She was ready ten minutes ago.
Candi Palmer sat on her loveseat fidgeting while trying not to bite her freshly painted nails. She watched the second hand of her Grandfather clock ticking diligently. Trying very hard to stay focussed, she contemplated her mission. This was by far the biggest thing she had planned for Damian. This was the biggest thing he had ever ordered up. The BIGGEST!
After long breathless moments she sighs abruptly and stands to pace around her living room. With each stride she would peer out her picture window to spy the street out front.
Fanning her nails she groans, "Oh, Damian. The things I get myself into for your entertainment. If not for love and all that."
She continued her stroll about sticking her tongue out at each of the cameras primed down at her from the four corners of the room. She knew that should Damian ever view todays footage that her nerves would definitely be a concern. She tried to stay cool but the mere waiting was enough to drive her to consider drinking.
"Come on already! I only have six hours before show time. It's gonna take almost two hours just to get to St.Louis. " Another peek out the window.
She huffs and swirals around on her heel to continue her creaking of the floor. Stepping to the fireplace she admires her wedding photos. A smile crept over her face. That was a good day. The best! Her life changed forever that day. She had married the biggest stud in Missouri. He looked so perfect in his Military uniform. Finally, she pouts, "I miss you, Baby."
She sulks for a moment then toughens up to bite her lip, "I'm going to make you so proud tonight. Even if it means I end up in traction from being bent into a pretzal all night long." A swift glare up at the camera above her she narrows her eyes before bellowing, "I LOVE YOU MASTER!"
She then grips her chest shuffling her tits playfully. They were quite jiggly beneath the white shirt she wore with shoestring lacing up the front. Her entire cleavage and belly button were in plain view, only covered by the laces.
A tight white stretchy skirt without panties displayed her every crevice. Every curve was evident and she loved the look. Her deep golden tan made the shirt and skirt seem almost invisible. Candi knew she was smoking hot. It dawned on her what her life used to be. The frumpy dressed nerd with innocent youth. Now?
"I'm such a slut."
Laughing at herself she almost overlooked her cellphone vibrating on her loveseat where she had sit it. The cushions muffled it almost beyond recognition. She bolts on to the loveseat and snatches it up.
"Hello?"
On the other end was "Is this Fluffy?" in a deep gravel like voice.
"Yep! Who's this?"
"Afternoon Miss Fluffy. My name is Bernard. Your Chauffeur for the evening. I should be in front of your home in the next five minutes. If you would please be ready that would be appreciated."
"Gathering my things up as we chat, Bernie. I'll be standing on the curb like a hooker. See you soon."
As she hangs up she snatches her duffle bag containing her costume, wallet, and makeup kit. Her cell is placed in the outer pocket along with her house keys. Primping quickly in front of a mirror she darts out the front door and down her steps.
Reaching the street she only had time to whistle a tune stuck in her head before a massive white limo turned on to her street. Her jaw dropped and she nearly pissed herself. Jitters set in. She had never been in a limo before. Here she was on her first drive and she would be all alone in luxury. That made her sad.
Pulling up directly in front of her the Driver stepped out in a black suit and captain's hat. The man was African America and for a better word tall but rolly poley. A handle bar moustache adorned his face.
Hand extended she accepts his greeting, "Miss Fluffy. It will be my pleasure to escort you tonight. I'll try to make the drive as comfortable as possible for the two of you."
Her eyes grow large, "Two of us?"
Suddenly a window rolls down and a familar face sticks her head out, "Meter's running, Fluff! Let's rock n roll."
"KODYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!"
Candi literally dives through the window after dropping her bag on the curb. Hugging the stripper she had befriended from "Pony's Express" joyfully. From the waist up she was in the car while her ass and legs flailed on the outside. The driver Bernard rubbed his chin admiring her exposed cheeks. He loved his job.
The man obtained her discarded bag and started for the trunk when Kody called out, "Bernard? Stuff this sexy bitch into the car and let's go."
