She asked if Aiyana and I were thinking about leaving the swingers' club after we got hitched.

I told her it honestly wasn't something we'd talked about yet.

"Well, if you do leave," she said, "I hope you'll still come around to visit me once in a while."

"You can count on it."

"Good. We have too much fun together."

"Speaking of..."

What can I say? I definitely wasn't planning on never tapping that again.

Then on Wednesday, Grace came over. We hadn't seen each other in months, too busy to keep up our regular fucking from years previous. Of course, Grace didn't come for the pool, she came for the bar.

That old bar has seen a lot of action over the years, and Grace has been involved for a big chunk of it.

Then, on Friday, Erin stopped by. She knew Aiyana would be moving in the following morning, and told me she just wanted to fuck me in the bed I'd be sharing with my new wife. I think Aiyana was right to not want me to see her.

So, yeah, the night before my wedding, I had to stay up late washing the sheets.

But the next day, we did it. Aiyana didn't want a public ceremony. Instead, we hiked up into the canyon.

Found a beautiful pool at the bottom of a waterfall her ancestors had considered holy.

And headed to the water's edge to commit to each other in front of all her gods and spirits.

And after that, we were married.

(Okay, to make it truly official, we had to go to the courthouse Monday and file some paperwork, but for all meaningful purposes, Saturday, November 21, 2009 is the date I became a husband.

Well, fellow Simocrats, I think we all know who's the buzz right now. We've been following the career of Rep. Louis Short (MG-7) since he was just an assistant township trustee, and we always knew he'd go places, but keynote at last month's party conference in Myshuno?

Even we couldn't have predicted that! And his speech was inspiring, to say the least.

He gave the party faithful a vision of just what this country can be, if we all work together.

And, of course, his two terms in the Capitol have shown him to always be willing to do his part.

He has a reputation as one of the hardest working legislators in either house.

And he's known back home for spending countless hours meeting with constituents.

He spends a lot of time at Willow Creek's famous park, simply introducing himself to new people, and finding out what they need.

And whatever it is, he'll do everything he can to help them get it.

But, of course, it was the recent addition of Mickey Harvey by his side that caught the most attention.

She was with him when he finally did what we all knew he would, and announced his intention to run for the open Senate seat next fall. After all, he did make the announcement at the opening of the new playground in Newcrest Park that Ms. Harvey's organization funded and planned.

Of course, they kept it classy with a simple press notice, no public appearance, when they announced their upcoming nuptials.

If Rep. Short wins, he will be one of the youngest Senators in history, as he will not turn 30 until after the primary. But as historic as this could be, he's not taking anything for granted. He's still making connections and working to build up a campaign war chest.

So we hope we can count on you to also show your support with a donation!

You never know, you're donation might just be the one that makes all the difference in the race!

We spent the rest of the night just hanging out.

Skye was preparing food for the weekend.

But she also joined us for some dancing.

Devon reminded us that we'd be doing this again in less than a year, when he got married, too.

Chad insisted on doing some outdoorsy stuff, since we were in Granite Falls. He was determined to get a game of horseshoes in, even though it was raining like crazy.

Eventually, we all headed off to our beds, but not before Skye teased us with what she had planned for tomorrow.

"You'd better start popping your Simagra first thing in the morning," she said. "Now, off to bed."

That was all we got out of her.

The next morning, I heard her telling Chad that "the others will be here in a couple of hours" and we should go play some cards or something.

So that's what we did, and while we were playing cards, we heard the doorbell ring, and Skye's voice inviting in whoever our guests were.

Turns out our visitors were a bevy of beautiful porn stars, some of which my readers might recognize, such as Petra.

Kim Chao and Lisa Jay.

Lucy Blu.

Milky Rouge.

But also some really brand new starlets, like Jana Gripper.

Maria Lopez.

Kellyn B.

And Kyra Gauge, who had gotten Grace all stressed out with how popular she was becoming.

So, we put down our cards, and the party got started properly. I was immediately drawn to Lisa Jay.

So we retired off to one of the bedrooms to kick things off.

It didn't take long for clothes to start flying, and she was all over me.

She had been in the business for a good year by now, maybe two. She had learned how to work a dick like a pro.

But what really made my time with her special was how she fucked.

Every thrust brought out a moan or a squeal or a squirm from her.

I could tell she was all there, right there, with me. She was into it. She wasn't dissociating. Not going off in her mind to somewhere else. All of her was right there, in that bed, fucking me.

And then she whipped out a vibrator, not sure where she was hiding it, and told me to use it on her clit while I fucked her.

Eventually, I was getting close, and we started going animalistic.

And when I came, I made a mess of her pussy and the bedding.

She went back to the party, and I took a nap, because I knew she was only the first of many, and I needed some energy.

The rest of the party was great, but Lisa would remain the star moment for me. When we were swapping stories later, the guys had their special hookups, too. For Pedro, it was Kellyn B.

He said she screamed and moaned like crazy while he fucked her, but the most memorable part was that she could sense when he was almost done, bucked him off, reached around, and jerked him off on her own ass.

Then turned around, and took him in her mouth to suck out any last drops that might be hiding in there.

Then she plopped back on the bed, spread eagle, with a look that said, "Is that all you got?"

"Connor," he told me. "I've cum on and in a lot of chicks in my day. That was the hottest nut I ever experienced."

Devon being Devon, he said his best memory from the weekend was a threesome with Kyra and Petra, with whom he'd been doing some dirty dancing out in the living room while Pedro and I were getting our brains fucked out upstairs.

They didn't even bother to find a bedroom (there were many available). They just slid right over to the couch.

And eventually tumbled off onto the floor.

As I said, I knew that was just the beginning, and so it was with all of us. We spent all day fucking, recuperating, fucking some more.

Where was Chad in all this? He was kind of coy about it. Said he'd planned the thing, and he fucked all these girls for a living, anyway, so he let us have some fun, and just roasted marshmallows out at the campfire with Skye.

Eventually, we were all completely exhausted and went to bed. As we were getting ready to leave the next day, I was showering.

And I guess Skye had snuck into my bathroom without me hearing.

When I noticed her, she told me she had one last special one-on-one wedding present for me.

Luckily, she didn't demand a cumshot, because I'm pretty sure whatever I unloaded inside her was pitiful at that point. I was drained. But it was a fitting end to a wonderful bachelor party weekend.

I went home, and got back to normal life.

And prepared myself for...marriage.

Official blog of Skye Limitless on BGP.com

So, fans, do I have a crazy story to tell you. Chad came to me and told me that he had a friend who was getting married. We'll call him C. And Chad wanted me to be the official hostess at the bachelor party he was organizing. It was going to be a small affair of just close friends and the sexiest girls I could come up with. Of course, being BGP's most senior employee, I already know Chad front and back.

And let's just say I was also intimately acquainted with C already, as well.

Also, C's best friend P, well, I had already met him.

This might be why Chad asked me, because I already knew these guys. But they had one more guest I'd never met, although I knew who he was, because he was a famous athlete. We'll call him D. Which will turn out to be fitting.

I thought he was quite the hottie, and I knew from talking to Lucy that he was quick to sling that dick around, so I figured if I was going to plan the party right, I needed to do some research. So I dressed up in a nice slutty outfit.

And went to visit him in his mansion.

Of course, he was working out.

I introduced myself, dropping Chad's name of course, and told him I was a big fan.

He said he was a fan of mine, too.

So I knew right away this was going to go the way I wanted. I asked him to give me some fitness pointers.

And he took me over to his punching bag to show me some things.

As soon as he started helping me "adjust" my form, I knew he'd done this before.

The way he exhaled on my neck while guiding my hands - it was clearly practiced.

But I didn't mind. That's why I was there! When I yanked down his pants, I could see that all those bulges in his shorts I saw on TV kept their promise.

He lifted me up on the bag and started eating me out.

But what I came for was that dick, and that cum.

And he filled me up.

So now I knew my clients. It was time to start making plans.

Putting the girls together was easy. I wanted a nice mix of experienced girls and new arrivals. I took them out for drinks to give them the skinny.

I told them, look, this is a lot of money for all of us, and none of these guys are ugly, and they are all packing, too, so we can make money and have fun. Most of them don't like wearing rubbers, so stay up on your pills, and don't do something stupid and get the clap right before the party.

I reminded them that we all had experience with Chad, and several of us had fucked C and P already, too. And I could also add, so no one worries, D was a damn nice fuck, also.

"I can attest to that!" Lisa threw in.

Yeah, alright Lisa, thanks for your input! LOL.

Anyway, Chad gave me a bunch of money to plan this party. I paid each of the girls two grand, and even after the cabin and all the supplies, still had a nice chunk left over for me.

