Chapter 7

Day 13, Thursday

In the morning, I woke up before Amy and after using the bathroom, I went out to find Kim and Nadine, talking and crying on the couch. They both got up and came to me. Kim apologized for her judgment of me and her attitude of righteousness. Nadine thanked me for helping her in so many ways. Food, shelter and friendship were the ones she mentioned.

Kim said, “I’ve been a selfish and self centered bitch. Even the girls that I thought you were taking advantage of told me that I was wrong. I was telling myself that I cared for them but I was trying to put them into my mold of right and wrong and how they should feel.

“I was up at 4am and came out to find Nadine praying. We started to talk and as we did, it was like the blindfold was removed. She told me her story and some things she’d learned while talking to you and Tiffany to point out that what you were doing was meeting people where they were in life and caring for them and loving them as they were. I still don’t want to be a part of that but can now see that you’re just giving people what they’re looking for even if it isn’t something that I’d want.”

We held each other in a hug for a while and then I held Nadine. She said, “My body is still on convent time and we were always up early. I was up talking to Tiffany after you went to sleep or to bed. You’re a good man, Brad. Your story isn’t a bad one but one of hope and rescue. Thank you.”

There wasn’t much more said on the subject but I told them that I had a meeting at 9am and was going to get some breakfast. Breakfast was quick for me but the girls had crepes and were all talking when I left to meet Adriana. She was smiling and had the paperwork. It was in English and easy to read and understand. It was a small amount in the big scheme of things so I signed off on it and handed her a check.

Then I said, “As a partial owner, I’d like to make a suggestion.”

Looking at me she said, “What is it?”

“I ran into someone last night that needs a job. I’d like for you to train her and have her visit every concierge in the city to tell them about the tours, leave literature and a number to call for reservations. I’d like you to schedule free tours for them and their families. If half of them like it as much as we did, you won’t have time to give tours because you’ll be too busy hiring guides. You can train Nadine to give the tours and take reservations. You can give the free tours after hours since you work by lights anyways.”

“That all sounds great but how will we pay her?”

“She needs a place to stay. She’s new to town. I don’t know how much rent is or how much is enough for her to live on. I’ll give you enough to cover six months but then the business will have to pay her.”

“When can I meet her?”

“If you don’t have anything else that you need from me, I’ll let you talk to her and then you can come up and let me know what you and she figured out. I can get you another check and I can figure out where I’m going next. I have your contact information. I’ll give you mine back in Florida. I’ll call once every month or two and see how business is going. Is that alright with you?”

“That sounds good. Go get Nadine and we’ll be up once we figure everything out.”

Nadine was still with the girls in the restaurant and I took her over to meet Adriana. After introductions, The rest of the girls went up to pack. I asked Tiffany, “We’re about a quarter way through the trip. Which direction would you like to go?””

“You mentioned Munich, Switzerland, Austria, the south of France and they all sound good to me. I’d like to see Venice and Rome if that’s okay with you and there’s some artwork in Florence that is on my list of things to see.”

“Munich has beer and pretzels. There’s that castle in Austria. Chocolate and banks in Switzerland and a nice casino in Monaco. I’d vote for the casino but I just like to gamble.”

“From now on you need to collect when you win. You let her off too easily.”

“If I lose a bet, I’m there to pay long before they come to collect because I never bet something I can’t afford to or are willing to lose. Kim was sure that she’d win but when she lost she’d bet something more than what she was willing to or could afford to pay. We can call her a Welcher or a Stiff but we just know not to bet with her again. I’m moved on and they can find their own tours, restaurants and hotel rooms.”

“You have a bigger heart than I do, Brad.”

“I just try to treat others as I’d want to be treated if I was in their shoes. The whole Golden Rule thing.”

“Let’s go to Monaco. You can gamble and have some fun.”

We were done packing and had our bags by the door when there was a knock. I was expecting them ten minutes after I dropped her off but it was almost an hour later. They were both smiling and that was a good sign. Nadine came over and gave me a hug. “Thank you so much Brad. I now have a job, a place to live and a new friend.”

Adriana said, “She’s just what I need and what a nice person. I spoke to my uncle and she can share the room I’m renting from him for only a little bit more. She’ll do the marketing that we spoke about and answer the phones to take reservations. I think that another ten thousand will cover everything.”

After handing her the check I said, “I know you’ll do great. I thank you for the opportunity to invest in your business.”

“I may regret it later but I know that I needed this to get things going and to make it grow to where I can make a real living at it.” She saw the suitcases and asked, “Where to next?”

“I think we’re heading to Monaco. We want to see where they film the movies, have the car races in the streets and play poker in the casino. Maybe we’ll get lucky.”

