about 45 minutes and several positions, I felt his cum begin to fill me. We both collapsed and tried to catch our breath. I explained to Diesel that I was leaving. He seemed genuinely sad about me leaving but he was happy that I'd found work. I hugged him and kissed him goodbye as I closed the door on this chapter of my life. I went to bed around nine and slept until six the next morning. I got up and hopped in the shower. Since I was traveling, I put my curling iron in my makeup back. Some mascara and lip gloss and my hair in a pony tail, denim mini skirt, purple tank top, purple flip-flops and I was ready. I went out on the balcony for a cigarette and Bob was there too. I looked over at him and told him I was ready. He got the strangest smile on his face and told me he's be over in a minute to help me with my bags. He helped me down to the main level where a limo was waiting. The driver took my bags and I got in the back with Bob. It took us 45 minutes to get to the airport but we went to a private terminal. I asked him what time our plane left and he said, "When I want it to." I didn't understand and so he explained that his "family" owned the plane. I thought that was pretty cool so we relaxed and I had a nice glass of wine and he had a scotch while he taught me how to play backgammon. The attendant served some sandwiches and after about 2 hours we started to descend into DFW. We landed and taxied to the private terminal and the limo pulled up next to the plane. We got in and headed into town. We pulled into a very expensive looking salon and spa and he dropped me off with the woman at the front desk with a "Give her the usual." And he told me the limo would be here when I was done. When I walked out of there, I had been given my first full Brazilian waxing. They had given me permanent makeup with eyeliner and lip color and I had a new diamond stud in my nose. They had also put a new tattoo on my lower back that "was requested by Mr. Bonacci." It said, "GidddyUp Cowboy!" I walked back out in to the lobby and sure enough, Bob's chauffeur was waiting for me. I walked to the car and asked what was next. He replied, "Fitting for your stage wardrobe and your daily wardrobe, Miss Amber." So he drove me to what appeared to be a warehouse and we went inside. "Ahhh, Miss Amber! I am Jason your personal clothing designer." He had me remove all my clothing except bra and panties. We began with height and weight and he must have measured every inch of my body. I had apparently grown to 5'3" and 118 lbs. My measurements were 35DD-26-35. With that information, we began trying on dresses and gowns and every day wear. It was all quite expensive but even the skin tight jeans had a slightly slutty quality to their appearance on me. I said something about all these clothes fitting in the limo and Jason said, "Oh yes Miss Amber, these will all be delivered. I was dying for a smoke so I made Bob's chauffeur wait while I had one and then we got back on the road. We pulled in to a very upscale apartment complex and I was shown to my new place. It was a very nice 1 bedroom that overlooked the pool. It wasn't huge but all the furnishings were very feminine and tasteful. I went out on the balcony to have a better look and I looked over at the next apartment. There was a gorgeous brunette in her bikini reading a romance novel. She looked up and said, "Are you Amber?" I nodded and she introduced herself as Monica and she also worked at the club. "Mr. Bonacci asked me to look after you and make sure you're comfortable." She said. "When you're settled a bit, come next door. I just made some sandwiches and maybe we can have a glass of wine." Chapter 22 So I freshened up a bit and went next door. Her place was almost the same as mine except she had a few personal touches like photos etc. I ate half a sandwich and after the first glass of wine, we were chatting like we had been friends forever. Monica was 24 and had been working at the club for 3 years. She had moved here from Arkansas and had met "Mr. Bonacci" one night when he came into the convenience store she where she worked. After the third glass of wine I finally asked her if the fact that she worked at the club meant she was a girl like me. She laughed and said she was. Our stories were similar in that we were from rural areas and had never really "fit in" as male. She had moved to Dallas after high school and was really just struggling to survive. She had started on hormones when she went to work at the club and after 3 years she was gorgeous. I asked her what it was like, getting up in front of people and dancing and taking your clothes off. She told me that it was hard at first but now she loved it and sometimes got pretty "hot" especially if there was a good looking guy watching. She would pick out a really hot guy or two and then pretend she was dancing just for them and there was nobody else in the room. I asked her if the girls took off all their clothes and she looked puzzled. I explained that I was wondering if they knew weren't completely female. She laughed and said, "Oh Amber, of course they do. That's why they come there." I was about out of questions and so I told Monica it was her turn. She asked about my family and I told her most of the story about Jenny and Kayla and Steve. I left out some details but I did tell her about my birth mom and dad. She told me not to give up hope and leave the door open. She asked if anyone had talked to me about making extra money outside of what were paid as dancers. I said, "No, how can we do that?" She went on to explain that "Mr. Bonacci" had other business interests in the entertainment industry. When I asked her for details, she said it was getting late and she had