Of course, while I was planning all this with Chad, we did have a little fun together.

I mean, I was getting horny thinking about all the perverted things that were going to go down.

Can't blame a girl for needing some release, right?

So, when the weekend finally came, I was ready to wow. Unfortunately, it was raining when we arrived at the cabin.

Luckily, the weather broke that night. I gave them all my speech about being their hostess, and how I had plenty of fun activities planned for them that weekend.

And then, since I had planned to get this party started as dirty as possible as fast as possible, I told them to get naked. I said, "I've sucked all your dicks before, but never all at the same time. Let's cross that off the bucket list."

I took a lot of cum that night. Bachelor boy went last, and when he added to my already painted face, I told him he'd completed my masterpiece.

And a masterpiece it was. I was soaked!

So I did what any good hostess would do, I let the boys go about their evening while I prepared dinner!

Then I took a bath to wash off all the cum.

And got ready for the next phase. This was just the beginning.

At her place.

In a fancy hotel room.

One time we even went to check out some modern art at the Myshuno art gallery and got hot and heavy in the top gallery room when we realized we were alone.

But while this was going on, Aiyana was getting closer and closer to her due date.

And, well, we finally made a decision. We were making it official. Ring and everything. And she and the kids would be moving in with me. Which required some remodeling of the ranch.

Also, I said she could bring her horse. So I built a small stable.

During a night out drinking, I broke the news to Chad and Pedro (who was in town on "business"), and they ribbed me pretty good.

But Chad also promised that the bachelor party was going to be epic.

"Keep it small," I told him. "Just us. Maybe you can invite Devon, too. He'd probably be down."

"Dude," Chad said. "I'm already booking the cabin."

About this time, I also got two pieces of news. First, Maggie invited me to catch up.

She said she was finally being transferred out, and she was definitely being rewarded for her years of service in Magnolia. Military attaché to the embassy in Bellacorde. Her assigned housing was, shall we say, luxuriant.

"Congratulations," I told her. "I think you earned it."

"I do, too," she said. "Now, let's go upstairs so you can give me a proper goodbye."

So, of course, I did exactly that.

Then, shortly after that, I got an intriguing update from Brooke.

She said this politician she had contacts with (read: fucked) was suddenly in public with a serious partner.

Dancing, drinking, hitting all the public spots.

Brooke said this guy was a real sleaze. Fucked whatever was in front of him, and everything he did besides getting his dick wet was to further his political career. But she thought this was him combining the two. See, Representative Louis Short represented a district that included most of Willow Creek, and he was very active with the philanthropic community, but this Mickey Harvey he was suddenly dating had huge connections with charities statewide, and even across state lines.

She figured since one of Magnolia's Senate seats was opening up in 2010, and the incumbent was retiring, he was about to announce his campaign, and then use that as a springboard for a Presidential run in 2012. And he needed to pump up his image as a family man. Plus, it didn't hurt that Miss Harvey was hot as hell, so this was no hard labor on his part.

So to speak.

Anyway, I told her to keep a close eye on developments.

That's how the middle of the summer was going in 2009, but if you're still reading this tome, get ready. Next up is the wildest bachelor party you'll ever read about.

To: Marcel Torres <beringelagrande@simsmail.com.br>

Date: 2009-6-14 14:35:22

Subject: First week in newcrest

Bro, I gotta tell you life here is bangin.

Soon as I got here, I got set up in some shit apartment.

Apparently there was some bad murder went down here recently, so it was cheap. Decided to meet my neighbors and get a feel for the hood.

Glad I did that, turns out a lot of my neighbors are working girls, and hot as fuck.

Besides providing some fun, these local girls gave me the lay of the land. I knew I had to meet this dude named Joao.

He's not the boss, but when he got to know me and saw I was looking to earn, he said he'd make the connection. The boss came around the next day.

This guy doesn't just run the city. His cartel is global now. I told him I was ready to be his loyal man.

He said great, I could get to work, but I wasn't going to see him again anytime soon. I would deal with Joao, and Joao would deal with him.

He also gave me some product to move, which I sampled, and it was primo.

But let me be clear, I wasn't just sitting around getting high. I was getting right back to my regular regimen.

And, of course, I was pushing from day one.

Gotta make that money. Also, an insane number of customers here are just straight hotties. Like this single mother who lives next door to my project. Fine as hell for an older lady.

Then there's Picante. That's this strip club that the boss owns.

So it's sort of an unofficial HQ for all the guys running for him. We do well, even after we kick up, we got enough cash for a lap dance, and his honeys are fire.

We do really, really well, and we end up with enough cash for the VIP rooms.

But, anyway, this town is very peaceful, Pedro (that's the boss) keeps it locked down. I mean, they had all those murders, but that's over. But my report? Joao? He's got a short fuse. Was at the local casino shooting craps.

And he was there, too. And we were all having a good time.

Then, out of nowhere, he just started beating the fuck out of this dude.

I think they were both hitting on the same girl or something.

Anyway, so I'm getting down to business, but there's time for pleasure, too, and I gotta tell you about this. I met this fine Mexican honey when I was strolling through Magnolia - that's like this city that's sort of next door to Newcrest, and is a great place to push product. Her name was Lupe.

She told me she was a stripper, but I hadn't seen her at Picante.

She said she danced in another town just over the way called Willow Creek, at a club called Foundry Cove, which was sort of part of the same organization, but different.

I promised to make my way out there and see her dance, but this girl was so hot, I had to start making my moves right away. And I guess she's a bit of a slut, because she was very receptive.

And let me tell you, when she pulled off my shorts and saw what I was working with, she didn't even take a beat at all. Just went right to it.

And she could take, well, maybe not all of it, but most!

But her shit was so tight and wet, and the moves she had, I hope I get to make her a regular fuck.

Also, you know how I love burying my face in some big titties. Well she's got some knockers.

Finally, when I couldn't take it anymore, she let me get on top, and I started going like a jackhammer.

Anyway, I think I'm ready to conquer this town.

Signing off, bro, I'll hit you up later.

Rod

RIP, AJ.

But this chapter is more about what was going on with people I knew, or didn't yet know, but wanted to, or, well, you'll see.

First, I was picked to be a judge in this young writers' contest. The entry I selected didn't win, it was too controversial, but I reached out to the kid, because I thought it was special. He was a junior in high school named Max, and had a flair for the language.

But it was the subject matter that captured me, and also why he didn't win. See, he'd had a fling with this popular senior girl, and gotten her knocked up.

And he decided to write about that. The stress of being a teenaged father.

The difficulty of putting on a brave face for the girl who had decided to keep the baby and was looking forward to it.

And the worry of wondering whether this would lead to a relationship, or if he was just a sperm donor.

It was very good, and extremely mature for someone his age. It should have won. But most judges were turned off by the subject matter, as you might expect. I hear the girls' parents were none too happy, too. But after he didn't win, I reached out to tell him he should have, and I voted for him, and if he wanted any advice, all he had to do was contact me, and that started a correspondence that would be very rewarding.

I'd also finally heard from Just a Scientist again. Remember him?

He explained to me that he'd kept a low profile because of the advances they'd been making on the extraterrestrial front.

But he had finally cracked his own personal project, the one about deciphering mind control.

And he was ready to talk to me about it.

So that was a new story ripe for the picking.

Then there was Pedro.

Two more girls had gone missing in the Magnolia area.

I said Maggie Justus was surely on top of it. This case was her baby.

But he simply said, "Things came up, she's probably too late. I think someone in this hood already found him. She won't."

Since we were meeting at Picante...

He did his usual hospitality and made sure I knew I had a free blowjob waiting for me. Obviously, I accpeted.

Next was Grace. She was really torn up about the business.

I asked her if she was losing money.

She said that wasn't it. She was richer than ever.

The problem was what people wanted. She felt left behind. See, for most of the time since she'd started the site, she'd been the most popular performer there.

But now, she'd dropped down below Skye. People just weren't into round busty chicks the way they used to be.

She told me, they had this big deal the last month, where they finally did a sex scene with Milky Rouge, the camgirl/stripper from Willow Creek.

It was just a blowjob scene, she said, but it was super hot, and they'd been plugging it for weeks. And it got some views, but not what they were hoping. But what did break the bank? This new camgirl named Kyra going to town on herself with a dildo.

The girls had a lot in common, she said. Pale skin. Dark hair. Great on camera. But Milky was round and busty (like Grace), and Kyra was skinny and waifish (like Skye). And that seemed to be the direction their users were going. Grace was worried about how to keep up.

Anyway, she was still making money, so my heart wasn't breaking.

Finally, we get to my new friends, the Illuminati. I swear that's what they call themselves. They think it's a joke. But I knew a couple of guys in it (I didn't realize, of course), and I was invited to join. Hobnobbed with some really rich folks. I mean really rich.

