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CHAPTER ONE"You have a great future ahead of you, my dear. That is, if you go on to college."Kim Parson rejected her mother's idea."No way," she shook her lovely blonde head. "I'm not going through that again. I want to do what I want to do. I hope you don't mind.""Of course I do," Kim's mother snapped indignantly. "Your idea of working as a cocktail waitress at that Casbah Bar near the pier doesn't meet with my approval."Kim laughed."Mom," she quipped, "you've got so much morality that it makes me sick."Her mother lifted her eyes from the newspaper that she had been reading. She gazed at her daughter for a long, tense moment."Kim, you ought to be ashamed of yourself. I've heard about those cocktail waitresses."There was utter silence for a tense moment. The attractive young blonde girl looked at her mother and again defied her."Mother," she exclaimed, "what on earth are you talking about?"Her mother didn't hesitate to give her an opinion."I've heard that men are forever trying to go to bed with them. They not only make indecent proposals, but they sometimes trap the girls when they're leaving the bar. It's dangerous, dear."There it was. Kim had to make her decision. Her mother knew very well that her words were going to have little effect. For when Kim made her mind up to do something, it was not easy to change it."Didn't you go to see about that office job?" her mother questioned her.Kim nodded her head absently as she looked out the window at the beach and the ocean in the distance."Yes, mom," she told her, "but I don't care to work in a damned office. I hope you don't mind.""You needn't become violent," her mother quipped angrily.Once more Kim and her mother were going at it."And by the way, mom," she told her, "when I get settled in my job I'm going to get my own apartment, too."That did it. Kim and her mother had been close ever since her father had passed on.The summer rainfall outside caused the ocean to- pound against the surf. Kim looked at it as the waves grew higher. The ocean's action seemed to match her own spirits. She was as troubled as the waters she was gazing at. She didn't know how to explain to her mother that she had to be on her own at last."I think the world of you, mom," she assured her, "but I've made up my mind. I can't be frustrated all my life. I've got to do my own thing.""And what's that? Working as a cocktail waitress?" her mother asked, her eyes becoming more intense."Yes," the beautiful blonde said in a cool manner as she raised her hand to her head and ran her fingers through her shimmering blonde hair.There was no use arguing with her when she had made up her mind. Kim's mother knew that. She didn't say another word and continued reading the newspaper.Kim left her mother alone by the window and went up to her room. She had some packing and planning to do. She would be getting her clothes, then would find the apartment where she would be happy. She only hoped the job would go well.A couple of nights later she began working at the Casbah Bar on the pier. It was a popular spot with the sailors when they were in town in San Diego. The boss, Nick Ellis, called her aside."I've got some new costumes for the girls who work here as waitresses," he told her."You never mentioned costumes when I applied for the job, Nick," she reminded him."I... hadn't decided to have the girls wear the costumes at that time," he explained. "But I'm sure you won't find it difficult to slip into one.""No, I guess not," she told him.Her mother's words were coming back to haunt her now. She could hear her telling her that working as a cocktail waitress was not a decent occupation for any girl. When she caught sight of the skimpy costume that Nick wanted her to wear, she shook her head."Look, I might as well be naked," she told him."It's up to you," Nick smiled. "You wanted to work here and this is what you have to wear if you're gonna serve the men booze in my place.""It'll attract every voyeur on the pier," she quipped quickly. "They're gonna come here for one reason. To see how much they can see. I would feel as though my you-know-what was showing every minute."Nick smiled."Why don't you give me a practice run and let me see what you look like in this costume," he told her."Is it necessary?" she demanded.Kim was proving to be a difficult girl for him. He was getting angry, but she paid no attention."All right," she said as she took it from him."I'll go into the ladies room."Nick burst out laughing."I should hope so," he told her.When she got into the dressing room for the cocktail waitresses, she met two of the other women who worked there. There was Nina and another girl, Betty."Well, Kim," Nina shook her head, "I guess old Nick Ellis has told you the good news. He's gonna force us to wear these dreadful costumes. I feel naked in mine."Nina, who was a stunning brunette, stood there. The costume did fit her tightly. It also showed her body off to superb advantage. Betty, who was