Chapter 68: Carole Landry, 28, Showtime...

Kate and Carole watched the interview, and then a couple of minutes of the sex show. Carole was no longer surprised at Kitty’s subservience. But she was mostly focused on Richie — a fact that Kate noted.

Upstairs in her office Kate smiled, “Show me.”

“Of course.”

Anticipating, Carole had worn only a knee-length tee and panties. She stripped and stood there comfortably.

“Nice. But of course you already know that.”

“Thank you.”

“You’re what, 28?”

“Yes ma’am, just turned.”

“Well, you’re way past your prime, and way older than the girls I’m hiring these days.”

“Yes ma’am.”

“But, you are one of the sexiest girls in town. Almost as hot as Slim Hebert.”

Carole blushed with pleasure at the compliment.

“And your Richie is a handsome little devil.”

“Thank you.” Kate hadn’t wasted any time getting to the gist of it.

“Of course you know that already.”

“Would you like to — I have some photos of him. Kitty took ‘em.”

Kate smiled, “And sent them to you?”

“I asked her to.”

“Good girl — show me.”

As Kate scrolled, she nodded approvingly. “What do you think, Carole?”

“I like the way his cock points up.”

“Yes, as thick as it is, that’s a nice bonus.”

“Thank you.”

Kate leaned back and studied the young mother. “You’re sharp — why do you think I asked you here?”

Carole took her time, “First, it’s some kind of a package deal — if you’re interested in me, it’s gonna include Richie.”

“Go on.”

Carole gestured down her body, “Of course it involves this. You’re in the business of sex.”

Kate smiled, “And?”

“Kate, everyone knows you’re going the younger route — it’s a hot commodity. So, why me? Only thing I can think of, it’s some of your audience still likes the old stuff.”

“Very perceptive, Carole. And you’re partly right. Yes, young pussy is more valuable these days. But you would still be a big draw for me.”

“Thank you.”

“But, I’m sensitive to trends, to what’s coming down the road. And one thing I’m sensing is respectability.”

Carole frowned in confusion.

“You see, when I first started, simply stripping was a bit of a shock to Sausalito. But over the years, the town has come to accept — to almost expect — full frontal nudity at the end of each show.”

Carole nodded.

“The next barrier was blowjobs. The BJ Room caused considerable consternation for the first two or three years.”

Carole smiled, “And now little girls talk about swallowing cum as casually as they discuss cafeteria lunches.”

“Precisely. Another barrier was mothers. There was an initial stigma to having moms stripping. Well, Moms Gone Wild and the Cum Cup and other cocksucking contests put an end to that.”

“And you did the same with teachers.”

“And grannies. And now, the young stuff. So what is next? I come back to respectability. Like you — good looking, sexy, but still a normal woman, a good mother, no scandals, no wild-child reputation.”

“You make me sound dull.”

“Respectable, not dull, not with that body and face.”

“Thank you.”

“As you know, we broke the barrier — the taboo — of mother/son involvement down in the Cajun Bayous.”

“I’ve heard of those sex shows at the Bayou Bar.”

“What you’ve heard is accurate.”

“And you want that ... um, trend to take hold here in town.”

“Very good — I like it that you’re quick. I thought I had my gal with Kitty Arceneaux. But she’s — almost overnight it seems — gone way too slutty. What I thought would be an asset is now just an amusing piece of ass.”

“I like her though.”

“Fine — I appreciate loyalty. But Kitty was a flop for me. One of these days I’ll feature her and Jared in live sex shows, but by then, she’ll just be the town slut and it...”

“Won’t help your overall mission.”

“Exactly. Which brings me back to you. You and Richie.”

“Now that you’ve explained the bigger picture, I’m a little more comfortable. Especially since you don’t expect me to become a Kitty Arceneaux.”

Kate winked, “I don’t want you to become a nun, either. Here’s what I’m thinking. I want a ... hmm, let’s call the new position a Goodwill Ambassador. Representing Miss Kitty’s to the town of Sausalito.”

“Huh.”

“If we can come to terms — and that is a big if at this juncture — I’ll have you dancing here once or twice a month.”

“I’d like that. Very much. It took me a little while to admit it even to myself, but I think I’m ready.”

“Of course you are. You’d be a headliner for me — and would enjoy the prestige that goes with all of that. And the money’s good too.”

“Richie.”

“Good girl. You and Richie would be my megastars in the overall campaign. You’re both beautiful and sexy and — that word again — respected. You’ve been president of the PTA, right?”

“Yes ma’am — three times in two different schools.”

“And Richie is class president again this year.”

“Yes, he is.”

“And you have a cute little pussy and he has a big, beautiful cock.”

Carole didn’t blush, nor giggle, nor resent the accurate assessment “Yes, you’re right.”

“You and Richie are popular — you both have a wide circle of friends.”

“And some of my friends are moms — and some of those moms have sons.”