And I met with their leader, who was some minor noble from an old Windenburg family.

He flat out told me that the expose I did on that pervert Bertie Humber worried them.

"He wasn't one of us, of course!" he told me. "It's just that how easily you tore his life apart. A lot of us have secrets. Your friend Devon says you know how to keep them."

"I keep Devon's secrets out of respect for our friendship," I said. "It's not a professional thing."

"But you also kept Mr. Menendes' secrets during the whole investigation into that gang war. Yes, we know about that. We know you know how to be discreet. That's all we want. Someone in your profession who knows a little discretion by our side. What do you say?"

So that's the question: What would I say?

So this all started when I got to the club early one day to do some paperwork, and it didn't take as long as I was expecting, so I decided to take advantage of the alone time and the baller computer I have set up there, and check out some new porn.

I eventually made my way over to BGP's page, and Chad had a new video he'd shot in the new classroom-themed set they'd recently added to their studio.

It was pretty hot, but it was also painfully bright. I sent an email off to Chad right away.

C-

Love the new set, but you gotta tone down that lighting. Could make a guy blind jacking to that shit.

-P

Fired it off, and went on with my life. A few days later, I was in the club again, this time interviewing a new stripper.

She's not working for me in that other way, though. Just above board stripping. But she's hot as fuck and gonna bring in lots of business.

Anyway, I happened to notice a new email from Chad while I was there.

P-

I know, we were already planning on it. Check out the new video to see how we remodeled.

-C

And he included a link.

And holy shit, if it wasn't Kami he was nailing. I had to turn that shit off and think about what to do.

C-

Remodel looks good. Coming to see you.

-P

So I told Elisa I had a line on Kami and was going out west to see what I could find. I visited Chad at the studio.

Of course, he said he had no idea who she was. He never would have filmed that if he'd known.

I had to believe him. I mean, why would he send me a link to that video if he knew Kami was my step-daughter? So I told him, hey, just tell me where to find her, and we still cool.

So, that's how I ended up in Del Sol trying to convince Kami to give up this porn thing and come back home to Newcrest.

You know, I turned 19 yesterday, she said. Didn't even get a card from you and mom.

Your mom is pissed, I told her. Doesn't want her daughter turning into some whore.

And she slapped me. I started getting mad, but then I realized she was right to do what she did. I mean the producer she did the scene with was a business partner of mine. I went to his wrap parties. I fucked his actresses. Who was I to tell her she couldn't be a part of this?

Anyway, we decided to give ourselves time to cool off, and it was late, anyway, so she let me sleep in her room, and she crashed on the couch. I tried to tell her I would take the couch, but she was having none of it.

Middle of the night, I was having this strange dream I wasn't alone.

Then I woke up, and realized it wasn't a dream.

Kami's roommate, Lucy, was in my bed, and she was making her move.

I was groggy from being woken up, and I must have been having a helluva dream, because I was rock hard already. So I said, fuck it, let's do this. Kami don't need to know.

So Lucy started playing with my cock.

Then she slipped out of her pajamas - what little there were - and soon, we were fucking.

And that's when Kami walked in on us.

Which was embarrassing.

Until Kami said, Well, maybe I can join you, after all, I have always wanted to fuck my stepdad.

Lucy was all about it, and honestly, so was I.

So all three of us started going after it.

And when Kami climbed on top and slid my cock insider her...

God her pussy was so tight.

Lucy even licked my asshole while Kami was riding me. These girls were freaks.

Kami rode me for a while.

But then Lucy wanted a turn again.

I even pushed them down on the bed together and did a little teen girl sandwich.

But as we got closer to the finish, it was Kami that wanted to get back on top.

And I couldn't help myself, I started blowing right inside her, raw.

Needless to say, when I got home, I told Elisa I had no luck, Kami was an adult now, and we'd just have to let her make her own decisions.

If she ever finds out about this, my marriage is over.

Signing off,

Pedro

And red was finally being released. The studio had timed it for a holiday release to maximize award buzz.

For the three of you who didn't see it, in the film, Erin plays an artistic soul desperately trying to make a name for herself.

She performs in grungy bars, all the time dreaming of becoming a famous singer or actress.

And she's in an emotionally co-dependent relationship. For her boyfriend, we cast Jamal, on purpose. He wanted to break into mainstream acting, and we wanted the buzz that a famous porn actor would bring.

Also, an important climax near the end of the film was a very erotic sex scene between the two of them.

Of course, they didn't actually have sex on camera.

But that's what all the gossip rags speculated.

Which is exactly what we were banking on.

The official statements were intentionally coy: of course the costars have great chemistry, and of course someone with adult film experience would draw out these kinds of questions, but great blocking and directing can make even simulated sex look very real, and we'd never ask our actors to do something they weren't comfortable with.

Not exactly a denial, right? That was on purpose. But I can assure you, they did not actually have sex on camera. What they did in her trailer between shoots? I can't speak to that.

Anyway, the film was a huge success, and I was at Erin's mansion celebrating. I brought my best bottle of wine, which could have earned me quite a few simleons.

We spent a lot of time talking about how may Starlight awards we thought we might pull down. We even went online to see what people were saying in their first reviews of the film.

And then we decided we were too high on adrenaline to not keep going, so Erin whipped out a bottle of tequila, and we started doing shots.

And, well, shots with Erin do tend to lead in a particular direction.

What can I say? After all these years, I was still hot for this girl. She had a special hold on me.

So what came next felt perfectly natural for both of us.

It wasn't just a one-time thing, either. Erin and I were most certainly rekindled.

I knew Aiyana would not be happy, but I justified it to myself by remembering that Erin was one of only many lovers I was juggling.

So there was no reason for Erin to cause a particular problem, right?

(That's what we writers call "foreshadowing.")

Anyway, during one of my trips, I stopped in to have drinks with Pedro.

He said business was booming on all fronts.

Except for one little problem.

One of his girls, a young one, disappeared. Runaways happened in his line of work, of course.

But with the killings before, and this fugitive psycho from the military still out there somewhere, plus the fact that one of Maya's strippers had recently also vanished, he was worried about the worst case scenario.

I tried to cheer him up, but I think both of us knew what the most likely explanation was.

TO: MAYA

hey girl just got done helping cora with school work. what you up to?

SMS TEXT

FROM: MAYA

hey nay! cora 6 or so now right? ines almost 4. time flies!

SMS TEXT

TO: MAYA

yeah she 6. old enough to be asking me questions about her daddy

SMS TEXT

FROM: MAYA

yeah i miss gomes too

SMS TEXT

TO: MAYA

yeah i can't believe he gone sometimes. P comes around for comfort but...

SMS TEXT

FROM: MAYA

P be comforting you? "comfort?"

SMS TEXT

TO: MAYA

girl you the one who turned me onto him, remember?

SMS TEXT

FROM: MAYA

i know but he be comin round to comfort me too...

SMS TEXT

TO: MAYA

P gonna P

SMS TEXT

FROM: MAYA

no doubt. all that comfort he spreadin round sometimes it aint enough

SMS TEXT

TO: MAYA

i could use a good dickin more often for sure

SMS TEXT

FROM: MAYA

that's why you need a backup

SMS TEXT

TO: MAYA

a backup?

SMS TEXT

FROM: MAYA

yeah, i mean, P still my fave, and he my baby daddy, but i got lots of other places to get what i need

SMS TEXT

TO: MAYA

like what?

SMS TEXT

FROM: MAYA

well joao's woman just had the baby, so she's too tired to take care of him, and that makes him horny all the time. he's a good ride.

SMS TEXT

TO: MAYA

johnny wants to be P in every way

SMS TEXT

FROM: MAYA

ha for real and he ain't but...he close

SMS TEXT

TO: MAYA

so how's the club going?

SMS TEXT

FROM: MAYA

hard work but still makin money. but one of my girls disappeared

SMS TEXT

TO: MAYA

what?

SMS TEXT

FROM: MAYA

yeah, she showed up for winterfest, that's a big money day, but then didn't show up the day after. ain't heard from her since. oh well, that happens. meanwhile, back to the big issue, we gotta find you a dick

SMS TEXT

TO: MAYA

well this doctor at the hospital been asking me over for drinks after work for a while. maybe i take him up on it.

SMS TEXT

FROM: MAYA

go for it! and tell me how it goes!

SMS TEXT

TO: MAYA

I will

SMS TEXT

TO: MAYA

girl you were right that was just what i needed. house 5/5.

dick 5/5.

would ride again

First, Aiyana was pregnant again.

Just like Pedro and Elisa, this was out of nowhere. We weren't trying. But I wasn't upset about it. I did, however, take a trip to Komorebi on my own, to get away and recharge.

