So the end of 2005 was a wild ride for me. I'll just start with a sexy aside that has little to do with the story, but which I'm sure you all will appreciate. I finally got a call from Kim, horny and wanting to meet. And when I visited her, my pants were off in like three seconds flat.

 

 

She was the only one of Grace's girls I hadn't fucked yet, so this was a big moment for me. It was like getting the last punch on a discount card for your local sandwich shop.

 

 

And, was she good? She's a fucking porn star. Of course she was good.

 

 

But, anyway, I just had to get that out to brag a bit. Kim really had nothing to do with anything, other than being a very fun way to start off the winter. No, the big thing for me was, my research for my book about the history of Newcrest was almost over. I'd fully covered the Irish/Italian/famous law firm angle. Now it was time to talk to the next generation. When the Galicians moved in.

 

 

The easiest place to start was the Guterres household. They were one of the first families to move in after the Italians and Irish started fleeing for nicer neighborhoods. And they also just happened to be Pedro's in-laws.

 

Tomas was a good guy.

 

 

And his wife Lorena was also top-notch.

 

 

So I interviewed them about their early experiences in Newcrest. Tomas was clear that they moved here for opportunity. To give their daughter Elisa a better shot at a great life.

 

 

Of course, I had to ask him about Pedro. Was he happy with Elisa's choice for a partner?

 

 

He said he was. Pedro provided for her. She lived in one of the biggest mansions in the city now, and had someone to take care of her children.

 

 

I thought that was very practical.

 

 

And when I asked Lorena how she felt about things.

 

 

She said much the same. She was very happy her daughter had found a stable and providing man to support her.

 

 

I didn't want to be too judgmental, but I did think it sounded a little old-fashioned.

 

 

Both Tomas and Lorena were agreed that their marriage was rock-solid. They seemed to be genuinely in love. And they were not shy about telling me that their coupling was still very passionate.

 

 

But Lorena also told me on the side that she had a masseuse who helped her stay relaxed, and it apparently helped their marriage somehow, but she still ended with, "But don't tell Tomas, please, he doesn't need to know."

 

 

And Tomas told me that he avoided bringing stress home by blowing off a little at Picante, but also, "Don't tell Lorena, I don't think she would like me visiting there."

 

 

After I talked with the Guterres, I had to take a break from my research, because Charlotte was hosting a swingers' club meeting. She made it clear she had a specific desire that night.

 

 

"I want to watch you fuck Jimena," she said.

 

 

Who am I to argue with that?

 

 

But of course, it didn't take long for Charlotte to get involved herself.

 

 

And I ended up in one of the hottest threesomes I can remember.

 

 

Grace, by now not actually taking part in the festivities because she was in her third trimester, even sat down to watch the show we put on.

 

 

And let's just say I summoned up quite the finish for this one.

 

 

The post-coital chat was, shall we say, decorated.

 

 

Where was I? Oh yeah, Erin was all the rage in the gossip rags. Showing off her baby bump.

 

 

I really didn't see how they were going to make it. Having a significant other was definitely going to cramp Marco's style.

 

 

But, whatever. More power to them, I guess.

 

Aiyana finally joined us at a nudist gathering. She seemed comfortable with it.

 

 

And made some friends.

 

 

She told me later she thought it was very liberating.

 

 

Although she did see a few things that hinted at something a little more daring.

 

 

But I'll come back to that. I got back to my research and interviewed Maya.

 

 

I was very keen on her version of the Newcrest story. She'd been Pedro's top girl since the beginning.

 

 

I wanted to know how it all developed, how the city had transitioned from what it was before to what it was now.

 

 

She said it was simply fate and math. The law firm had brought a ton of money into the town, and all that cash to burn combined with horny men wanting to get off made the sex industry a no-brainer.

 

 

So you and Pedro and the others were just filling a role that was destined to be filled, anyway? I asked her.

 

 

That was exactly right, she said. These guys wanted to bang something besides their stuffy, alcoholic wives, and we gave them that.

 

 

I mean, you personally know how good I am at what I do, she reminded me.

 

Can you blame them?

 

 

Of course, I did, and I couldn't. On the way home, I was starting to feel, well, you know, and ran across one of the Russians I knew from way back. She used to dance for Pedro, but she'd transferred to Maya's club. Didn't take long for her to invite me inside.

 

 

But I decided I wanted something more. I went home, and invited Aiyana over.

 

 

I did warn you this was a busy season for me.

 

Anyway, one more interview. Paola and Fatima. Pedro's first girls. They had paid off their debt, quit the club, and moved off to the Northeast to try to make their fortunes off professors and trust fund babies.

 

 

They explained their take on the Newcrest sex industry.

 

 

It was far better than the alternatives they'd seen.

 

 

Girls trafficked from overseas. Dark shit.

 

 

But they didn't have that problem. Pedro treated them right.

 

 

And when they paid off their debt to him, they went freelance, and good as his word, he let them keep dancing at Picante as long as they wanted.

 

 

And that was how they saved up the money for this nice house in Copperdale.

 

Anyway, long chapter, I know. Almost done. I knew the book was almost finished, so I was getting a head start on my next project. Remember Charlotte and, before that, the Windenburg businessman named Rock? I wanted to dig into this sex slave business. Highly illegal, obviously, but they were very open about it. I wanted to learn more, and I got a tip that I should take a trip to Tomarang. Since it was almost New Year's and very cold, that suited me just fine.

 

 

I wasn't there long before I was approached by a working girl.

 

 

She was very blunt. Did I want to have a good time? She could provide it.

 

 

I tried to ask her some questions about the skin trade.

 

 

But she had no time for that. "Look, do you want a blowjob or not?" she asked.

 

 

And yeah, I do like blowjobs, but this girl looked young. Too young. Maybe 14 young. I couldn't pull that trigger. As soon as I started wavering, she said, "Look, you're wasting my time," and left.

 

 

Luckily, it didn't take me long to find another working girl who was a bit older.

 

 

I mean, probably still too young for me, to be honest, but at least she was legally an adult.

 

 

And I tried to interview her, but just like the first girl, she was anxious to get right down to business.

 

 

I guess time is money, right?

 

 

She had some skills.

 

 

But honestly, the efficiency of it was a bit of a turnoff.

 

 

I was paying her to fuck, and so she felt like we should hurry up and fuck.

 

 

I wasn't paying her to waste her time talking.

 

 

So we fucked, and then she finished me with her mouth.

 

 

And that part was pretty excellent. She was very good at that.

 

 

And in the end, I got what I'd paid for, right?

 

 

But what I didn't get was really any useful information about this sex slave trade. I guess I'd have to make more trips in the near future.