Title:  The Hunter Makes Her First Kill

 

 

Prologue

Ah, Vegas.  There's no place else quite like it.  The city where anything is possible.  So there I was for another work related tradeshow, but this one I was going to actually enjoy attending.  See, this was the Consumer Electronics Show, which meant that along with all the boring pitches for a multitude of new whiz-bang gadgets, the members of the medium that drives technology, adult entertainment, would be on hand promoting their latest and greatest endeavors.  I always looked forward to walking through that area of the exhibitions, checking out all the lovely and multi-talented ladies that worked in various "positions" in the business.  But this time I knew exactly where I wanted to go.

 

 

 

It was the booth where April Hunter was promoting someone's supplements or diet solution or something, I don't honestly remember.  The product didn't really matter; I just wanted to get a chance to meet April.  Ever since I first laid eyes on April in a Michael Scott Agency gallery online, I was intrigued.  But she had drifted from my mind until the fateful night that I sat down to watch WCW Monday Nitro and was struck by the fiery redhead who was with the NWO.  I though she looked familiar and my suspicion was confirmed with a quick visit to the WCW website.  After that I became a regular browser of April's website and, thanks to her generosity towards her fans, learned more about the buxom beauty than I ever thought possible.  Having this opportunity to actually meet her, if only for a few fleeting minutes was like a baseball fan having an audience with Babe Ruth.

 

 

 

It was the last day of the show when I was finally able to make my way over to the hall where the adult section was housed.  Arriving there I was dismayed to find a 3-hour line just to get into the hall, not to mention what the wait would be once inside.  Determined, I took my place in line and began practicing what I wanted to say when my time came.  I thought to myself, let's be realistic here, you know a lot about April and think you have gotten to know her well, but she doesn't know you from the next autographic seeking, drooling, babbling fool.  Just be polite and respectful and try not to make and ass out of yourself.  After what seemed like an eternity I was finally next in line to enter the exhibit hall.  During my time in line I had ample opportunity to study the map of the show floor and plot the path of quickest travel from the entry to the booth.  The security guard got the word and opened the gate allowing a few more people inside.

 

 

 

Like a laser I made my way to the booth and just as I found and approached the correct aisle I heard over the loudspeakers, "Attention conference attendees, the show floor will be closing in 15 minutes."  My pulse quickened as a shot of adrenaline coursed through my veins.  I could see the booth and the line of autograph seekers that had formed to approach April.  I got into the line just in time as a staff member told the guy who came up behind me that the line was closed due to the short time remaining in the show.  I took in the surroundings while thanking divine providence for my making it into line.

 

 

 

As I scanned the area I checked out some of the other booths and the women who were working in them.  There were a number of video production companies with their established stars and new talent occupying the booths.  In the booth next to the one I was in line for, a blonde was standing behind the counter waiting to sign the stack of 8"x10" photos in front of her.  She seemed a little unhappy as she continued to scan the line of people waiting for April.  It took me a few minutes but I finally was able to put a name with the face.  It was Julie Tawney, a former porn actress who was trying to make the transition into the world of fitness.  Julie alternated between leaning on the counter, signing the occasional autograph, and eyeing the display of promotional material in April's booth.

 

 

 

The warning for only 5 minutes left came when I was third in line.  As I waited I watched April interacting with my fellow fans.  She was still smiling and joking even after what must have been 3 days of constant attention.  Each person that I saw walk away from the table looked as if they had gotten all that they expected and more from meeting April.  I heard April say, "Thanks and come back and see me again next year," to the person ahead of me.  April waived me forward and I stepped up to the table, now just feet away from my objective.  "Hi, what's your name?" April said with a smile like I was her first visitor.  After a brief give and take in which I successfully didn't make an ass of myself I shook April's hand and took the signed photo with me to be "used" later.

 

 

 

As I turned to walk away from the booth I heard a loud crash behind me.  Turning around I saw that the rack of materials in April's booth had fallen over.  Julie Tawney from the next booth was standing in the corner of her booth closest to where the rack had stood with a look of feigned surprise on her face.  April had already turned around from the signing table and was glaring at Julie.  April's smile and jovial attitude was clearly gone as she said, "What the fuck did you just do!"  Julie continued her innocent act saying, "I was just getting my things together when that thing fell over and nearly killed me, I ought to sue you."  "Are you trying to tell me that you didn't have anything to do with it falling over," April accused.  "Not at all, what are you trying to say," Julie responded.