I had read a story about scaling the top of Mt. Komorebi, and since I had dabbled in rock climbing, I thought it would be a worthy goal.

Honestly, at my age, I wasn't sure I'd ever get myself into a position where I'd feel ready to take on the challenge, but I was scaling more difficult walls, now, and it was helping me keep in shape.

Of course, I took my laptop with me, and snuck in some "work" here and there.

Also, being in the land most famous in all the world for blowjobs, I also set aside some time for recreation.

Then there's Aiko.

Aiko was Pedro's amante in Komorebi. But Pedro didn't make it out there enough.

"I'd never suggest this with anyone else," he said, "but maybe you might be interested in a relationship with her, too? She could use a little extra support, and hell, we're already eskimo brothers a dozen times over.

"So, what are you suggesting?" I asked him. "We're going to time-share a sugar baby?"

"It's just an offer," he said.

Well, turned out to be worth it. Aiko was a very skilled lover, and she was more than excited to have another Daddy.

Anyway, around this time, some things were happening in my friend Grace's porn empire. First, she did some scenes with the hot young stud, Joe. Thematic scenes. One she was his teacher, another she was his dad's new girlfriend, but my favorite, she was the horny housewife neighbor who invited the inexperienced teen to share her hot tub.

It was good stuff. Meanwhile, Chad did a scene with Kami. I don't think he had any idea who she was.

Her debut with Lucy and Joe might have slipped under the radar, but there was no way Pedro wasn't going to see this one.

Devon was still banging sluts left and right, although now that he'd experienced the thrill of unexpected pregnancy, he was careful to use protection.

Rumor was he was back to getting high whenever he could, too, though.

And there were tensions in the locker room, which I knew about because Brooke wrote a great story about it.

She didn't tell me who her source was, or how she got the story, but I knew it was Devon, and I knew she fucked it out of him.

How did I know? Because Devon was still emailing me regularly, and shortly before she filed her story, he sent me an email titled "You won't believe who I finally fucked."

For the record, I personally had no problem with Brooke using her sexuality to get a story. She had recently done a very famous series in which she had written in exquisite detail about her exploration of the world of sex work. First, she wrote about visiting a masseuse who was really a gigolo.

Then she wrote about visiting a yoga instructor who was, you guessed it.

But her most widely talked about piece was the finale, when she wrote about ordering a local call girl, even though she herself was not a lesbian.

Her description of "the best and most explosive orgasm I've ever experienced" crossed from journalism into straight up erotica.

This series was divisive. Some traditionalists, even ones who praised my old porn expose, couldn't stomach a woman doing the same type of journalism. Some feminists accused me, as her editor, of forcing her into it. So when she came to me and said, "If I want this story about the corrupt land use deal, I'm probably going to have to fuck Rep. Short," I put my foot down.

"With the shit I'm taking right now, I need you to lay off on the leg spreading for a while."

All she said was, "Oh, well, too late. Sorry."

Anyway, I got a message from Maggie Justus about a meetup, and since I had a layover scheduled in Willow Creek on my way back from Komorebi, I planned to visit her then.

They'd matched the DNA from the last victim to a soldier at the base.

It was actually someone I've mentioned already in this book. Remember the young kid Daria helped lose his virginity before deployment?

Name was AJ Parks. Apparently something in him snapped, probably overseas, and when he came back, he didn't know where to let it out but on prostitutes.

Problem was he was AWOL. They couldn't find him. And that's why Maggie wanted to see me. This case was so stressful, she said, she just needed some wild release.

In other words, she just wanted her pipes cleaned out.

We fucked like crazy, and lay back on the bed exhausted.

"Thanks," she said. "That was exactly what I needed."

"Now, as soon as you can get it up again, let's go one more time, then I gotta go catch this sicko."

I was always happy to do my part to help our dedicated servicemembers.

So I had to get this story down about how marriage counseling is going. We were at our regular session with Dr. V a couple of weeks ago. She wanted to know how things were going since we found out about the pregnancy.

Things are great, Elisa told her.

And she really did talk me up. Started raving about our family time together, and how I'm a great father figure for Amadora.

But I do sense some tension, Doc said.

It's Mom, Elisa butted in. Ever since Dad left, she's all alone.

I interjected, I thought you were supposed to fix their relationship, Doc.

You know I can't talk about other clients, she said. Even if they are family. But why is Lorena causing tension?

And of course, Elisa started talking about how much time she's spending with her.

And how lonely she is, and getting older.

And about how we live in a huge mansion, and why can't we just ask her to move in with us?

Maybe it's too soon to make that move, Doc V suggested. It would be like admitting your parents have no chance of getting back together.

There's no chance, I said, probably a bit too harshly.

My contacts have Tomas doing the same old things. Leaving his pregnant mistress at home alone, while he goes to the strip club to get lap dances.

And, from what I'm told, a lot more.

You shouldn't talk about my dad like that, Elisa said.

Okay, I'm going to stop you there, Doc said. At this point, I think it would be helpful to have some individual sessions with the both of you. That way you can talk about these issues without aggravating each other. What do you think?

So that's what we did. When it was my turn, I noticed she looked a bit different than normal.

Doc, I said, you really let your hair down. (She did, literally.)

You like that in a woman? she asked. In a very different, let's say, sultry voice.

I honestly got a little tongue tied.

But I recovered quickly. I wanted to see exactly what she was up to with this, so I decided to test her with a little flirt.

Doc, I said, is this session just an excuse for you to get me alone?

What if it was? she said.

And as I leaned back on her desk, her hand drifted down to what I knew she was after.

She got down on her knees, and whipped it out.

Swallowed it like a champ.

And before long, I was fucking her on her desk.

She said she liked it rough, so I bent her over the desk and really went to town.

The only thing that might have ruined it is if she said You're better than Tomas after I came inside her.

Luckily, she didn't say that. She just panted. And squealed a bit when I smacked her ass.

Turns out I like couples therapy.

Signing off,

Pedro

His wife was happy and working on artistic endeavors.

Little Amadora was displaying aptitude in both physical skills...

...and mental.

Then Elisa broke to him the news she was pregnant.

When they'd had Amadora six years ago, it was after many years of trying. But now, Elisa was pregnant again, and it was a complete accident. They were going to have to prepare Amadora for a new little brother or sister.

One thing Pedro told me, perhaps it was because of the hormones, or perhaps just because of the nature of an accidental pregnancy, but for some reason, Elisa became a beast in the bedroom overnight. She would not give Pedro any rest.

If I knew my friend at all, he could handle it.

But he also had to deal with a new murder. Another girl had been killed. They found her body at the cemetery, but she danced at Picante, and the evidence was that her killer picked her up there during her shift. Maggie Justus was all over it.

So Pedro wasn't getting rid of her anytime soon.

I was in a bit of a holding pattern on a lot of stuff. Worked on my body, too, which had become a bit too chubby.

And I was also getting into food.

I had a ton of money, so I decided to learn to gamble. Online poker was fun.

But what I really loved were the horses. I lived ten minutes from the West Coast's best track

And my many years in journalism had gotten me some useful contacts, which I could use to get tips on races.

But since it was the middle of fall, that meant a harvest was in.

My winemaking was finally good enough to market.

That was the first year I started selling Woody Creek Estates most profitable product, the SV Elite - SV for "Single Vineyard" because I used only my own grapes grown on my own property. That first year, I wholesaled them for a few hundred a bottle, but if you are a wine connoisseur, you know they are worth much more, now.

I had a special vintage I'd laid down back in 2003 I called "Bridget." I didn't intend to ever sell it. The bottles would be a gift to my daughter on her graduation, or engagement, or some other fitting event down the road.

The fact I'd had these bottles down in the cellar for five years meant, yep, Bridget was getting big.

Hard on my old body to play with her.

I sampled some of that wine with Aiyana.

And she started laying into me about these stories about me and Erin she was reading.

I told her, there was nothing going on. This was all about preparing for filming red. Nothing romantic at all.

She was very possessive suddenly. I guess sex clubs and hookers and whatnot were fine, but if she got a whiff Erin and I were an item, she'd be pissed.

But she didn't have to worry. Erin and I were strictly professional.

We met to go over our plans for the film. That was it.

Although I have to admit, I did think she often flirted with me.

And since she lived out in the Valley, and I had many connections out there, well, let's just say if I left Erin's mansion after a work session feeling a bit horny, I might remember that Skye had told me any time I wanted my dick sucked, I just had to drop by her place unannounced.

I wouldn't be telling Aiyana about that kind of thing, of course.