Shouldering the bag strap he chuckles and palms Candi's hips guiding her in through the window. Once inside he moved to the trunk depositing her bag. The man then returned to his seat behind the wheel.
In the back the two women were still embracing. "Oh My God! It's so good to see you." Candi shivered toward Kody. The brunette felt the same. Even though they didn't know each other very well they had indeed developed a bond.
"Look at you all Whorish! I love it!" After another tight hug they settle back into the plush seats. Candi looks around admiring the mini wet bar and the decor. Caressing the softness of the seats she exhales, "Wow!"
Kody grins at her, "I managed to talk Pony into letting me at least ride along with you. I know your nerves must be insane right now."
Candi holds her hands out to show there was no trembling, "I got this. And, thank you for being my escort. I was feeling very alone a few minutes ago."
Kody nods understanding Candi's commitment and admires her perserverance. "I feel badly that Pony wouldn't allow you and I to explore what you intended us to do on stage. To be honest that kind of freaked me out. I mean, dancing and hearing men hoot and hollar is one thing. But, to go that extreme on stage made me nervous!"
Candi repositions on to her left hip facing Kody and smiles, " I'm sorry if my request was out of your comfort zone. I hope you understand that all I want is to make my Husband very, very happy. Anything creative that I can achieve is going to a good cause."
"Your Hubby sounds like he has you wrapped around his finger. I could never let any man be that controlling." Kody frowns.
"I love Damian. Even if he didn't order me to do things like tonight, I would at least give it my best to make his tour of duty go by smoothly. Here the last month or so I've had the time of my life. I feel so free. Even though to some I look so captive." Candi takes a deep breath then pats Kody on her bare thigh.
Kody was wearing a short black mini dress with loads of bling. Hoop earrings, gold bracelets, a beautiful serpentine necklace studded by diamonds, and a single gold ankle bracelet.
A fast glare out the window Candi noticed the limo was just leaving the city limits. Within the next ten minutes she would be on the Interstate heading north toward St.Louis. Turning her attention back to Kody she brightens back up.
"So Pony was a porn star? That's wild."
Kody chuckles, "Wait until you see the guy. In his prime he might have been Prince Charming. Now? Emphasis on the Harming in cHarming. He's put on a little weight and lost some hair. Adorable none the less."
"I'm sooooooooo stoked for tonight. I just hope the crowd respects me just a little at least. I don't expect perfect angels but it does concern me that Pony won't let you or the other strippers be there. Same for no Bouncers. What if it gets too rough? Can I really count on Pony prptecting me?"
Kody smirks, "You're the one who said no restrictions. Worry about things as they happen. I'm certain Pony will watch your back. However, I'll be honest and tell you that a certain Soldier had a conversation with Pony."
Candi brightens up wiggling in her seat. "Damian? Yes I heard rumors that My Hubby called. Let me guess, Damian told Pony to let it ride. Whatever happens, happens."
Kody pats Candi on the knee, "From what I hear the only thing controlled about this is condoms."
Candi sighs with relief, "Thank God! That's the biggest stress I have in anything I do. Getting pregnant or an STD. So far so good on neither. But, my periods only rear their ugly heads once every three monthes maybe. My body is weird like that."
Kody groans, "Not me! Clockwork every month. How about we pop open a bottle of complimentary champagne and calm your nerves?"
"I'm not that nervous really. Edgy about being able to walk out of my own free will after the show is my big concern. I presume Bernard up front will be taking me back home afterwards."
Kody nods her affirmation reaching across the limosine's seating to a mini bar with a bottle on ice, "As far as I know that's part of Pony's deal. If not, you can call me and I'll get you a ride home."
"Awesome!"
Candi watches Kody tear away the foil and expertly utilize a cork screw and bursts open the champage. As she avoided being bathed in froth Candi snatched up two champagne glasses and captured the champagne. Both laughing they settled back as Kody raises her glass, "A toast to the biggest freak in Missouri."