 

 

 

I only found out later but it seemed that Julie had been causing trouble for April throughout all three days of the show.  From unplugging the electric cords to her signs to approaching people waiting in line for April's autograph, Julie had been actively trying to sabotage her neighbor.  April had kept herself composed during each of these petty events, but now her redhead blood was boiling at this, the final straw.  April walked over to the short divider that separated their booths.  "Listen up, I didn't say anything before since I can understand your wanting to undermine me, but this jealousy thing is getting out of hand," April began.

 

 

 

Julie approached the divider and now the two were standing face to face.  "Wait a second, me jealous of you, what a laugh.  You can't blame me if your stuff doesn't work," Julie said.  "Besides, even if you could prove I had anything to do with it, what are you going to do about it"?  Julie's wry smile was obviously a challenge that she was throwing down at April's feet.  The two were standing face to face almost directly in front of me, as I had not moved since turning around after the crash.  Both ladies were wearing T-shirts with their respective sponsors logos and short-shorts.  It seems that the show had had a few problems with performers basically getting naked at last years show and this was the mandatory minimum attire.  The two were eye to eye and to me appeared to be equal in height, with Julie maybe having a slight advantage.

 

 

 

April's face was turning as red as her hair as she said, "Look there's no need for this, I think we should both just be professionals and go our separate ways."  "Now you listen, bitch.  I've been sitting over here for three days having to listen you and your so-called fans blather on and on.  Professional?  Professional!  You're going to need professional help after I'm through with you," Julie hissed.  Julie leaned across the divider pressing her upper body against April.  "You think your woman enough honey, I don't think so," Julie whispered right into April's face.  "Anytime Blondie, just say when," April answered.  "How about right now?" was Julie's response as she put both her hands on April's shoulders and shoved her back a step.  April stepped forward, "Fine!  You've been asking for this for days!" her voice carrying across the hall.

 

 

 

As I looked down the row of booths, I could see heads turning and people's attention focusing on the scene that was unfolding in front of me.  Julie and April both had the same idea and each had one handful of the others hair as they pulled, jostled and exchanged words.  At the end of the row of booths I saw a group of security personnel gathering and looking in this direction.  Thinking quickly and throwing aside my natural inhibitions, I stepped forward to address the two hellcats who were ready to fight. 

 

 

 

"Ladies, if you continue this here all that is going to happen is that those security guards are going to come down and break things up.  And what will be settled by that.  Let me offer you a venue to resolve this without any outside interference."  My words must have had some effect as both released their hold on each other and after gazing down the aisle to the approaching security forced turned to me in unison and said, "What did you have in mind?"  "I am staying in a suite down at the New York, New York.  Come to my suite at 9pm tonight and you can settle this anyway you want to."  I could see them both looking me over to make sure that I wasn't some deranged freak who was going to chop them up if they showed, and having determined that I was harmless, both agreed.

 

 

 

Just then the head of security came up behind me and I heard him say, "Is there a problem here ladies?"  April walked out into the aisle to talk to the security officer, "No, no problem just a slight misunderstanding, everything's ok now.  Thanks for your concern."  Meanwhile Julie looked me in the eye and said, "I saw you standing in April's line, but you better stay out of the way tonight or I will kick your ass too."  I gave her my suite information as she grabbed her stuff heading for the exit.  "See you later Big Red, don't wear anything you're too attached to," Julie said with a laugh as she departed.  April just stared daggers at Julie's back as she walked away in her 6-inch "fuck me" pumps.  "Thanks for stepping in there, I might have ended up getting banned from this show and losing my sponsor, all for that lousy bitch.  What did you say your name was again?"  I gave April all my details and said my goodbye leaving her there to pick up her stuff still stewing about what happened.

 

 

 

As I walked back to the hotel, I kept waiting to wake up from this dream.  There can't be two drop dead gorgeous women headed for my hotel suite to get physical in resolving a dispute can there?  When I walked the whole distance without waking up or some weird scene change taking place, I was sure that I was awake.  But will they actually show?  I'm sure once they get some distance between themselves and the argument that they will both cool down and I will be left with just the fantasy come 9pm.  Oh well, at least it's an interesting fantasy.

 

 

 

The Fight

Nine o'clock was rapidly approaching as I sat waiting in the hotel suite.  This particular room configuration included a clover shaped Jacuzzi tub in one area of the room, a small living room like area with a couch and chair along with a dining table and bar area.  I had taken some time and move some of the more breakable items out of the way and made sure that the room was ready in case Julie and April actually showed up.  Just then I heard a knock at the door.  I went over and looked out through the peephole and saw April standing in the hall dressed in what appeared to be a tan full-length trench coat.  I undid the locks and opened the door.