And, actually, when it comes to my sex life at this point in time, the newest change wasn't out west, but out east. I was spending so much time out there, I decided I needed some regular comfort, and went back to the old sugar dating site Pedro had showed me, and I found Audacity.

She was a freak.

And since I was out in her neighborhood basically once each week or two, now I had a regular mistress to keep me company on those trips.

Also something I didn't bother telling Aiyana about.

COLLECTED PURSUANT TO JUDICIAL WARRANT 34-07056-B

JOAO CALLES (JC) AND UNKNOWN SUBJECT (UNSUB)

TRANSLATOR: TJ

JC: OH MAN DO I HAVE A STORY FOR YOU.

UNSUB: WHAT HAPPENED?

JC: SO TOMAS, YOU KNOW, PEDRO'S FATHER-IN-LAW, HIS WIFE WAS AT YOGA OR WHATEVER, SO HE INVITED HIS MISTRESS TO STOP BY.

JC: BUT I GUESS HE GOT THE TIMING WRONG, OR LORENA LEFT CLASS EARLY, OR WHATEVER, AND SHE WALKED IN ON ELENA SUCKING HIS DICK.

UNSUB: OH SHIT!

JC: YEAH, SHE WAS PISSED!

JC: BUT HERE'S THE FUNNY PART. I GUESS THIS WHOLE ARGUMENT HAPPENED IN JUST A FEW SECONDS, BUT IT WAS JUST LONG ENOUGH FOR LORENA TO NOTICE THAT TOMAS HAD NOT JUMPED UP OFF THE COUCH IMMEDIATELY, BUT WAS STILL PRESSING ELENA'S HEAD DOWN INTO HIS LAP.

JC: AND SHE WAS ALL, "WHY THE FUCK IS YOUR DICK STILL IN HER THROAT?"

JC: AND THEN...

UNSUB: (LAUGHING) NO WAY!

JC: (LAUGHING) YEAH, HE WAS SO CLOSE TO COMING WHEN SHE CAME HOME HE COULDN'T STOP, AND BLEW HIS LOAD IN ELENA'S MOUTH RIGHT IN FRONT OF HIS WIFE!

UNSUB: THAT'S HILARIOUS!

JC: YEAH, SO NOW SHE'S GOT THEIR BED ALL TO HERSELF, AND HE'S SLEEPING IN THE KIDS ROOM THAT USED TO BELONG TO PEDRO'S WIFE.

UNSUB: SO ARE THEY SPLITTING?

JC: TOO EARLY TO SAY. ELISA HAD PEDRO PAY FOR SOME EXPENSIVE COUPLES THERAPY FOR THEM.

JC: WHICH, OF COURSE, BACKFIRED, BECAUSE NOW ELISA HAS PEDRO GOING TO THERAPY WITH HER, TOO!

UNSUB: OH I BET HE HATES THAT.

JC: YEAH, HE SAID THE ONLY UPSIDE IS HER OFFICE IS CLOSE TO HIS AMANTE'S HOUSE IN BRINDLETON.

JC: SO HE JUST HAS TO FIND AN EXCUSE TO STAY IN TOWN FOR WORK, AND HE'S GOT A DATE LINED UP TO TAKE HIS MIND OFF THE THERAPY.

UNSUB: JESUS. HE USES MARRIAGE COUNSELING AS A CONVENIENT WAY TO STEP OUT?

JC: YEAH, HE DOESN'T EVEN TAKE CARE OF BUSINESS IN THAT TOWN, ANYMORE.

JC: HE SENDS ME, WHICH I ENJOY, BECAUSE BRITNEY HANDLES OUR SALES UP THERE, AND SHE'S HOT AS FUCK, AND A FREAK.

JC: SHE GIVES ME A BUNCH OF MONEY, I GIVE HER A BUNCH OF PRODUCT.

JC: THEN WE FUCK LIKE RABBITS.

UNSUB: IS THERE ANY PART OF YOUR JOB THAT DOESN'T INVOLVE FUCKING?

JC: (LAUGHING) MAYBE A LITTLE. LIKE, I STILL HAVE PLENTY OF OPPORTUNITIES FOR A QUICK NUT. LAST WEEK I WENT TO CHECK OUT MAYA'S NEW HOUSE. THE COVE HAS BEEN DOING WELL, SO SHE UPGRADED.

UNSUB: AND YOU TWO ALWAYS HIT IT OFF.

JC: EXACTLY. SO WE GOT COKED UP AND HAD A QUICK FUCK. ENJOYABLE FOR BOTH OF US.

JC: BUT PART OF IT IS ALSO STATUS. I CAN'T AFFORD TO HAVE HIGH CLASS WHORES IN FANCY CRIBS ALL OVER THE WORLD LIKE PEDRO, BUT I DID STILL SET UP MY OWN AMANTE.

UNSUB: WHO?

JC: YVETTE. SHE STRIPPED AT THE COVE, BUT SHE WAS ALWAYS ONE OF MY FAVORITES. I GOT HER A PLACE IN MAGNOLIA AND NOW I HAVE A SURE STOP WHEN ALANA'S PREGNANCY HORMONES ARE KICKING IN.

UNSUB: JUST YOUR FAVORITE STRIPPER? YOU SHOULD DO BETTER THAN THAT.

JC: IN TIME, I WILL. BUT THIS IS WHAT I CAN AFFORD NOW. AND LIKE I SAID, STATUS. AT MY EARNING LEVEL, I NEED TO PROVE I CAN AFFORD TO KEEP MY OWN WOMAN THAT NO ONE ELSE CAN TOUCH. ANYWAY, HERE'S THE NEWS I WAS REALLY CALLING ABOUT.

JC: THAT MILITARY INVESTIGATOR CAME BY PICANTE TO TALK TO PEDRO.

JC: SAID SHE HAD NEWS THAT SHE WAS WORRIED ABOUT. SHE'D INTERVIEWED A STRIPPER AT THE COVE, CHERRY.

UNSUB: PEDRO LETS HIS GIRLS TALK TO COPS?

JC: NO, BUT CHERRY WAS SCARED. SHE'D HAD A BAD EXPERIENCE WITH A CLIENT.

JC: GUY DID SOMETHING TO MAKE HER FEEL SCARED. SO SHE WENT TO THIS INVESTIGATOR ON HER OWN. SHE WANTED TO WARN PEDRO THAT IF THIS WAS THE GUY WHO WAS CUTTING UP THE GIRLS, HE WAS PROBABLY FRUSTRATED AS HELL THAT HE WAITED A YEAR FOR HIS NEXT STRIKE AND IT DIDN'T PAN OUT. PEDRO BETTER KEEP AN EYE ON HIS GIRLS, SHE SAID.

UNSUB: WHAT DID PEDRO SAY?

JC: BASICALLY, THANKS FOR THE WARNING, BUT THE WAY THIS NEIGHBORHOOD WORKS, IF ANYONE HERE FINDS THIS GUY BEFORE YOU DO, YOU NEVER WILL.

UNSUB: BUT NO ONE KILLED YET?

JC: NOT YET.

UNSUB: OH SHIT, I'M GETTING BITCHED AT AGAIN. GOTTA GO.

-END TRANSCRIPT

ADDENDUM: CF REPORT 2008-09-01-0147 FROM NEWCREST POLICE - HOMICIDE - LOCATION(S): PICANTE AND SHADY RUN CEMETERY.

IMPORTANT NOTE: SEMEN FOUND ON BODY. SHOULD NOT CLOSE JUSTUS INVESTIGATION. COULD BE MAJOR BREAK.

RIP, Lucia.

Connor-

Was stateside for an international friendly, and had something crazy happen - after the match, decided to check out The Foundry Cove strip club in Willow Creek.

It was a little seedy for my tastes, but the strippers were bangin.

But the hottest thing there wasn't on stage, she was behind the bar.

We hit it off really well, and made plans to meet at her place after her shift.

I don't need to tell yo how that went!

Later,

Devon

Just a one-night stand that Devon would later find to have lifelong consequences.

Meanwhile, some pregnancies hit closer to home. Erick and Lillian finally got pregnant, and they dropped out of the swingers' club entirely.

Chad found out that two of his favorite fuck toys, Flora and Iliana, had become sapphic sisters.

And that opportunity was too much for him to pass up.

Yup. Turns out Flora got knocked up, too. So she was out.

Chad and Grace dropped out of both the swingers' club and the nudist society. Work was too busy, they said. But luckily, I still got to meet with Grace once in a while.

Mostly on her schedule, really. She'd just show up once every month or two, and we'd have some fun.

Our esteemed leaders also finally got pregnant. They'd been trying. Both Sierra and Ariana were carrying at the same time. But both couples decided to stay in the club. And Noah, vigilant as always, found some new members to replace the ones we were losing.

