“Good heavens!” I gasped. “Why did you marry a woman like that?”
“Reasons of family,” he replied gloomily.
Of a naturally credulous and ingenuous disposition, my heart immediately swelled with sympathy for my companion's misfortune. I had yet to learn that there are always two sides to every story, and that one must know both to properly judge their respective merits.
“I'm sorry to know of that,” I said sincerely. “When you come here I'll try to make you forget your unhappiness. I'm not cold-blooded,' but I guess you know that already!”
“You're a fine kid, and I won't forget you. Wish I could stay longer but I have an appointment at two o'clock and it's an important one. I'd better dress and toddle along before I weaken.”
With further desultory conversation we dressed and Monty prepared to leave. He held me for a moment in his arms at the door, lingering just long enough to lift my dress, slide his hand inside my panties and give my bottom a few lascivious squeezes.
“I'll see you next Wednesday night without fail.” And he was gone.
CHAPTER TWELVE
I stood for a moment thinking pensively of all that had transpired and then turned my eyes toward the dressing table upon which he had unobtrusively laid a bank note. It was for five pounds. I folded it up and tucked it in my stocking.
That afternoon I sat on Hester's bed, telling her about my new patron. She listened attentively, asked a few questions, and in a burst of confidence, I told her all that had happened.
“Oh, Jessie!” she exclaimed in genuine distress. “You shouldn't have done that! I had a presentiment against that man the first time I saw him talking to you. I just had a feeling that he'd get the best of you someway! Lafronde shouldn't have given him any appointments with you!”
“What's the harm?” I answered lightly. “He gave me five pounds!”
“What's the harm? There's plenty of harm! When a girl starts that, she's finished!”
“What do you mean… finished?” I rejoined skeptically.
“Why… why… it grows on you! You shouldn't have let him do that! You should have screamed!”
“Wouldn't that have made a hit with Lafronde, me screaming at four o'clock in the morning that a man was trying to do it to me in the mouth!”
“I don't care whether it would have made a hit with her or not! You shouldn't have let him get away with it! And then you did it again in the morning, of your own accord? Oh, Jessie!”
“Yes, I did! It wasn't bad… I like him. Anyway, what are you talking about? You've done the same thing with Mr. Hayden. I've seen you!”
“Oh, Jessie, that's different. I never really did it with him. I just put it in my mouth for a moment to wet it. He never actually fucked me in the mouth and never wanted to. He's too much of a gentleman, and you know it!”
“Well, I don't see much difference.”
“Well, I see plenty, and I wish you had never met that man!”
“You're so funny, Hester. When I knew you in the reformatory I used to think there wasn't anything you were shy of. Now here you are preaching to me!”
“I'm not preaching, honey. It's just that I've had more experience than you, and I know what you have to watch out for!”
She smiled at me affectionately.
“Remember Heloise?” I asked teasingly.
“Yes; she was an example of exactly what I mean now. Fooling with some perverted idea until it takes a hold on you, and the first thing you know, you're a regular slave to it!”
“You did something with her and you didn't get to be a slave to it!”
“I just let her out of deviltry and curiosity, and it disgusted me more than anything else. Just before you came here I had some more of that same stuff, too. Lafronde sent me out on a call from a woman.”
“You never told me that! Who was she?”
“Oh, some man-hating female with crazy ideas. I've forgotten her name. She lived in a hotel. She telephoned here to have a girl sent to her rooms and Lafronde picked me. I needed some extra money or I wouldn't have gone.”
“What did she want?”
“She didn't want much of anything except to lick another woman's cunt. It was perfectly disgusting, but I lay down and let her do it. She called back twice after that, and then she told Lafronde not to send me anymore because I wasn't 'responsive' enough. Lafronde asked her if she could send a different girl and she said yes, if she had one with a little life in her. Imagine that! There was a cute little witch here named Yolanda, very shy and quiet, but she was supposed to be one of those kind that like other girls. Lafronde asked her if she wanted to go out on the call and she said yes. A few days after that, early one morning, she sneaked her things out without saying a word to anyone and disappeared. So everybody supposed she had gone with this woman. Poor kid, if she did, she's probably on the streets now. Those kind of women are more exacting and harder to get along with than a man. They get tired of a girl quick and want new ones all the time. You see, Jessie, I know all about these things, and that's why I'm not in danger from them as you would be. You're an innocent little fool, and you'll fall for anything anyone wants to put over on you.”
“Well thanks, you sweet old thing, for your compliments, and for being so concerned about me. If I was a man, I'd do something nice to you right now for being so good to me.”
Hester laughed.
“I read in the papers that some doctor in Vienna has discovered how to change people's sex. If you'll let him change yours, I'll save my money to pay for it, and when you've, got a nice cock we'll get married and live happily forever afterwards!”
“O-o-o-h Hester!” I breathed in mock seriousness. “If that doctor can make me have a six-inch cock and we get married, will you suck it for me every night?”
“You nasty little pervert!” she exploded, bursting into laugher. “You take a suck of this!” She pressed her hand between her kimono-covered legs and rubbed two or three times. “Since you've developed into a cock-sucker you might as well suck cunts, too!”
“No, I won't suck your cunny, but I will suck your titties!” I exclaimed, and before she could defend herself I had tumbled her backward on the bed, pulled her kimono open, and gotten my mouth on the nipple of one of her bubbies.
“Stop! Stop! You're tickling me!” she cried, hysterical with laughter. “Jessie, stop! You're making me have goose flesh all over my body! Stop it, will you!”
Resisting her efforts to dislodge me for a few moments, I clung to her titty and then releasing it, raised up to look triumphantly into her flushed face. She was still shaking hysterically, both her plump, round breasts protruding from the disordered kimono.
“Let's see if we can fuck each other!” I whispered teasingly.
“You crazy little fool! Get off me!” she gasped. “Let me up! I can't breathe! You're pressing down on my stomach!”
“Come on… just for fun… to see if we can do it!” I persisted, now overcome with laughter myself at her comic, half-serious expostulations, and despite her efforts to stop me, I succeeded in pulling her kimono open entirely.
She had no panties on, but I, unfortunately did. To get them off, and prevent her from escaping while I was doing so would probably have been an impossibility. However, she suddenly relaxed.
“All right, you nasty little cocksucker! Let's see just how far you will go!”
This was a challenge which brooked no compromise, and though it was all in fun, I wasn't going to be the one to back down.
Raising up on one arm, I slipped my panties down and wriggled my legs free of them. When I nestled down again, our bare breasts and stomaches were, together, and against my cunny I could feel the soft pressure of Hester's silky pubic hair.
“Now do you still want to see how far I'll go?”
“Yes, I do!”
“Very well; when you've had enough, you can say so!”