 

 

 

"Is she here yet?" were the first words out of April's mouth.  "Not yet, you're first, please come in."  April brushed past me and I noticed that she seemed significantly taller than when I had seen her earlier in the day.  She walked in and did a slow survey of the room, taking in her surroundings.  Once she was satisfied she unbuttoned the coat and removed it, tossing it to me.  "Hang that up if you would please, I don't want it to get ruined."  I was too stunned to respond as I gazed upon what April was wearing.  She had on a green and blue-checkered pattern skirt and matching top along with thigh high white stockings and silver six-inch spike heeled shoes.  "Wanna buy some cookies?" April said with a slight laugh.  She looked like an R-rated girl scout in that getup and she knew it.

 

 

 

"Mind if I use the bathroom?" she asked.  I directed her to proceed and went to the closet to hang up the jacket.  With the jacket safely tucked away and April behind a closed door in the bathroom I began to realize that this thing might actually happen.  "Now all that is needed is Julie," I thought to myself but was interrupted by another knock at the door.  Peering through the viewer I saw Julie standing in the hallway, wearing a black full-length coat.  I opened the door only to be greeted by "Is your 'girlfriend' here yet, or did she chicken out?  I want to get this out of the way quickly and get back to having fun." 

 

 

 

Julie pushed past me and entered the room.  She made a quick circuit to look around then removed her coat.  Tossing it to me she said "Make yourself useful and do something with this."  With the coat removed I could see what Julie was wearing.  She had on a skintight purple minidress with matching purple fishnet stockings and purple high heels.  "Take a good look, as this will be the closest you will ever get to this kind of perfection."  Julie was obviously feeling confident and from the smell of alcohol that I detected when she passed me upon entering the room, I guessed that some of that confidence came from a bottle.

 

 

 

Julie looked over at the clock on the wall, which showed that it was 9:10pm.  "If that bitch thinks that she can duck me she's got another thing coming.  If she doesn't show up I will make sure that everyone hears about it."  Just as Julie was finishing her statement, the door to the bathroom opened and April walked out.  "Be careful what you wish for Julie, sometimes you may not like the result."  April walked over to Julie and as she did I noticed a slight change in the attitude that Julie had.  She, like I had, now realized that when she was at the show and looking down at April it was only because April wasn't wearing heels at the time.  Now that they were both in heels, April's natural size advantage was obvious.

 

 

 

"Now that you're here, little Blondie, let's get a few things straight.  We go on until one of us asks the other to stop, no other way."  "Sounds fine to me, just make sure that your boyfriend over there stays the hell out of my way.  I don't want him helping you when I kick your ass."  April turned to me and said, "Whatever happens, don't get involved, I'll be just as pissed if you do."  With April's focus diverted momentarily and Julie's newfound feeling of slight inferiority, she took the opportunity to strike first.  Grabbing April's arm, she swung her around causing April to stumble backwards, hit with her legs against the front of the couch and fall backwards into a seated position.  Her legs were slightly spread and I could see the white material of her panties showing from under the skirt.

 

 

 

Julie continued the initial assault and dropped down onto the couch with her right knee landing squarely in April's open crotch.  April let out a groan as the knee crushed soft flesh between bones.  "Well see who's fucking tough bitch," Julie said as she slapped April hard across the face with her open right hand.  Julie tore at the top that April was wearing and after a few seconds had the material apart in the front so that it was hanging loosely off April's shoulders.  April tried to fight back, but found that the couch was too soft to provide any support to back up her attempts.  With her top open I could see that she was wearing a white strapless bra that was strained by the job that it was attempting to do.  Even without support April's breasts defied gravity, a testament to her choice of doctors.

 

 

 

Julie's attention was also drawn to April's chest and she placed her hands on the two targets and began to squeeze and pull.  From the effort she was expending in keeping April down on the couch, Julie had been able to straddle April's legs trapping them between her own, and was sitting on April's thighs preventing her from escaping.  Her dress had ridden up onto her hips and the purple panties she was wearing were visible.  April clutched at Julie's wrists as she tried to pull her hands away from her breasts.  "Oh, do you want me to stop, just say the word," Julie said mocking April.  "You're going to have to do a lot better than this," April spat back defiantly.  Julie grasped the bra material with both hand and with a hard tug broke the clasps and removed it from April's body.

