Chapter 316: Gretchen Lacroix, 22, “Why?”...

During the buildup to the Snowball Contest, Darlene and Ray-Ray began interviewing the 27 mothers who had co-signed the applications for their preteen daughters to compete.

Gretchen Lacroix was typical of the ambitious moms. The 22-year-old Cajun girl was both a little nervous and a lot eager to crack Darlene’s inner circle.

“Strip, honey.”

“Why?”

“Does your daughter look like you?”

“Oh, Acourse.”

That Ray-Ray was filming her was no surprise — Gretch knew the drill. When she was naked, she gestured down her body, “Susie looks like this — minus the boobs and bush.”

Darlene had a couple of goals in mind. To get Gretch — naked and on tape — describing what her little girl would be willing to do. Would be eager to do.

Also, Darlene expected the young mom to spread the word about how easy the preteen interview-process had been. So Darlene didn’t have her masturbate, didn’t initiate any sexual activity with herself or Ray-Ray.

Gretchen Lacroix left Country Mary’s pleased with the meeting. Yeah, Darlene had had her undress for the camera, but so what? All the girls did that. And she seemed genuinely interested in Susie — in what she would do.

Most of all, Gretchen had felt comfortable — even with the explicit questions.

Darlene, “Has Susie ever tasted cum?”

“No, but she’s a gutsy little girl — loves new things.”

“Does she understand that all the Snowball girls will be naked?”

“Acourse — everyone in town knows that.”

All in all, Gretchen gave the process a very positive review to her friends.

“Darlene didn’t have you suck Ray-Ray off?”

“No — that kinda surprised me. She jess had me answer questions about Susie.”

That Gretchen was asked about not having sex indicated just how far Sausalito had come. It had once been a bit shocking that applicants masturbated, gave blowjobs, licked pussy. Now, it was a little surprising that only a conversation was involved.

Then Ray-Ray posted an edited version of the Snowball rehearsal with 107 naked girls French-kissing each other. Over 40 more women applied to enter the contest. And — a major plus to Darlene — 8 more moms offered up their preteen daughters.

She would keep the number of contestants at 107. But would find a use for the other 40 down the road. And, that would send a signal — when you have a chance, don’t fuck around. Just look at those 40 women who missed out on the contest.

One of the new applicants — Carla Fauchon, 42 — volunteered her granddaughter, Lucile, aged 14. Carla’s own daughter, Callie, 21, had run off for two weeks in Las Vegas with Carla’s third husband, Harlan.

Friends and neighbors weren’t surprised that Callie was fucking her stepfather. But Las Vegas? That was so far, and so exotic. That was the headline — Las Vegas.

“Carla, tell me about Lucile.”

The woman snorted, “That little cunt is gonna be as slutty as her mother.” The naked woman was heavyset with ponderous breasts that sagged a little. Unlike most women who approached Darlene she had a thick, unruly I-don’t-give-a-fuck bush. And was completely comfortable in her nudity.

“Oh?”

Carla went into some details as Ray-Ray filmed her. Described what the ‘little cunt’ was already doing. Would be willing to do. There was no bitterness in Carla’s tone — just a calm, I’ve-seen-it-all description of her granddaughter’s life.

Darlene had long ago stopped lobbying Eulalie to lower the age limits in town. She knew that Eulalie understood how much money they were leaving on the table. And, more importantly, how preteen sex would eventually be the last barrier to fall.

Kate advised Darlene, “Be patient. Eulalie will give you the go-ahead when Eulalie is ready. I trust her instincts, and you should too.”

“Oh I do, Kate. It’s just that all this available pussy is out there — it drives me crazy.”