Chapter 4: Carrie AuCoin, 32, Stage Mother...

Carrie AuCoin was already undressing when Eulalie entered the private room at Contrary Mary’s. She was just tossing her yellow thong on a chair when she spotted Eulalie. Ray-Ray’s cameras were already rolling.

She gasped, her hands covering her mouth, “Oh my God! MIz Eulalie, I didn’t know you was gonna be here!”

Eulalie laughed, “Just relax, Carrie. I understand you want Darlene to hire your daughter?”

“Yes ma’am, I pure-D do! It would be a dream come true for me. If they hire Linda Sue.”

“I’m sure you know what Darlene is looking for. It’s more than just 10-year-old pussy.”

Carrie looked uncertain, “It is?”

“Sure. Think about it. Every little girl has a pussy.”

Carrie frowned — you could almost see her mentally running through a checklist, desperate to find the right answer.

Darlene took pity on the woman, “One of the most important things is personality. Yeah, I expect my girls to be slutty little sexpots, but I want ‘em to be charmers too.”

Carrie nodded vigorously. “Well, Linda Sue is kinda quiet. But she’s a sly little girl too. Mischievous.”

Eulalie sat back, content to let Darlene draw the mother out. To develop a sense of what Linda Sue was like. And, what she’d be willing to do.

But Darlene liked to throw the applicants off balance once in a while. To see how’d they’d react. “Carrie, play with yourself. Look into the camera. I wanna see what your face looks like when you cum.”

“Acourse, acourse.” She obviously thought no more of finger-fucking herself in front of the three of them than she did reapplying her lipstick.

Eulalie quietly marveled at how far the town had come. Carrie leaned back in her chair, grinned directly at the front camera, and reached down and slid her middle finger in. She used her other hand to caress her nipples.

As she got going, she scooted lower and brought her feet up by her butt. Eulalie was bemused at how quickly this young mama heated up. Her face was flushed, the color creeping down her neck to the chest. And, she’d had zero hesitation in flashing her beaver and diddling herself for posterity on camera.

Carrie closed her eyes and moved her thighs as far apart as the chair arms would allow. She suddenly thrust her hips up, “OHHH!”

Darlene gave her a few moments, then said, “Good girl.”

And Eulalie noted that the 28-year-old Carrie AuCoin was, indeed, acting like a little girl. Completely subservient to 15-year-old Darlene. Good.

Carrie came back to earth and looked around the room, pleased with herself. Darlene had told her to cum, and that was exactly what she did.

Darlene said, “Back to Linda Sue. What does Darrell think about her working here?”

“He don’ like, not at all. We had a big fight last night, screamin’ an all. He slept on the couch.”

“Will he be a problem?”

Big grin, “No ma’am, I got that ole boy pretty well pussy-whipped. He come sniffing around this morning, wantin’ to do the dirty.”

Darlene smiled, girl-to-girl, “And?”

“Once he stopped bitchin’ ‘bout Linda Sue, I didn’t make him beg. I’m no prick-teaser.”

“So he won’t raise a fuss if I hire her?”

“No ma’am — we got that all worked out this morning. He even wished me an’ Linda Sue good luck.” She leaned back, comfortable in her nudity, in sharing intimate family details. A completely open book.

As they were talking, Ray-Ray undressed and stepped in front of Carrie. Darlene adjusted one of the cameras slightly to capture the blowjob. Again, no hesitation on Carrie’s part. She just said, “Oh,” and leaned forward and started sucking him.

Eulalie noted Ray-Ray’s composure with pleasure — quite a change from the shy 14-year-old who had cum in his jeans at the sight of a topless dancer at Miss Kitty’s. Another positive sign — the way he and Darlene had matured and prospered under Kate’s direction.

As she watched Ray-Ray moan and start spurting, Eulalie again marveled at the ready compliance of the Sausalito women like Carrie AuCoin.

Whether they were on a waiting list to be hired at Miss Kitty’s, or were lobbying for Darlene to hire their daughters, they were unhesitant in making themselves available to Darlene and Ray-Ray.

As Carrie wiped a glob of cum off her lip and swallowed, she said, “Was that okay, Miz Darlene?” Interesting that she asked Darlene, not Ray-Ray. She was fully aware of who would decide Linda Sue’s fate.

Carrie had just blithely sucked off a boy nearly half her age, and her only concern had been pleasing Darlene.