 

 

 

Instinctively April's hands went to her breasts to assess the damage and protect against any more attacks.  Julie took the bra and wrapped it around April's neck, choking her.  April was quickly gasping for air as the bra was tightened around her neck.  Julie held the choke with one hand as she used her other hand and upper body to push April down flat onto the couch.  She got April onto her back and straddled her at the waist.  Julie released the choke and tossed the bra aside.  She continued to choke April but this time with her bare hands.  She alternated between choking and taking breaks to claw and attack April's chest.  April struggled to get out from under Julie, but every time she moved the sofa just gave way and provided no help in being able to get free.

 

 

 

With her arms she was trying to fend off Julie's attacks and find a way to get out of the situation she found herself in.  Julie's smugness and bravado reemerged as she began to realize that April, despite her best efforts, could not get away.  "Looks like I've got you red, ready to give up?" Julie asked.  "Not likely, bit..." was April's partial answer, cut off by a solid punch to her left breast by Julie.  "I think that it's time for you to go to sleep" Julie said, pulling the straps of her dress off her shoulders.  Julie took down the top of her dress and pushed it down to around her waist, revealing a purple tube top type bra.  She slipped the bra down exposing her chest.  Cupping her breasts in her hands she stared down at April and said, "Now I'm going to show you what a real woman can do with these."  Julie took hold of April's arms and pinned them to the couch above her head.  Leaning over, Julie placed her chest directly over April's face, cutting off her air supply. 

 

 

 

April began to kick and flail wildly, her stocking covered legs hitting Julie in the butt harmlessly as she leaned harder onto April.  I could hear muffled sounds coming from April as Julie poured on the pressure.  The scene was incredible from my viewpoint.  Julie was in a totally dominant position, her dress in a bunch around her waist, her bare chest smothering the life out of April.  April was trapped and knew it, her own chest bared and battered, struggling in vain to free herself from the blonde who had been in control from the start. 

 

 

 

Julie looked over at me and said, "so what do you think of your girl now?  I can barely feel her struggling now, she's almost done."  I couldn't answer, stunned by the scene that was unfolding in front of me.  "Nothing to say honey, I didn't think so."  With that Julie refocused her attention on April and bore down harder with the breast smother.  "Say goodnight red" Julie whispered as April's attempts to escape dwindled away.  Within a few minutes, all signs of resistance from April were gone.  Julie sat back up and taking April by the chin shook her head saying, "Hello? Aw, fast asleep, too bad.  I guess we know who the better woman is now, don't we red." 

 

 

 

Julie then got to her feet and rearranged her outfit, pulling up the bra and redistributing the dress to its proper positions.  "Now run along and fetch me my coat while I leave April a little something to remember me by" Julie said to me.  As I went to the closet, I saw her remove April's top and skirt saying, "This will make a nice little trophy to hang on my wall."  April was now only left with her panties and stockings.  "On second thought, I think I better have these too," Julie said as she slipped April's panties down her legs and off her body.  Julie then walked into the bathroom and closed the door. 

 

 

 

As I stared at April lying motionless on the couch I was stunned.  Here was the woman that I had so admired, who had just been quickly bested by some bullshit blonde.  I watched as April's chest went slowly up and down as the air returned to her lungs.  Her feet were resting on one arm of the sofa and her body was stretched out across the remainder of the piece.  After a few minutes, Julie emerged from the bathroom and we walked towards the door.  I retrieved her coat from the closet and was about to hand it to her when I saw a flash of red behind her.  Instantly Julie was propelled forward past me and slammed hard into the back of the door. 

 

 

 

I saw April standing there, having just delivered a double axe handle blow to the middle of Julie's back.  Julie was dazed and slid down the wall, ending up in a crouch on the floor.  "Where the hell do you think you're going," April said, "I don't remember ever quitting."  With that she grabbed Julie's ankles and dragged her face down across the carpet back into the main area of the room.  There she proceeded to strip Julie of her dress, bra and panties, saying, "There, now we're even, you C.U.N.T., I should have been more wary of your little Pearl Harbor job, but now we'll see if you can really fight."