to get to the club and that I should relax since I started tomorrow. I went back to my apartment and there was a laptop computer so I grabbed another glass of wine and just played on the internet. I saw some other girls like me on some porn sites and they were pretty hot and some of the guys were too. It seemed like there were a couple that had their own websites because they were so popular and I wondered if they made a lot of money from that. I called Jenny and we talked for a while. I gave her my address and phone number. She asked if I could give out her address to other people like Kayla and Stephanie. I told her she could and then she told me that Steph was having her sex reassignment surgery over Christmas and that she and Bubba were going to be married the following June. She also told me that Steph wanted to ask me to be her "Maid of Honor." We chatted about a couple of things and then hung up. I went out on my balcony to have a cigarette and thought about how funny life was. The boy who had spent almost a year fucking my brains out was going to have a pussy and I was going to be the "Maid of Honor" at her wedding. I was amazed. I went to bed around midnight and I didn't set the alarm. When I opened my eyes the next morning, it was almost 10:00. I made some coffee and hopped in the shower. I put on some shorts and a top, grabbed a cup and a cigarette and went out on the balcony. It was already getting hot. I knew I had to be ready at 3:00 to go to the club. I had to go in a little early for rehearsals. I heard the phone ring and I answered it. "Amber? Its Stephanie." It was like old times when we just chattered away. After about 45 minutes she asked me to be her "Maid of Honor." I said yes and then she told me that Diesel was going to be the Best Man. That sent a shudder through my entire body. We agreed to stay in touch and I hung up. The phone rang again and it was Kayla. We talked and laughed and cried for the next 90 minutes. She was pregnant again and we laughed about whether I was a Aunt Amber or Uncle Amber. She and her husband were buying the farm and mom and dad were moving to town. Dad was drinking more than ever and she was worried that they might divorce. I'm not sure why I felt bad for him but I did. When I hung up, it was nearly 1:30 and I made a small salad and fixed my hair and picked up a bit when the phone rang. It was the chauffeur and he was in the parking lot. He was to pick me up and drive me to the club. My car would be here tomorrow so I was to pay attention to the route. I arrived at 3:15 and we started. I was to be introduced as a new talent and I would dance to a song called "She Rides" by Danzig. I was terribly nervous and so when I went backstage to begin rehearsals, I wasn't sure whether to run out the backdoor or lock myself in the bathroom. Bob was there and he came back to talk to me and told everyone to "take 10." We went in to his office and he sat down behind his desk and pulled a small vial out of his pocket. He poured the contents out on to a mirror as he continued to tell me how sexy I was and that I shouldn't be nervous. It was a white powder and I knew what it was. He began to make three lines and took out a rolled up $100. He showed me how to do it and then and me the mirror. I took it and did it. It was incredible. I felt like I could do anything and I felt very sexy. So I went back out and went through rehearsal and I heard one of the bar guys tell Bob that I was "gonna be a star." We worked on a couple of songs where we were all on stage and then a couple of loose ends. By now it was almost 6:00 and so Monica and I went for a quick bite and we had a drink. We went to a bar up the street and there were a several cute guys in suits. I was really horny and chatty and at 7:30, Monica had to almost drag me out of the bar to get back in time for the show. There were 6 of us girls and we all had make-up tables and mirrors but no privacy. I was 3rd in line and so I had a little time to kill after I put on my costume. My costume consisted of a black choker with studs, black leather vest with a bare midriff, black leather string bikini bra, black leather mini skirt, black leather g-string, and black 3 inch pumps. There was a balcony above the alley for us girls to go have a smoke and I was starting to get nervous again. After I returned, Monica helped me with my make-up and hair. I looked in the mirror and I couldn't believe my eyes. Everything about me screamed "fuck me." I turned to see what I looked like from the back and there was my tattoo, GidddyUp Cowboy! It was 15 minutes before I was supposed to go on and I was a basket case. My legs felt wobbly and my hands were shaking. Just then, Bob came around the corner. He hugged me and said, "You look gorgeous, Princess!" I told him I wanted to leave because I was ready to throw up. He put his arm around me and we walked back to his office. He closed the door and he set me up two lines. After I did them, I felt like the sexiest bitch in town. I went back and waited off stage as Monica came off. She had tore the house down and I thought, "Watch this!" and then I heard my cue. Chapter 23 I could not believe how turned on I was. I don't know if it was the drinks from earlier or the coke but I loved it! I loved moving and shaking and bumping and grinding. I loved the men who were drooling and the other "queens" who were jealous. I loved exposing my body and being the object of lust. As the song came down to the end, all I had left on was the g-string and the crowd was standing. They were all yelling, "Take it off!" and I was strutting and teasing. As rehearsed, it got down to about 15 seconds left in the song when I untied it and pulled it off and showed