Nathan and his wife Brynlee were vaguely in finance.

And they lived with her sister Regan. It was a...unique relationship.

The kind that meant they were all open to some sexual exploration. Of course, Noah required his usual toll before letting them join.

The girls also forced us to finally bend our couples and women only rule and let Bryce join officially. They just loved fucking him too much to say no. Noah didn't require a toll from him.

Speaking of, Charlotte also got pregnant. She did it in a wild way. First, she announced at one of our parties she was off her pill, and if anyone wanted to breed her, here was their chance.

It was actually a very fun sex party, even with that hanging over us.

Especially since, again, Bryce was now a full member, which the girls loved.

But the party didn't do it for Charlotte, so she did something crazy. She waited until the right time in the cycle, and then she fucked Bryce.

And then she went down to the local stud house, and paid every man there to creampie her in turn.

And then, for good measure, she fucked Bryce again.

This strategy worked. She got knocked up, too.

(Later, we'd find out that Bryce was in fact the lucky father.)

This was the point I got the call from my agent about red.

A very famous actress loved the script and wanted to sign on. You might recognize her.

That's right, my old pal Erin and I got together for drinks, and to talk about how she wanted to star in my movie.

I told her I couldn't think of anyone better. Honestly, I probably had her in mind when I wrote it.

She had one condition: I had to be part of the production, so as to make sure the director didn't ruin my vision.

Of course, this was a dream come true! I agreed.

Meanwhile, I'd heard from Pedro that the pregnancy outbreak was spreading. Two sisters who had danced for him since the first day he opened both quit, both because they were pregnant. Teresa, he didn't know for sure, he might be the father, or it could be Joao.

Elena, on the other hand, the culprit had to be none other than Pedro's father-in-law, Tomas.

He could see drama coming from this.

But speaking of drama and Pedro, remember how I saw his stepdaughter on a porn site? I should have just told him about it. But instead, since I recognized Joe and Lucy in the video, and they lived up in the Valley less than an hour from me, I decided to go talk to Kami in person.

This was a mistake.

I tried to tell her how degrading the life she was entering could be for someone her age.

But she could see right through me. She knew I was only saying this bullshit on account of my friendship with Pedro.

We could hear Joe and Lucy fucking in the next room while we talked.

This was awkward, and a little arousing.

But Kami insisted to me that her mind was made up.

When Joe and Lucy finally joined us, Kami suggested we all go swimming.

Joe said he could go for a dip.

And Lucy said the girls should model some bathing suits for us, so they could decide what to wear down to the pool.

So that's what they did.

Each one more revealing than the last.

Once we got to the last set of suits, all thoughts of swimming were gone, and instead we were drinking and grinding on each other.

Soon, the girls were naked.

And not long after that, we were fooling around.

And suddenly, they had our dicks in their mouths.

At this point, in for a penny, right?

So now, I definitely couldn't tell Pedro about Kami. Ever.

EM enters for scheduled session. She's dressed more formally than normal and has had her hair done.

Comment the new style suits her well.

Q how are things? open ended - let her start

A There's a lot going on

Got a text message from mom out of the blue - said she was sure dad was cheating on her

Did not know how to answer - of course he was - everyone knew it

Q You first mentioned this to me years ago I recall

A - Yes it's the same whore he's been carrying on with for years

Mom thinks relationship is still strong

But she can no longer deny what's been going on.

Q - So what do you think?

A - What do I think?

I think it's inevitable. Elena looks a lot like mom.

Only 20 years younger and with bigger tits and fat old dick sucking lips.

Here's the thing. She wanted my advice, but really I think she wanted validation. Remember how I said I thought she was stepping out, too?

Well, when I asked her how she was dealing with this new information about dad...

She started telling me all about her new masseuse.

And about how hands-on he was.

And I knew where she was going with this.

She was fucking this guy to get back at dad.

Q - So how does that make you feel?

A - Normally, good for her. Dad deserves to get cucked.

But then she started telling me more about him.

And eventually, I was like, wait, Gabe from Magnolia?

Her masseuse is also my yoga instructor.

And, well...

Oh my god my mom and I are eskimo brothers.

Q - Did you share this tidbit with your mom?

A - Hell no are you crazy?

Not sure what kind of relationship I have with my mom, but I'm sure it doesn't include that.

End session

Personal note:

I cannot deny that Elisa's new haircut and outfit did more than suit her. They stirred strong sexual feelings in me. I cannot make a pass at a patient, so I believe I will risk travel into Newcrest tonight and get a lap dance from one of the sexy Latinas at Picante.

Addendum: her name was Tami and I will visit her again

And it was still radio silence from my scientist friend.

I wondered what kinds of crazy things he was doing in that lab of his.

I usually flew out to meet with my publisher at the end of the week once or twice a month, and I liked to make a stop in Magnolia on the way back. While I was enjoying a drink at the hotel bar, Military Investigator Maggie Justus plopped down at my table.

She told me as the killer she was chasing seemed to have gone quiet, she thought she was going to be transferred out soon.

"Sorry to see you go," I told her, half-honestly.

"Before I go, I think I'm going to have a little fun to remember this burg by," she said. "Your friends Pedro and Joao? They have a bet on between them about which one of them can get in my pants first."

"How do you know that?"

"I'm military intelligence, and let's be honest, I'm one of the best. I have my ways. Plus, Joao's seduction game has all the subtlety of a sledgehammer."

"But, I was thinking it would be funny if neither one of of them wins. You know, I've always been a fan of your work. Both the written kind, and, you know, what you did on video a while back."

I knew where this was going.

After, when we were cuddling in bed, she teased me some more about Pedro and Joao: "Like I said, neither one of them wins."

"Right, I won, that's what you're saying?"

"Oh, you're definitely a champ, but no, I was thinking they could tie."

"I was thinking, maybe I could manufacture some reason why they both need to meet up here at the hotel."

"They aren't sure why, but they come in the room they've been told to."

"And who do they find? Me, waiting for them. Not with an arrest warrant, but with this hot pussy you just went to town on."

"I'd make them spitroast me."

"And DP me."

"Then I'd suck them both off."

"In my fantasy, they'd find this embarrassing, but honestly, I bet it wouldn't be the first time they've done it."

"Until they both blew their loads all over my face."

"I think that would be extremely hot, don't you? And neither one of them gets to win the bet."

My God, this was one freaky military investigator.

Anyway, this was the point I was really starting to drink too much.

I didn't recognize it at the time, of course.

But no matter what I was doing around the house, I always had a drink in my hand.

Sometimes, when I was sampling my wine that I'd been making, I didn't even bother dirtying a glass.

But then, one night, I did something insane. I got buck naked, stumbled out of my house, and went looking to party. At least, that's what I'm gathering from the report the booking officer gave me. I was completely blacked out the entire time.

I guess it involved a lot of noise and a lot of bothering other people, and I came back with a nasty bruise on my face, and had no idea how it got there, but eventually they were kind enough to drop the public indecency charge, and let me pay a small fine for violating the local noise ordinance.

But, of course, I kept drinking.

And then it hit me: inspiration! I sat down at the computer, and wrote my best work ever, a screenplay that would once again make me famous, in one night.

That's right. I was drunk as a goddamned skunk the night I wrote red.

Since it's time to talk about that film, I should note that Erin was going through some things at the time. The newborn was barely a year old, and Marco had been caught by the paparazzi out with his side piece (or one of them, I guess).

Erin's publicist had her give a big speech that alternatively asked for privacy...

...and defended Marco as accused without proof...

...and promised that she'd get through this no matter what.

How? She'd have to think about that. Probably dive deeper into her art.

So, anyway, finally I had a spark in the work world, but the climax (so to speak) of this chapter is what I saw on the internet. I knew that Lucy's first video was dropping, and I loaded up her site to watch it.

Just as promised, she and Joe had flipped the script, so to speak, and she was playing the older girlfriend back from college to wish her boyfriend a happy 18th birthday.

I guess they had decided the stepsister angle was too weird. Anyway, it was pretty hot porn, if a bit standard, but then, after they'd fucked a bit...

...the door opened, and she brought in her new friend from college to make Joe's birthday extra special!

Problem was, when they showed her face.

I immediately recognized her.

It was Pedro's stepdaughter, Kami! The one I'd caught having the affair with Bertie, but then didn't publicize for Pedro's sake.

I guess she'd decided to go into porn, now, and when she ran away to live with "friends," Lucy and Joe were whom she was talking about.

So, well, of course I kept watching. It was hot as fuck.

And when Joe started fucking Kami, I could tell this girl definitely had what it took to make it in...well, I would say porn, but honestly, anything sex. Anything sex she could be a star in.

Then Joe started to alternate between them. He was impressive, himself. So much stamina. But then, he was still 18.