a redhead, smiled as she gradually eased the costume into place."Well, it fits tight," she said, "and every time I bend over I'll probably tear the damned thing to hell and back."Kim went to a locker that had been provided for her by Nick and stripped quickly. She changed into the costume."Nick wants to see how I fill this damn thing out," Kim commented crisply."Are you new in this business, honey?" Nina smiled understandingly."Yes, I am," she admitted, "and it is quite an adventure. As a matter of fact, it's frightening.!' "Don't feel intimidated by Nick," Nina assured her. "His bark is worse than his bite.""I hope so," she smiled as she eased into the tight-fitting cocktail waitress's outfit.The short mini-skirt flared. It also had a low-cut top, which revealed plenty of seductive breast flesh."They'll get a lot of kicks looking at you, honey," Betty smiled. "You do have a beautiful body.""Thank you," Kim said as she put her wallet and clothes back in her locker and locked it up.Returning to Nick's office, she decided she would give him a dose of his own medicine."How does it grab you?" she asked him."Wow!" Nick told her. "You do wonders for that material. Come over here. What size brassiere do you wear?""None of your business," she quipped.Kim knew how to tell him and not get him angry. He laughed as he told her, "I like a girl who knows how to tell a guy where to get off when he's trying the wrong thing. Honey, I don't run a whorehouse operation. This is a respectable bar and I want to keep it that way. However, there isn't a reason in the world why a little ass flesh and a little tit flesh can't turn the boys on when they're getting stoned out of their gourds.""Right you are, Nick," she told him. "Just so they remember that we're not hustling. We're selling liquor and that's all.""Of course," Nick smiled. "This is your first job as a cocktail waitress, isn't it, honey?""Yes, and I hope it isn't the last," she told him, "since I think there are plenty of opportunities. A girl friend of mine made good at this job. Her name was Christine. She worked in a little bar over in Long Beach. Plenty of action there, she told me, and the tips were tremendous.""Don't worry so much about the tips that you forget to sell the booze for me," Nick reminded her. "After all, I pay you well. So your first thought mustn't be how to squeeze the last nickel or dime out of the customers.""Of course not," she smiled knowingly. "Not anymore than you would, Nick."Again Nick burst out laughing."We're gonna get along very well here," he assured her. "Now tonight will be your chance to prove yourself. Let's see how you carry on. I'll be watching, you can be sure. Try to sell the more expensive liquor. And while you're there, you can bend over and give a little view of the boobs. Nothing wrong with letting a man enjoy nature's generous endowments."Shaking her head, she told Nick what she thought of him."You're a dirty old man.""I know it," Nick smiled, "but I can't help it. Now run along and do your job. I'll be watching." Sure enough, Nick was watching. As the evening progressed at the Casbah Bar and the sailors were coming in and out, he was keeping careful tabs on how much booze Kim was peddling.Nina congratulated her when they both went back to the bar."Looks like you're doing real well," Nina told her. "Nick seems pleased."As the evening progressed and she spoke with the different sailors, there was one in particular who she liked. It was evident he liked her because of the look that he had in his eyes as he gazed at her so fondly. However, Kim knew very well the probable reason was that he was simply homy and hadn't seen some breast flesh for a long time. She wasn't going to flatter herself that it had anything to do with her personally. Nevertheless, when he whispered to her later in the evening, "I want to see you after work," she didn't know what to do.Ignoring him, she continued her work. However, it was impossible to ignore him completely, for he was so turned on with her that he once again asked to speak with her."I've got to talk to you," he told her."Look," she shook her head, "we cannot have dates with customers. It's a house rule."Kim smiled and went on working. As he looked at her lithe, trim legs and observed her beautiful bosoms and the lovely blonde hair that fell about her shoulders as she continued serving customers, he became hotter and more eager than ever to get acquainted with her. She had mesmerized him and it was not going to be easy to put him off."You're beautiful," he whispered in a sensuous voice, "and I want to get real well acquainted with you."When the night was over, Nick told her she'd done a good job."Thank you, Nick," she told him. "Coming from you that's a compliment.""You bet it is," he smiled.It was so frustrating to think of that one man who kept looking at her. She didn't know what to do about it He was so handsome and appealing that he strangely did manage to turn her on. Nevertheless, she managed to close her mind off