them. I was tiny from all the hormones and not having any testes but you could see that I was a "girl with a cock." I finished the number and the cheers erupted. I had never been so happy. I loved performing. I went backstage and put on my little short robe and all the other girls came over and gave me quick hugs but we had to prepare for our "chorus line" and so I started getting in costume. Bob came backstage and gave me a hug and told me I was wonderful and asked me to come in a little early the next day. He had another business opportunity he wanted to discuss with me. We did our chorus line number and then I had about an hour to kill. Monica and I started chatting and she told me about her boyfriend and how handsome he was. She really loved the guy and wanted him to propose. She was planning on having enough saved up to have her surgery by the end of next year. I was so jealous of her. I had come to the conclusion that I wanted a pussy. She told me that part of the deal with working for "Mr. Bonacci" was that I had to keep my little cockette. She then went on to talk about how they wanted to adopt kids and it all sounded like a dream. Soon it was her turn to go back on and I knew I was next. I could never have imagined this moment. I loved this. I loved taking my clothes off and having people watch. I imagined myself having sex with this hot guy in the front row as I was stripping just for him. I imagined having sex with him in front of all these people. By the end of my set, I was so hot I was ready to jump him from the stage. I rode home with Monica and I got to bed about 4:30. I had a meeting with Bob at the club at 3 to talk about some business deal but I drifted off to sleep imagining I had a pussy and that guy in the front row was fucking my brains out on that stage. My alarm went off at 12:30 and I hopped in the shower and grabbed a cup of coffee as I headed out the door. I got to the club about 2:45 and chatted with one of the bartenders as I had a glass of wine. At 3:00 I walked into Bob's office and he had a couple of lines of coke all set up for me. I did them and looked at him as that rush of sexy euphoria washed through me. He began, "Amber, I have always believed you had talent but watching you last night on stage was a once in a lifetime moment. I have something I'd like you to consider. As you know, I have other business interests. One of those is a production company that makes porn. I'd like you to star in my next production. We'll give you a stage name and pay you 3 times what I'm paying you here. Of course you'll dance here for the next month while we set things up." I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I was going to be a porn star. It turned me on thinking about it. I asked him what my stage name would be and he said, "Katie Koxxx for now. I looked at him and I got up and walked around his desk. I sat on his lap and moved around until I could feel his hard cock up against my ass. I told him I would love to do that and I would love to take care of anything else he needed. I picked me up and put me on his desk. He reached in the desk drawer and pulled out a tube of KY and he unzipped his pants. He lubed his cock which looked about 7 inches long and as big around as his wrist. He lifted my skirt and ripped my panties off. He made sure my little hole was lubed and then he rammed his cock up inside me. We were like animals with 2 months of pent up sexual tension between us. He pounded into me and I moaned and I?m sure others knew Bob was having his bitch. His cum finally filled my ass and we lay with each other as we caught our breath. He told me to go get ready for the show like a good girl. He handed me a vial of coke and smacked me on the bottom as I walked by. The next couple of months were incredible. I was making a name for myself in the ?community" and I began to pose nude and semi nude for pics that were being posted as advertisements for the bar. My spot on the nightly schedule had changed and by the end of the first month, I was considered the ?headliner" for the club. Bob had paid for some additional dancing lessons and I was building new things into my act. It finally came time to begin work on the production and I was amazed at everything that went into it. The lighting and makeup and staging were very detailed. I met my co-star. He was tall (about 6?4") muscular guy. His head and body were completely hair free. I had seen him on the internet before with other girls like me. He was better looking in person. His nick name was ?Horse" as in ?hung like a horse." The name of the video was, ?Breaking in the New Girl." It began with me applying for a job over the internet and then the camera followed me as I got dressed as well as intimate moments of ?tucking" etc. I arrived at ?the office" for my interview and I was shown into the office where I was greeted by Horse. We did a couple of takes for the interview and our banter between scenes was very flirtatious and borderline naughty. Finally it came time for the big seduction scene. They touched up my makeup and hair and then the director started yelling for ?her injection." I didn?t understand what he was talking about but Horse told me. He said, ?They sometimes inject girls like you with Alprostadil so you have an erection." I excused myself and went into the bathroom with my purse. I took out my vial and used the little spoon on the cap to take a couple ?hits" and went back out where they injected me. Horse and I started the scene and we were making out and it got pretty steamy as he literally seduced me. I was so hot I couldn?t believe what was happening. I was riding his cock like no tomorrow and it was being captured on video. The thought of having