Chapter 281: Rosie Robinson, 27, Magic Wand...

Sara Dumas was in her kitchen, talking with her next-door neighbor and best friend, Sally Perkins. It was the evening after she had gone to see Darlene,

“So I went to seen Darlene Pellerin about Charlie, an’ the next thing I know I’m at Sausalito General meeting with a doctor and nurse.”

Sally, a large brunette, waved her hand in a don’t-bore-me-with-the-small-stuff gesture, “Cut to the chase, bitch. Darlene is sending you to Wendy’s for a makeover tomorrow.”

“Yeah.”

“And Ray-Ray Fontenot is going to make a sex-tape of you.”

Sara held up her palm, “Not a sex-tape, Sally ... just, um, just a video for Darlene.”

Sally sipped her coffee and looked speculatively at her friend, “Bitch, what do you think happens when Darlene and Ray-Ray get their hands on a girl?”

“Well.”

“You haven’t been boned since Richard left.”

“Well.”

Every once in a while, after her kids were down for the night, Rosie would work the late shift — either at Miss Kitty’s or Contrary Mary’s. Darlene would send one of her girls to babysit.

At the restaurant, it was too late to tutor the little girls, so Darlene had her waiting tables. Which, Rosie enjoyed a lot. The tips were good, the friendly banter was fun. The customers weren’t as handsy as at Miss Kitty’s, but one thing was constant — the women knew what they were doing better than most of the men.

Rosie asked Chloé about it. The little girl nodded, “Oh sure. Women go right to your clit.” She nodded to herself, “I mean, it’s just natural — they know their way around a pussy, right?”

“Yeah, makes sense.”

Guys, especially the younger ones, seemed thrilled just to run a finger over her pussy — even just for a second or two. Like they were getting away with something. Girls, most of them, usually took their time. Eased a finger in, and knowingly caressed her clit with a merry grin on their faces.

Of course, at Miss Kitty’s, late at night, they were even bolder. They’d pull her thong down and cheerfully finger her right in front of their husbands, boyfriends, girlfriends.

What once would have shocked Rosie senseless had become a perk, a bonus, a giggle, and, sometimes, a genuine turn-on.

Then one morning, in the dressing room at Miss Kitty’s, Darlene dropped a bombshell. Rosie was just coming out of the shower when Darlene motioned her over.

Darlene had an impish smile and said, “Are your ears burning?”

Rosie giggled, “Why?”

“I just got a call from Denise Aubert. You caught Danny Boy’s eye. And he wants you.”

Rosie’s hand flew up to her mouth as she flashed on that video clip of Lisa Pitrie masturbating Danny Boy. No, what she flashed on was that gigantic penis.

“Oh my.”

“I told Denise that I would leave it up to you to decide. Take your time — no hurries, no worries.”

“But...”

“Hand me your phone.”

Rosie watched wordlessly as Darlene entered the contact info for Denise Aubert.

“Darlene ... um, I don’t ... I mean ... what should I do? What do you want me to do?”

“Hon, I want you to decide.” She winked, “Denise told me they couldn’t wait to enjoy some Church-pussy.”

“Church pussy?” Things were coming at her too fast.

“Sure — everyone knows your background — you’re um, exotic. Everyone is curious about the Church-pussy.”

Rosie was shaking her head —- so much to digest. “Wait! You said, they? Plural? They can’t wait?”

Darlene nodded, like she was explaining the obvious, “Denise has Danny Boy share all of his pussy with her.” Shrug, “It’s always been that way.”

As Rosie was trying to get her head around being in bed with a mother and her son, Chloé irrationally popped into her mind. Well, not totally irrationally. Rosie had enjoyed several late-night fantasies about being with the little munchkin.

But back to the present. “Darlene, I never been with another girl. And ... Dick ... well, he’s the only man ... I mean...”

Darlene laughed, “Relax, honey. You don’t have to do one single thing. It’s entirely up to you.” She tapped Rosie’s cell,” But if you’re interested, just give Denise a jingle. She’s eager to hear from you.”

That night, after Babette and Dick Jr. were asleep, Rosie’s phone pinged. Darlene had just sent her a clip — Denise and Danny Boy Aubert had a woman in bed with them. She looked to be about 40; her name was Jill.

The video had obviously been edited by Ray-Ray. Rosie stared — Denise and Danny Boy had Jill in the middle and were driving her crazy. That huge... thing was stuffed inside her. And Denise was fingering her to one orgasm after another.

Rosie opened a drawer and pulled out her Magic Wand. She couldn’t tear her eyes away from the hottest video she’d ever seen.