to any thoughts about sex with him.She had parked her car a couple of blocks away from the bar. As she walked to it at two o'clock in the morning, she was a bit nervous. All of a sudden, when she got to her car and saw the same young sailor standing nearby, she was nervous and fearful, and eager to get into her car as swiftly as possible."Hi," he called out to her, slightly slurring his words."Good-bye," Kim commented as she quickly got her keys out of her purse and tried to open the car door.In her frustration and fear and nervousness, she couldn't manage to get the door open. Suddenly, out of the darkness, loomed the very sailor who had been trying to get acquainted with her so desperately hours before at the Casbah Bar."Maybe I can help you," he smiled."No thank you," Kim shook her head.Before she knew what was happening, he was not only opening the door, but shoving her inside of the car.CHAPTER TWO"What are you trying to do?" Kim demanded."I just wanted to talk to you," he insisted."I don't know you," she told him. "You have no right to force yourself on me."All of a sudden he turned and looked at her with a hurt look like an animal."I wanted to kill myself when I came into that bar tonight," he snapped."Well, maybe it would be good if you did," she said nervously."I... I wish I had," he told her.All of a sudden he was talking to her about his last girl friend."She was the cutest gal," he told her. "Her name was Pam. And how I loved her. Pam and I had a ball together. But unfortunately, when I told her I didn't want to see her anymore, she killed herself."A tense silence hung in the car for a long moment. Finally Kim broke the silence."I'm sorry," she told him. "I don't even know your name. You're just another sailor. I'm a cocktail waitress-I'm not a hustler. Try to understand me.""Damn it, I know that!" he almost shrieked. "And that's why I wanted to talk to you. You're new around here. I've never seen you at the Casbah Bar before.""No, because I just started tonight," she explained. "My name is Kim. What's your name?""Does it matter?" he asked."Yes, it does," she replied."All right, my name is Bill," he told her. "Bill Davis.""Bill," Kim shook her head sadly, "you know very well that suicide is not a solution to any problem. Look at your girl friend Pam. She figured it was the end. Where it was for her, for you, it's the beginning of a lot of heartache. I wish I could help you, but I don't know what I can do.""I just want to talk to somebody," he told her.Sighing heavily, Kim looked at him. He didn't look as if he would take advantage of her, and she figured that possibly she should give him this much benefit."All right," she agreed, "if you want to talk, you can. But we can't stay here. If my boss sees me parked in the car and talking to a sailor at this hour, he'll swear that I'm turning a trick. And I'll get fired my first night on the job.""All right, I'll let you drive," he said, getting out of the car.For an instant Kim thought about driving off. But she didn't. How could she let him down?When he got in on the other side she started the car and drove off into the night.Once on the freeway, she drove immediately to her apartment. It was a big risk, but then life was a gamble in itself.When she got to her apartment she hesitated a long moment. It was undeniable that he had seemed honest and sincere.When they were in her apartment and she had fixed him a drink, he sat there on the sofa and looked at her."You're beautiful, you know that, don't you?" he smiled."If you say so," she smiled.All at once she felt Bill's leg pressing against her own. She sighed and recognized the stirring sensations that she felt inside of her body. Every time she thought about sex somehow it excited her. It made her want to reach out and feel to see whether or not he had a hard, thick cock between his legs. But it was wrong to think about things like this. After all, Bill had come to see her for consolation.At least that-was what he said."Pam was a wonderful girl," he said sadly. "She would do anything for me."Once more there was silence. It was an awkward situation for Kim to be placed in. She didn't know exactly what to say. Looking at him, she smiled."Well, you're a nice-looking guy, Bill, and I wouldn't be surprised if Pam would do anything to please you.""If I ever told you half of what she did you'd never believe it," he whispered."You can speak honestly with me," Kim said, curious about the kinds of things that people did sexually.Her own life experiences had been so brief that she really felt as though she was backward when it came to sexual knowledge."Oh, I shouldn't tell you," he smiled.Kim was bound and determined that he was going to tell her about his sexual experiences."I would feel more comfortable if I slipped into something else," she smiled."Well, be comfortable," he grinned up at her.She went into the bedroom and undressed. She decided that it might not hurt for once in her life to wear her filmy, see-through pale blue negligee. As