thousands of people watch me be fucked like a slut sent me over the top. The crew was very professional but after we were done, I heard the sound guy tell someone it was one of the hottest scenes he had ever been involved in. Chapter 24 So that?s how the next several months went. I would work at the club when I wasn?t making a video and my videos were driving more business to the club. I would have an occasional lapse because I was doing coke and taking valium to slow down and sleep. I would miss an appointment and Bob would yell at me. It was getting to the point where nobody called me Amber anymore and everyone called me Katie Koxxx. I would be recognized when I was out and some people weren?t very cool. I would have to deal with the occasional guy who thought I would just jump on any dick presented to me and one night I did have to ?give it up" for some guy outside a convenience store who threatened violence. After that night, Bob made sure I had a bodyguard. Finally June rolled around and it was time for Stephanie?s wedding. I had bought a new car and was driving a red Formula Firebird now. One of the guys in the apartment complex looked at me one day as I got out of the car and said, ?Whew, that?s a lotta car for such a pretty little thing." I smiled and wiggled my hot little butt up the sidewalk to my apartment. I pulled on the freeway and headed north out of Dallas. I was very excited to see everyone and I knew I was going to be on the road for 8 hours. I stopped in Norman, Oklahoma for gas and an iced tea. As I walked in the truck stop, I saw some guy look at me and I knew he recognized me but he was with his wife. I chuckled to myself because it dawned on me. Here was this guy who jacked off watching me get my brains fucked out on the internet and he sees me in person but he?s with his wife. I smiled at him and he got a big grin on his face. I got back in the car and headed north until I got to the town I grew up in. Stephanie had booked a several rooms at the only decent hotel in town and so I pulled in the parking lot. I went and checked in and hauled my bags to my room. It was late and so I put on my nightie, took a valium and went to sleep. I woke the next day and it was one of those gorgeous Midwest June days with blue sky forever and birds chirping. The room had a coffee pot and I needed a smoke and a toot. I made coffee and went in the bathroom and took care of all my other business. I was watching Good Morning America when the phone rang. It was Stephanie and she and her Mom, Stacy, were headed out the door to pick me up for my dress fitting. I quickly got dressed and powdered my nose (take that anyway you like) and shortly they were there. Steph and I hugged and she looked fantastic. Her mom and I shook hands and greeted each other civilly. We headed out and got some breakfast and then off to take care of dresses. We met up with Kayla and Jenny there and there were hugs and tears and more hugs. They both looked fantastic. We giggled at my tattoo since I was wearing a halter top. They all teased me about spurs and wanted to know if most cowboys rode hard. By now it was almost 3 in the afternoon. I had a bachelorette party planned for that night and we headed back to the hotel and they dropped me off. I was going to take a short nap and then freshen up a bit before heading out to Tom and Stacy?s farm. In some ways, it seemed a whole lifetime had passed and in others it was the blink of an eye. I dozed off and the next thing I knew it was 6:00. So I put on a denim skirt and a lavender tank top with some 1 inch lavender mules and then did my makeup and hair. Not enough to take away from the bride but enough to be noticed. I drove out to their farm and as I drove by our old place where Kayla and her family lived now, I wondered if I would see my mom and dad this trip. I was also getting excited about seeing Diesel. I pulled up to Tom and Stacy?s farm and picked up Stephanie. When she got I mentioned that it was a little role reversal from high school which made us both laugh. She pulled out a joint which we smoked on the way into town to the bar we were meeting Jenny and Kayla. As we drove, I almost wore her out with questions about her SRS. How did everything work now? Was it better than before? How long did she have to wait before she let Bubba fuck her? She patiently answered all my questions and I made my decision that night. I wanted a pussy and I was going to talk to Bob as soon as I got back to Dallas. We got to the bar and waited for Jenny and Kayla, We each had a glass of wine and chatted about the wedding and where they were going on their honeymoon (Hawaii). Finally they arrived and we started to party by ordering shots of tequila all around. This turned out to be a mistake because we were soon headed over to the JayHawk. Jenny and Kayla said Dad hung out there every Friday night. We got there and, sure enough, he was there. He came over to the table and Jenny introduced him to everyone. When he looked at me as I was introduced as Amber, there was a look of recognition. I thought for sure he knew I was Dale. But he smiled broadly and wanted to know if he might join us. He sat down next to me and we ordered another round of tequila. Soon after, he leaned over and whispered in my ear, ?You?re Katie Koxxx aren?t you?" I was stunned. The only way he could have known was if he watched my videos on the internet. I nodded and asked him if he was going to tell anyone. He shook his head and said, ?Nope" So we partied until the bars closed and I headed back to the hotel. Diesel had left a note on my door with his room number and so I put on my nightie and went and knocked on his door. He opened it, grinned, and picked me up and took me.