 

 

 

April rolled Julie onto her back and fired two sharp right jabs into her stomach.  Julie let out a grunt as each punch connected with soft flesh.  April straddled Julie and pinned her arms with her knees.  April began torturing Julie's breasts by pinching and twisting her nipples between her thumb and forefinger.  "Let's see if we can't dial up a little pain for you now," April sneered.  Julie squealed as her nipples were on fire from the attack.  April released the nipples and began punching Julie squarely in each breast, over and over as the blonde screamed for her to stop.  "How do you like being on the receiving end of this, bitch," April asked.  "Oh, my tits, please stop" was all that Julie could get out between the tears. 

 

 

 

April stopped her barrage and shifting positions lifted Julie's head off the floor and wrapped her legs around it in a scissor hold.  April laid back and began squeezing hard on Julie's head.  The redhead took the opportunity and casually fixed her hair with one hand as she used her other elbow to prop herself up to watch the struggling blonde caught between her vice like thighs.  April looked up at me and gave me a little wink, as if to say "now this is more like what I had planned".  Julie clawed aimlessly at April's thighs trying to relieve the pressure on her head.  When Julie was sufficiently drained of energy, April released the hold and getting to her feet, took a handful of Julie's hair and hauled her up onto her hands and knees. 

 

 

 

April then proceeded to lead Julie around the room by the hair saying "Good doggie, heel".  Julie was whimpering as now that she finally felt the power that April's body possessed, she realize that her opportunity to escape this encounter victorious had most likely passed.  April led Julie to the bed and leaning over, picked her up around the waist and lifted her up onto the bed, placing her face down.  Both bodies were glistening with moisture from the exertion.  The windows of the room were fogging up and I found myself wondering just how sound proof the walls were in the hotel.  The last thing I wanted right now was for some hotel security person to come busting in here and stop this. 

 

 

 

April took hold of Julie's ankles and bent her legs in half.  Sliding herself onto the bed, April crouched down on top of Julie's bent legs and reaching up, took hold of Julie's arms at the wrists.  April pulled back on Julie's wrists and bent her body unnaturally backwards in a backbreaking hold.  Julie's cries grew louder as the strain on her body increased.  But to her credit she had not yet given up or quit fighting.  It was just that she was outclassed and walked into a situation without all the proper facts. 

 

 

 

All throughout the show Julie had been observing April and noticed that she was smaller than Julie expected.  What Julie failed to recognize was that throughout the show she had been wearing her six-inch high heels, and April wasn't.  So when the stood face to face at the standoff earlier and she appeared to be the larger woman, the actual facts were different.  So the confidence that Julie felt when challenging April was false and she now fully realized the implications of that.

 

 

 

April stopped pulling on Julie's arms and put both of her arms behind her back in a double chicken wing.  April held Julie's arms in place with her left hand as she leaned down toward Julie's head.  With her right hand, April brushed aside Julie's wet blonde hair and moved in closer.  "So you thought you could take me didn't you?  Well I guess next time you will be a little more careful who you fuck with, won't you?"  "Now it's time for some payback."  With that April released Julie and got up from the bed.  She walked over to the sofa and began arranging the pillows, obviously preparing to do to Julie what had been done to her earlier.  Julie in the meantime had been able to roll herself over onto her back and prop herself up with her elbows, observing through tear filled eyes what April was doing. 

 

 

 

As April returned to the bed an instinctive reaction caused Julie to lash out with her right foot and hit pay dirt.  She had been able to kick April directly in the crotch, which was already injured from the knee it had received earlier in the fight.  The speed and surprise of the move magnified it's effect as April stood motionless and stunned for a second before falling backwards to the floor grasping and rubbing her injured crotch.  Julie shakily sat up on the bed and removed one of her purple stockings.  Getting to her feet she wiped the moisture from her eyes and walked over to where April was lying on the floor.  She bent down and wrapped the stocking around April's neck and lifted her up with it. 

 

 

 

April had no choice but to follow and got to her hands and knees.  Julie straddled April's back and tightened her grip around April's neck.  But Julie's positioning had left her open and April capitalized on the opportunity before becoming too groggy to do so.  Julie's feet were on the floor just outside of April's hands, which meant that she was directly above April's shoulders.  April reached up with her hands and wrapped her arms around Julie's legs as she moved upward with her upper body.  When her shoulders came in contact with Julie's thighs and butt, April tightened her grip and using her raw strength, began lifting Julie off the floor.  Before Julie could believe what was happening or react to it, April had been able to get to her feet with Julie now sitting on her shoulders. 