“I hope you do.” She gave me a hug and went with Nadine to help her pack her backpack and get ready to check out.

I followed them through the connecting door and said to Nadine. “I want you to do a good job with my tour company. You don’t have to make a lifetime career out of it. I want you to choose your own path and love what you do. Here’s some more walking around money. If you’re going to be doing marketing to hotels and leading tours, you’ll need more clothes than what you left the convent with.” I handed her a few hundred dollars worth of Francs. She thanked me again and then went to pack.

Tiffany and I were soon at the airport when we found out the train would be between ten and twelve hours depending on stops. We landed in Nice and took a car to the hotel. Peter had booked us into the Hotel de Paris Monte-Carlo. We had another suite overlooking the harbor and all the mega-yachts. Tiffany asked, “Is this another hotel in the chain your dad works for?”

“No, but they often refer customers to each other’s hotels and Peter the manager at the one in Paris made a call for me. I get to pay full price out of my pocket for this one.”

“We don’t have to stay here very long. If you go to the casino tonight we can leave tomorrow.”

“We’ll just have to find another beach somewhere that you can lay on. I’ll play cards after dinner and you can call your husband and check in.”

“I’ll do that.”

We did the dress up thing and had a nice dinner. She wanted to see the casino and went with me to look around. I set up a line of credit and Tiffany was going to walk around the area before going back to the hotel.

I took out a hundred thousand in chips but had them in four twenty-five thousand dollar chips. One chip was enough to sit down with at the table I was playing but I had backup if I lost it all. I had on a sports coat and so did a few others. Some wanted to have their James Bond moment and were wearing tuxedos. I just hope they didn’t win the monster hand on a lucky river card like he always did.

The very first hand I was dealt pocket twos. It’s one of those hands that if you catch a third one, you can do very well but if you don’t, then any other pair will beat you. Most of the time, I throw them away unless I can see the flop for cheap. Since I’d just sat down, I had to match the big blind. Everyone was checking and I did as well. The flop came Ace, 2, 2. I had four of a kind. I tried to stop my heart from pounding so hard that my jacket wasn’t moving and not to smile.

I think everyone else had an Ace or King because six of the eight players including me stayed in and one bet and two raised. $2,000, $5,000, $10,000 and all called except one person. There were now five people in the pot for $10,000 plus the blinds.

The turn was a 7 of clubs and the betting went around again, two five and ten thousand. When it came back to me, I said, “I only have $4,900 more. I’m all in.”

I now had $25,000 in the pot with four others and some that was bet by those that folded. I couldn’t win any more since I was all in and they put that pile off to the side. An Ace came on the river and a couple bet and one folded. The one guy had an ace and the other guy had two aces for a full house. He won all that was bet after I went all in. I rolled the quad twos and there were a couple groans and a couple congratulations and nice hands. I was up over a hundred grand after one lucky hand.

I won some more over the next five hours but played some hands that I shouldn’t have since I was playing with other people’s money. There were some complaints that I didn’t raise on the flop but three others raised in front of me and I didn’t feel the need to push it further. I’d raised the next time around for all my money. I think that with the exception of the investment in the tour company and staying in my own hotels, what I won would pay for most of the trip.

It was fun to play in such a historic site. The dealers got nice tips and after crediting back my account. They gave me a bag of cash to take with me. They did ask what currency I wanted and I took some in Italian Lira and the rest in US Dollars.

When I walked into the room, Tiffany got up from the couch and pulled the t-shirt over her head. She walked to me naked and said, “It’s just the two of us again. Use me, Sir.”

If she was in the mood to be used, I was in the mood to use her. I used her mouth and her pussy both facing up and facing down. We were both ready to sleep when I gave up on getting hard again.

Day 14 Friday.

In the morning I woke with Tiffany’s head on my chest and her cuddling into me. I asked if she spoke to her husband and she said that she had told him all about Paris and the tour of the Louvre and the catacombs. They didn’t talk long but he seemed to be getting by on frozen pizza and beer. She asked about my night in the casino.

“I won about a hundred and twenty.”

“That’s not a bad night. It will pay for a meal or two.”

“That it should. I’ve seen what I want to see here. What do you think about Italy?”

“I definitely want to go there.”

“We can go up to Milan and over to Venice or go further east and then south to Florence. One way or the other we’ll be back tracking to see Rome, Florence and Venice.”

“If you don’t mind, going through Milan would be another interesting stop. They’re the fashion capital of the world. Even window shopping for clothes would be interesting.”

“I think that we should leave early and you can shop in the afternoon. I’ll find something to do.” Reaching into my bag, I handed her about $5,000 in Lira and told her to have fun. “You can ship home what you want to.”