she walked into the living room, Bill's jaw hung slack as he gazed at her and let out a low wolf whistle."Wow!" he told her. "What a wonderful idea."He looked at her sheer negligee and could see her curvaceous thighs and rounded, satiny hips. She was slender and tall, and her body had not lost a fraction of its youthful firmness and lovely form. Her long, flowing blonde hair, fair skin and blue eyes made her a magnificent-looking female. It wasn't lost on Bill.As she walked over to the bar he observed that her buttocks were well-rounded and firm, her legs long and curvaceous."You know," he told her, "this is really something. Tonight I was thinking of killing myself. But when I look at your beautiful body I almost go out of my mind."Kim knew that she was beautiful. She knew that she could be very exciting to a man. And it gave her a certain kind of power to walk across the room and have him glancing down at the fleecy triangle of her vagina, which was visible through the sheer blue fabric of her negligee."Maybe I should strip down to my shorts," Bill grinned.Silently she nodded."If you don't care, I will," he told her.Getting to his feet, the sailor began stripping. When he got down to his shorts he sat down on the sofa once more beside her. She glanced at the bulging crotch in his tight-fitting, white nylon shorts and realized he had one hell of a hard-on."It was wonderful with Pam," he told her. "We could do everything with each other and never worry about it."Reaching over, she let her hand stroke his huge penis."Ohhh, that feels so good," he told her. "Oh, lover, you know how to stroke it.""And I love to feel it," she smiled."I would love to have it all the way up inside of you," he told her. "I would really like to fuck you."It pleased her that he'd been so blunt. Instead of beating around the bush he'd been frank and honest and open in his erotic, lustful desires."I'd like that, too," she told him, "but I... I really can't tonight. I brought you home to give you some consolation and sympathy and all that. But I really didn't bring you home to turn a trick or have sex.""Baby," he told her, "you were made for fucking. I could just feel your legs wrapping tight around me when I would be fucking you."All of a sudden everything inside recoiled. No, she couldn't let this happen. But it was impossible not to go on. For she loved the sensation of his throbbing penis as she stroked it."I'll take my shorts off so you can see all of me," he told her.Gently she pulled her. hand from his crotch. He got to his feet and peeled off his tight-fitting shorts. As he stood there, she looked up at his masculine body. His muscular chest, trim waist, flat stomach and sturdy thighs all indicated he was a very athletic man. But the thing that her eyes focused on was that huge cock jutting out from his loins. The head of it was starting to drip with cum and his bloated balls were tense."Hey, you've really got something there, honey," she told him. "Something I would like.""It's all yours," he told her. "Every inch of my long, hard prick. First, baby, I want you to suck it. I want you to lick it and taste it."His voice was lustfully hoarse."Go on," he insisted. "Don't worry about it."He sat on the sofa once more and raised up one leg. She looked at his throbbing cock aimed at her. The lewd way that he smiled indicated how horny he was. But she couldn't make her body move. She was staring transfixed at his throbbing, long penis."Come on," he told her.He looked at his hard, muscled body and his penis again."All right," she said.He raised his ass for her, grabbed her head, and guided her to his penis."Now, baby," he told her, "I want you to put your finger in my asshole. And while you're fingering my ass I want you to suck my cock. That's what I want you to do."Her jaw hung slack. She had never had a request like this before in her life."Why do you want me to do that?" she asked him."Because I like it," he told her. "I like to have your finger in my ass when you're sucking my prick."She bent over and, placing her hand around his ass cheeks, slowly inserted her index finger in his asshole."Harder... shove it in hard," he told her."Like that?" she asked."OOOHHH, YES, YES," he shrieked. "NOW SUCK MY COCK. SUCK MY COCK WITH YOUR HOT MOUTH. SUCK ME HARD."The beautiful blonde's perspiration trickled down her negligee. She was bending over now and her mouth was even with his penis. She wondered if she could do it for him. Her finger continued pumping up his tight asshole and then her mouth slipped over his cock head."OOOHHH," he groaned, "SUCK MY PRICK. SUCK IT OFF."The lascivious carnal scene of his ass twisting as she finger fucked him and his throbbing penis pumping into her mouth while she sucked stimulated her. She could feel her vagina juicing as she became more excited.Kim's eyes bulged wider, her mouth opening even more as he began ramming it to her with all of his might. Rivulets of wetness dampened her palpitating pussy. She was actually starting to enjoy it.