 

 

 

April's entire body was rippling from the effort that it took to keep Julie up on her shoulders.  She turned toward the bed and in one motion bent down and dropped Julie face first onto it.  Julie bounced on the mattress as she hit from the height of April's shoulders.  April was clearly angry about leaving herself open for Julie's latest attack.  She pulled Julie back so that her knees were on the floor and her upper body was still resting on the bed.  With serious malicious intent, April slammed her foot hard into Julie's crotch from behind two times.  Julie screamed as the pain shot through her private area and now overtook the signals coming from other areas of her body. 

 

 

 

April picked Julie up by the hair and brought her to her feet.  She turned her around so that they were standing face to face and wrapping her arms around Julie's upper body, clamped her into a bear hug.  The two women were now chest to chest as April pulled with all she had.  Julie was being crushed in April's powerful grip.  "Ready to give it up?" April asked, just inches from Julie's face.  Julie was slow to respond and before she could get enough air in her lungs to answer, April increased the pressure and lifted Julie off her feet.  April was holding Julie up and bouncing her like a rag doll.  The blonde's arms hung lifelessly at her side and she was unable to provide any opposition to what was happening to her. 

 

 

 

After a few minutes, April let Julie go and she fell backwards onto the bed.  She lay there trying to catch her breath, her chest moving in a slow strained fashion trying to get oxygen back into her body.  April approached Julie and scooped her up off the bed, draping her over a shoulder in a fireman's carry.  April took Julie over to the sofa and laid her down.  Straddling Julie she took up a position just like she had found herself in earlier.  Sitting on Julie's stomach, April began squeezing Julie's breasts.  "Have you had enough or do you want more?" April asked.  "Please stop, I give up!" Julie cried out.  Continuing to squeeze April said, "Say 'I'm sorry April, I shouldn't have challenged you, you're too much woman for me." 

 

 

 

Between sobs Julie was able to get out, "I'm sorry April, I shouldn't have challenged you, you're too much woman for me."  "Your goddamn right I am.  Make sure to tell all your little friends what happened and to stay the hell out of my business!"  April released her hold on Julie's breasts and the blonde thought that was the end.  But April had another idea, "Now it's time to even the score," April said as she cupped her breasts in her hands.  Leaning down she began to smother Julie just like she had suffered previously.  Julie's time before passing out was much shorter than April's due to the physically exhausted state she was in.  It was only a few minutes before all activity from Julie ceased. 

 

 

 

April sat back up right and in a burst of spontaneous and victorious jubilation struck a double bicep pose, stared down at the defeated blonde and said, "Well I guess we found out who was the tough bitch, didn't we."  April got up off the couch and picking Julie up carried her over to the door to the suite.  "Can you give me a hand and get the door," April asked me.  I complied and opened the door to the hallway.  April deposited Julie on the hallway floor then came back into the suite and picked up all of Julie's clothes and tossed them in the hallway in a pile next to the unconscious blonde.

 

 

 

Epilogue

April walked back into the suite and right over to the Jacuzzi.  She turned on the water and started up the jets.  "I could really use this right now, you don't mind if I hang around for a while, do you?" she asked.  "Not at all, make yourself at home," I said trying to mask my excitement.  April made a show of putting each foot up on the tub and unbuckling and removing her shoes then slowly rolling her stockings down off of each leg until she was total nude.  She slipped down into the water with a sigh of relief.

 

 

 

April's back was to me as I approached the tub, with her arms resting along the edge.  "You were fabulous," I said as I slowly began to massage her shoulders and arms.  "Mmmm, thanks I need that," April answered, "I thought she had me there at the beginning but she got careless and forgot the objective."  "I think she was just happy to have you knocked out.  I imaging seeing that she didn't have an advantage surprised her and caused her to act irrationally."  "That feels really good, why don't you join me in here, my back could use some attention," April said sliding across the Jacuzzi and peering back over her shoulder at me. 

 

 

 

"Sure, just give me a second."  I had to restrain myself from ripping my clothes off.  Once disrobed I stepped into the tub and began to massage her back and shoulders.  I could feel the heat she was generating from the exertion that was required during the fight.  "Mmmm, this is wonderful," April said.  "I'm here to please," was my corny response.  April turned around and whispered something in my ear.  As I got out of the tub and went over to the phone I thought I heard some sobbing coming from the hallway followed by what sounded like some one running down the hall. 

 

 

 

As I dialed the phone, I couldn't believe that this was really happening.  "Hello room service, I'd like to order some champagne and strawberries please", I said while looking at the gorgeous redhead who was waiving me back to the Jacuzzi with a sly and sensual grin.  Ah, Vegas.

 


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