“Brad, this is a lot of money.”

“It’s a fraction of the $120,000 I just won.”

“I thought you meant dollars, not thousands of dollars. I’ll be like a kid in a candy store. I’m excited. Let me suck you off sir and then I can thank you for the new wardrobe.”

I did get a little rough with her and held her with my cock buried in her mouth. She started to push back against my thighs and I slapped her hand with my free one and said, “This is what I want.” Her hands went down to her lap as she tried to relax.

It turned into a face fuck and in the end I pulled out and shot my load on her face. I’d never done that before but it made me feel a little sense of power along with a little shame for the humiliation I’d just subjected her to. It was a time for us both to play our parts and learn who we were.

She just sat there with my cum on her face. I said, “You can use your fingers and tongue to clean up your face.”

She did scoop off the cum and then lick her fingers until she was reasonably presentable. I finally asked, “How do you feel about what we just did?”

“You mean what you just did. I was just a cum slut along for the ride. I felt humiliated, used and hot. I don’t think that’s what I’d wish for everyday but the fact that you just took control made me feel powerless. It was scary, exciting and looking back I enjoyed the feelings. Like after getting off a roller coaster.”

Still naked and still on her knees, I made her get me hard again and then leaned her forward and fucked her from behind. I reached around and pulled her and pinched her nipples. She came with me.

There was a quick shower and packing session. We were soon in a car to the local station. We had to change trains but were in Milan in time for lunch. This was another city that the Kensington Collection didn’t have a hotel in but there were plenty of others to choose from.

The money she had for shopping made her happy. I said, “When you come back you should have a blindfold, at least twenty feet of rope or cord of some sort. If you bring back another woman I can either watch or help. It will be your call.”

“Yes, Sir,” was her reply.

She was off to do her shopping. I went to a local park and enjoyed the architecture of the city. The plazas and churches were beautiful and the parks were relaxing. After a year of school and pushing hard for good grades, the peace of being alone in a foreign country with no obligations was like a breath of fresh air.

A long stroll around the city and back to the hotel had me in a good mood. As I passed through the lobby I noticed a few people in the bar, most were ladies having tea. I didn’t expect to see Tiffany when I got back but wanted to put on something a little nicer and take a quick shower before stopping in for a drink.

The combined bar and cafe in the hotel was elegantly appointed with inlaid wood floors and both, tables, chairs and sofas. I passed them all and took a stool at the bar. The bartender greeted me with a smile and asked if I knew what I wanted or needed to see a menu.

“I’ll have a Gin and Tonic,”

As he mixed the drink in front of me he asked, “Are you from America?”

“Yes, I just got in today.”

“What brings you to Milan?”

“Just stopped in to have a drink on my way to Venice. Do some shopping and see the city. I’m taking the summer and doing some traveling.”

“That sounds nice. Are you staying here?”

“Yes, I prefer the smaller, more elegant hotels to the chain hotels.”

“They do feel more like home,” was his reply.

As I was taking my first sip, a hand gently rested on my shoulder and I turned to see Tiffany with a few bags from designer stores. “I saw you in here and wanted you to know that I was back.

“Do you need any help?”

“No, I’ve carried these around the city, I can make it up to the room.”

“Freshen up and come down for a drink or two.”

“I’ll be back shortly.”

She left to put away her purchases. The barman said, “You’re a lucky man.”

“Why, because I didn’t have to shop with her and carry around all her bags?”

“Well, that also but I meant that you have a pretty girlfriend.”

“It’s complicated but she is very pretty. My name is Brad by the way. What do young couples do for fun in this town?”

“Milan is the financial and fashion capital of Italy. The age of the population is on the younger side and most have good jobs. Many will be in here in about an hour. Then between 7:30 and 9:00 they will have dinner here or wander off to a restaurant or at home. It’s Friday so the clubs will be busy. There are a few within walking distance that are very popular.”

“It sounds like we have a plan.”

Some others were walking into the bar when he said, “My name is Gian if you need anything.”

“Another Gin and Tonic when you have the time.”

“Coming up.”

The after work crowd started to trickle in and by the time Gian dropped off my drink, Tiffany was back and ordered one of her own. The crowd that filled in around us was younger, mostly late twenties or early thirties. Many worked in the financial district and had expensive suits and watches. I didn’t laugh at them but it was like watching a peacock strut around with their tails up in the air. Tiffany got more than a few looks and some fine looking women also used this bar as their local watering hole. They gave Tiffany the look appraisal as new competition. It was fun to people-watch and after hearing us talk a few wanted to have a conversation about the United States and travel.