Then it was time for the big finale, and all three of them were top notch.

So, I asked myself, do I tell Pedro about this? How do I tell Pedro about this?

Instead, I went out to the bar to mix another drink.

And sat back at my desk, and clicked "Replay."

Man, I have been making money hand over fist since the war ended. I have a great relationship with Pyotr. Mostly we keep to our respective sides of the ocean, but when we can, we pool our purchasing power to make even bigger deals. Like, a few weeks ago, I was in Selvadorada meeting with a big-time supplier.

He was willing to do business, but the minimum purchase was too big for me to move in a reasonable time.

So, that's where my new partnership with Pyotr comes in. We go in 50-50, get a great deal, and we both end up with product to put out.

I also got a glimpse at how he manages his girls. It's much simpler than what we do here. No big club to manage. He's just got a little cottage out in the sticks run by some old lesbian. Calls it "The Cabin."

But all the important Windenburg men, and more than a few tourists, know how to get there. It's cozy. Just a sitting room with a bar, and hot European women walking around in sexy underwear.

Until one of them strikes your fancy.

Then, you head off with her into one of the side rooms.

I ended up in one of the rooms with this hot little thing called Vanya. Georgian. Romanian. Armenian. I don't know. Some country way out east.

And when I told her I wanted to go in raw, she didn't mind one bit.

She really knew how to move her hips. Even with me on top, she was in control.

Until I pulled out and popped off all over her tits, of course.

Anyway, Corey and Demarius were actually out in Newcrest last week and stopped by Picante.

I told them about Kami, and how I'd promised her mother I'd find out where she ran off to and bring her back.

They hadn't seen her around.

I told them, if they did, let me know right away.

Of course they would, Corey said.

Of course, Kami was 18 now, so I'm not sure exactly what Elisa expected me to do. I couldn't imagine what kinds of trouble she was getting involved in right now, though.

But then a few days ago, I was at the gym with Joao.

He had some news for me: Alana was finally pregnant.

I told him Congrats! You just took one of my best strippers out of work!

He knew I was joking, but he did say, I better watch out, because he didn't think Alana was the only one baby crazy. Lately, Teresa has been calling him over a lot, and never letting him wear a condom. She said she just liked the way he felt raw, but he thought it was maybe a trap.

Which made me think of something that had happened just a couple of days before at the club. Teresa had snuck up on me in the bathroom and basically jumped on me. Said she was just horny as hell and needed some good dick.

Who was I to turn that down?

I don't like wearing a rubber, anyway, but I never worried with Teresa because I knew she was on the pill. Now, Joao had me thinking.

But, anyway, something else also caught my attention.

Isn't that the military investigator over there? Damn she's hot.

She sure is. Bet I can fuck her before you, Joao challenged me.

It's a race, I said.

Anyway, like I was getting at before, with the war over, business is booming, and I'm traveling a lot again. And nothing against Pyotr's whores, but I have found if you want the really classy pussy, you won't find it in the brothel. You'll find it with a sugar dating service. So glad I got turned onto that. When I'm in Windenburg, I visit Zippy.

Doing business in Komorebi? I visit Aiko.

Checking out my newest expansion in the Northeast? Time to check in on Kaitlyn.

And of course, if I'm out West, which I am often, I stay with Helen. She's the classiest of them all.

But I have gardens to tend at home, too. Gotta check in on the little ones. Miguel is getting so big.

And Alexa and I still have that spark.

And little Ines is healthy as can be.

And if anything, motherhood has made Maya's fine round ass even better.

And as a neighborhood leader, I can't ignore the other kids. I still have to check in on little Cora and the grieving widow Naomi.

That's one of my favorite stops.

Plus, I still have the club to keep track of!

That comes with a lot of stress, so of course, I need to find some release.

But don't worry, I also make sure there's enough gas in the tank to show some love at home to the wife.

Signing off,

Pedro

This hit me hard. Humber was a bad man, and I'd exposed many bad men in my career, but he was the first one who killed himself over it. The first person I killed, that's how I thought of it. I needed to get away, so I booked a trip to Windenburg. I ran into Pedro at the bar, who was doing some business with the Russians.

Even while I was there, my phone was blowing up with updates about the Humber saga.

I told Pedro about my conflicted feelings, but he just brushed them off.

"I'm glad the fucker's dead. I'm just sad I didn't get to do it myself."

Then he told me some bad news. Seems Kami had run away from home. Out west to live with some friends from school who were way too close to the porn and sex industry for Pedro's taste, but then, he always knew Kami was headed in that direction.

I pointed out that she was still 17, and he could get a legal order forcing her back. But he responded that courts were slow, and she would be 18 in a couple of months, so it was pointless. He also mentioned that her mother was devastated, so he'd probably have to take a trip out there to drag her back himself.

Of course, my purpose for being in Windenburg was actually to see Luisa.

It felt weird still, having an official sugar baby, but hey, what else was I going to do with all this money?

Besides, Luisa made my visits worthwhile.

And, of course, I knew Pedro would be visiting Zippy while he was in town.

I still thought it was strange that he turned Dmitry's old mistress into his new amante in Windenburg.

But then again, since Dmitry did order Charlotte's killing, I guess this was karma.

Anyway, on the way back home, I had a layover in Willow Creek, and I got accosted by Maggie Justus, that military investigator.

I was friendly as could be, but I wasn't going to give her anything on Pedro, or any of my other contacts.

"I know that," she said. "I'm here to say, I liked your story. But I'm disappointed you didn't come to us. I would have loved to have gotten my claws into that Humber pervert before he did himself."

"What are you talking about?" I asked her. "You'd have no jurisdiction over anything I reported."

"Oh you have no idea," she said.

And proceeded to school me.

"Most of what you found was piddly shit. Embarrassing, yes. Criminal, yes. Disgusting, certainly. But what you didn't think about were the implications of Humber's visits overseas. We have a treaty with Tomarang, which says all sex crimes committed by our servicemembers in their territory will be dealt with by a general court-martial."

"So what?" I asked.

"Humber was a reservist," she told me.

"Served overseas. Obviously, didn't really publicize it during his academic life. But he had a reputation"

"In Tomarang, he had a habit of trolling the red light district for whores."

"They liked servicemen, because that meant good pay, at least for them."

"He got caught with one of them in the upstairs bathroom at a local bar."

"And let me guess," I ventured. "She turned out to be creepy young?"

"Oh hell, we have no idea. She could have been forty for all we know. She disappeared. You think this is just about age? Did you ever catch Humber diddling any toddlers? No, this was about control for him. Something far more deep-seated. He kept at it, he was probably going to end up raping and killing some poor girl."

"Anyway, someone walked in on them who claimed to know the girl, but like I said, we couldn't find her during the investigation, so not much happened, other than he got transferred to Komorebi."

"Where he got up to the same shit."

"But again, we could never really pin anything on him. So, like I said, I wish you had come to us. We could have finally taken the fucker down."

"Well, now I know, I guess. A little late."

Then I asked her, "By the way, this stuff you were investigating is over, so why are you still here nosing around?"

"The killings at the Magnolia had nothing to do with the gang war, and you know it. Investigating them was my cover, but now that's blown, I intend to keep at it. This guy is still out there, and he will strike again. If I don't find him first."

So, yeah, there you have it. Ms. Justus was sticking around. She had a point about the hookers who got cut up at the Magnolia. Pedro had nothing to do with that, and no one really thinks Dmitry did, either. There's something else going on there.

So, anyway, I had been planning on stopping by the Foundry Cove, but this talk of Humber kind of put sex out of my mind, so I just went back to the hotel. But there, I found on my laptop waiting for me, an email from Devon.

Connor, my man!

Just wanted to catch up and let you know I haven't forgotten about my favorite journalist.

Also wanted to share a story with you that I can't share with Brooke or the other journos around here.

My old roommate Britney stopped by. She was a freshman now, and was in town for some big class project, and thought she'd check out my mansion."

Once I showed her my private gym, she said she wanted to work out. Claimed she was getting a little chubby.

I thought her ass looked just perfect.

But I played along, showed her some things.

Then I pulled the old "Pretend to get knocked down" trick at the punching bag.

And once she got her hands on this bod, she was hot and ready to go.

I swear to God, when she lifted up my shorts leg to get a handle on my meat, she said, "I have missed this dick so much."

So I knew it was on. She sucked me good.

I fucked her good.

Then she took me in her mouth again, and swallowed the biggest load I can remember launching.

I could see her struggling to keep it all in as I came, my sperm squirting out between her lips and my shaft.

But she still took it down, and stuck out her tongue to prove it, too.

Then we cleaned up together, and she just straight left.

God, I love life as an athlete.

And I love being a trusted journalist.

If you or someone you know is in crisis, call or text 988 to reach the Suicide & Crisis Hotline.

Or chat online at 988lifeline.org.

Oh, this is so awful! This reporter published this story in which he accused Bertie of all sorts of depravities! I can barely stand to mention them!

Bertie came over and tried to convince me they were all lies.

I wanted to believe him, I really did.

But there were so many girls, and the accusations were so detailed! And awful!

He said the reporter made it all up and probably paid these girls to say it happened.

Then he started getting angry with me! Can you believe it? He said if I was going to be his wife, I owed it to him to stand by him!

Well, you know me. I was having none of that. I told him to leave, and we'd talk again when I was ready.

So shortly after this, I got a call out of the blue from Ann. Remember Ann, my old college buddy who dropped out and moved out west to become a "Wellness Specialist?"

She works at some spa out there, while trying to save up money to open her own.

She made it sound like life was great for her, but she wanted to see how I was doing because, you guessed it, she heard about Bertie on the news.

I was never 100% comfortable around Ann. We were just so different. She was always more...forward with the boys, and therefore more popular than I was. Masseuse seems a natural profession for someone as handsy as her, to be honest.

Oh, heaven forgive me, I shouldn't assume such things, but every time I think of Ann, I imagine she's just using her massage gig as a front for dirtier things!

I mean, she did have a reputation in college.

And it never bothered her, either.

I remember she once told me, "Why should I care if people know I have sex? Sex is great. They should be having it, too!"

She was always pushing me to go out with boys and try to do...things with them.

But of course, I was too good of a girl for all that.

But Ann, she lived it up.

At least for the two years before she dropped out.

Anyway, she insisted I spend the weekend with her out in Oasis Springs, and she offered to foot the bill for my flight, and I was so mad at Bertie, I found a cat-sitter immediately, and went straight to the airport. First we went out for, can you believe this, morning wine!

I told myself it was technically afternoon in my normal time zone, so it was okay.

And I unloaded all my problems on her.

She was clear to me that none of this was my fault, if Bertie was some damn pervert, that was all on him.

When we finished our wine - she finished first, of course - she suggested we go get a massage. Of course, she'd do that!

So I found myself, not at the spa, but at some house out in the suburbs.

She explained, this was where her masseur lived. I told her, as long as it's safe and comfortable. You know I don't care for strangers touching me.

She said I didn't have to worry with guys like this. They were experts at touching.

It didn't take long for me to realize. This was erotic massage! Oh mom, I'm so sorry for bringing up such a horrible subject with you!

Ann was defiant. She said, I swear, "You are engaged to a pervert. You need to let off some steam. The best way to do that is with some Vitamin D."

This guy, Diego was his name, just stood there impatiently while I solved that little euphemism.

I actually did talk with Diego for a while, while Ann was getting ready for her turn, and he was a nice kid.

But then when Ann, half-naked, climbed on his table, and he started groping her, I knew that there was no way there could ever be my turn. I couldn't do it.

So I slipped out of there while she couldn't stop me, and left her to her own pleasures.

The rest of the weekend was awkward, but I flew back east as soon as I could, and instead of Vitamin D, I comforted myself with a nice meal, while thinking about what I should do about Bertie.

What do you think, Mom?

Love,

Kayla

And Lucy was going to tell a sob story about how Bertie Humber had ruined her childhood and stolen her innocence, and now she was doing porn because of it.

And you know her website was going to link my article prominently.

I also found a hooker in Tomarang willing to go on the record that Humber had been her client for many years.

And the icing on the cake, I'd found a current student, Kerri, who was only 16, and ready to state that she had recently signed up for Humber's tutoring, and he'd pressured her into sex on only the second session.

Of course, I'd be using fake names for all these girls, especially the one who was still underage. But they were on the record, and I had all the proof on paper.

So now it was time to talk to Humber himself.

I'd tell him I had multiple girls on the record stating that he'd used his position to pressure sexual favors from them while they were underage.

He'd deny it, of course.

Probably get angry.

I'd explain to his face what kind of awful pervert he was.

And he'd see the error of his ways, and give me all the details for my scoop.

Ha! Yeah, right. First of all, no, he wouldn't. Second of all, I'm not going to drop in on that guy and tell him I'm about to ruin his life. Maybe he walks around with a loaded gun all day?

So, instead I did the smart thing, and called him on the phone. He was none too pleased with what I had to say.

I did, however, meet his fiancée in person.

At first, she was very defensive of her soon-to-be husband.

But when I laid out the stories I'd gotten and all the girls I'd gotten them from, her anger turned to shock.

And then betrayal.

So I finished typing up my story, and sent it to my editor.

Then Aiyana came over, and I got to share my feeling of victory with her.

We celebrated with some drinks.

And then the endorphins and the alcohol and everything, well, you know how it goes.

That was one of my best days.

Brooke Larimer (Nordhaven)

Well, fans, I'm sitting here in the locker room as the players file in after what will surely go down as one of the most exciting matches in the historic rivalry between Windenburg 04 and Gammelvik FK. Although neither team could get the better of the other, as they fought to a 2-2 draw, Windenburg have to feel good about the action they saw from their young star Devon Douglass, who came off the bench in the middle of the second half, and knocked in the goal that leveled the match in the 80th minute.

This reporter has exclusive rights to his first interview, as this is the third of three sittings between us, for this feature that you are reading right now.

So before we talk about that, let me dig into my notes, and tell you what I've learned about Mr. Douglass these past six months.

It started when he was a freshman at Foxbury, already recognized as the best young star that college had seen in decades.

He was living in some off-campus housing, and sat down for an interview with yours truly.

From the beginning, I could tell that he had his head on straight.

"Look, I know I'm young," he said. "At this point, I'm just trying to get better and help my team win."

Pretty standard talking points, you might say. But refreshing to hear them from a kid who just a few days earlier was celebrating his 19th birthday, rather than the brash bravado you mostly get from guys in that age group.

He had a great situation, he said. Besides his studies, he could focus on his physical training.

And it just so happened his roommate was a fitness nut, too, so they could push each other.

He was glad he didn't live in one of the party dorms, but rather with someone he shared such interests with.

And he also had only praise for the support given him by the Foxbury program and their boosters.

I asked him about the rumors, which were already going around at the time, of him cutting school short and going pro.

"Look," he told me, "I'm going to do what's best for me in the long run, of course. I'm not stupid. But right now, I'm just focused on helping Foxbury win a championship."

And, of course, as we all know, Foxbury did win that elusive championship, and Douglass was a huge part of that success, and shortly after the title game, he announced that he was leaving school, and had been signed to a three year contract with Windenburg.

So the second time I sat down with him, it was at his newly purchased mansion in the wealthier section of Windenburg. Locals knew it as the house that used to be owned by the rich (and notorious) Villareal family.

I asked him how training was going.

He said it was great, he was getting to know his teammates, all that stuff, but of course, as with any young person with enormous newfound wealth, he just wanted to show off his stuff. He'd refurbished the mansion a bit. It was nice. He had a huge kitchen.

And even huger outdoor pool.

A luxurious bedroom.

And, of course, his personal touch, a private gym.

So what did he get up to in this giant domicile?

Well, he was learning to cook. Spent a lot of time in the kitchen researching healthy recipes that would fuel his body.

Of course he spent a lot of time in the gym training.

But he also invited friends over to work out together.

Sounds like the life, right? So that brings us back to now. He's just scored his first goal in the top league. Against his club's biggest rival. How did it feel?

Still sweating from the match, he tells me, "Honestly, our two clubs both have so much history, and that comes with respect. Do we want to beat them? Yes. But I don't hate them. I just relish the great competition."

Such mature thoughts for such a young guy. As he's getting changed into his street clothes, I notice between his many muscles a tattoo.

A stylized heart that says "Shiv" in the center. I ask him about that.

"She's my girl, since I was in high school," he tells me. "She's a couple of years behind me, so she's still there. We rarely see each other. She visited once, that's when she got me into cooking and eating healthy."

"But mostly, it's long-distance. We chat on the computer."

"Or maybe Facetime."

So you hear that, girls? He's taken! This Shiv, whoever she is, is one lucky girl.

But I have to ask him one more question. I noticed that he got a lot of cheers even here in Nordhaven, as a member of the visiting club.

"Well, like I said, it's mutual respect. I also like to think I play the game the right way. No cheap moves. No flopping. I think true soccer fans like that."

"So your star is taking off all over?" I ask him.

"In fact, I found out recently I already have a fan club chapter up here. I got to meet the president and shake hands and share my autograph."

So there you have it, folks. Soccer's upcoming newest star. You can bet this reporter will be following his career very closely.