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   MONICA 62: MOJO RISIN'

   Monica blows the Doors off of the strip club.  Meet Mojo!

   Hardwick, Florida, home of the North Pole Men's Club, women's too. 
Small town life but big-time money maker.  With nothing nearby for miles,
the club often got away with murder, the county simply taking bribes to
keep it open and lucrative.  The owner Norberto Cortez kept a tight rein
regardless, but even he was prone to a few bribes to let the party go
beyond the stage.  With Norberto off in Miami for four days on family
business he left the establishment to its head Bartender and side lover
Vega Perez and loyal bouncer Miguel Santos aka Mojo to keep the time period
hopping.  Tonight, it was going to hop like never before.

   Thanks to a phone call from one of Norberto's favorite cousins, newly
hired secretary Shelly Cortez who often played with Mojo just for fun, he
was aware of their incoming status and more than happy to bend every rule.
Mojo would do anything for Shelly.  Although not related she was like a
baby sister.  Baby in size, Shelly and her sister Beatriz were 5'3 and 110
pounds each with bodies no man could look away from.  Mojo on the other
hand was a freak of nature at 7 foot even, 360 pounds of rock-hard muscle.
Add to that fact his behemoth cock was eleven inches and very in demand. 
When he was in the mood.  He was one of the gifted few to have such an
enormous monster that was willing to obey his needs.  At that size some
often had difficulties keeping it aroused.  Not Mojo!  Mojo was hard fifty
percent of his day and cashing in.  While a bouncer he occasionally went up
on stage to show off.  A quiet man it was more of a pose than any real
striptease.  Woman cooed regardless.  Just standing there yawning he
usually made a couple grand.

   Norberto to the right financial request would pimp out Mojo just to live
the good life.  Ferrari in the garage, Jaguar in Miami with him.  Mojo got
a cut and lived just as good.  So, not just a bouncer he was a partner. 
Silent but deadly!  He let others do the bouncing.  Tonight, he was going
to get a workout.  With pleasure!

   "This place is packed." Aaron Gift had to park out by a open field just
to find a spot big enough for his Cherokee.  "Too bad the handicap parking
was full, or I'd had you gals tell the club managers we were parking there
and not to tow me."

   "Many of wealth get those Mister Gift." Shelly Cortez seated in back
unbuckled her seatbelt to lean up against his seat.  "You must pay extra
for privilege.  Our cousin has many connections."

   "Many very beautiful women dance here." Beanie chimed in hovering behind
Monica's seat.  "You will fit right in Monica."

   "You really want me to dance on stage daddy?" She was giddy in sitting
sideways to face Aaron.  "Will you two dance up there with me?"

   "Si!  We love to dance.  Tips are very good.  If not for our parents, we
would dance here fulltime."

   "Yeah, about your parents." Aaron shut off the engine and killed the
stereo playing in favor of silence.  There would be enough music in the
club.  "They obviously didn't know about your online sex shows.  Your Uncle
allowed it, so how could he keep it from them?"

   "We treat our uncle very well." Beanie giggles.  "He will never betray
us for fear we will cut him off."

   "So, if I were to buy those storage units and made him caretaker, he
would keep anything we did there quiet?"

   "If he is willing to sell." Shelly was worried Fernando might not, it
was his sole income.  "If you paid him well then perhaps.  You have us to
help with that.  So, you would turn all 20 storage units into cam stages?"

   "I would.  I just need the backing of my clients in the club. 
They're... shall we say womanizers.  They own a software company in Tampa
but are always looking to increase their cash flow.  So am I.  If I turn
that storage facility into our passion palace that's huge.  Sure, it's not
software but it does require a website.  I'll need to look at the FCC
regulations on that.  I know I've watched gangbangs on Caturbait but I
think every model in the scene has to be registered.  We just need a way to
avoid that clause so we can do whatever, whoever we want.  There is also
the police factor, we don't want this to get shut down over prostitution."

   "Daddy!  You want to be a pimp, don't you?" Monica giggled.  "I never
thought of selling myself before, I just like being random and going after
guys I like.  But again, I've had a few I didn't like but did it anyway. 
Ok I'm in."

   "As are we." Shelly and Beanie agreed.

   "There's Kyle's motorcycle." Monica noticed it under a pole light
surrounded by cars.  "Let's go I want to see what I'm getting into."

   "Good idea!" Aaron opened his door, the girls following.  Congregating
together at the front grill he locked up with his remote and put his arms
around the shoulders of Shelly and Beanie.  "Keep up Punkin'!"

   "Oh, I will!" Monica jumped up to cling to her father's back.  He
laughed under strain but let her tag along piggyback all the way to the
front door.  Customer's coming in behind them had the viewing pleasure of
Monica's bare bottom, her white dress riding waist high thanks to her legs
around her father's waist.  She would get tipped just for that show once
she was on her feet, making thirty bucks for nothing.  "Maybe I should just
ride around on you all night daddy.  I'll make us rich." Sure, she could
pay for his chiropractor visit.

   At the front door bouncer, not Mojo at the moment, Aaron told him of his
clients Mitch and Jared.  That was all he needed, knowing the Cortez
sisters.  Still both sisters kissed the man on the lips and fondled his
crotch in passing.  Seeing this Monica grabbed his dick as well saying,
"I'm with them." that was a no-brainer.  "Have fun tonight." The bouncer
Gar loved his job.  "Find me later I'll give you a lap dance." Monica
pinched the bouncer's crown.

   Garth Rainier would indeed look up the bright-eyed beauty on his break.
Heading through the interior door Shelly took point in the search for Mojo.
Letting the sisters go Aaron sent them on a mission mentioned to Shelly
back at the storage unit, one Monica was not in on as of yet.  With the
girls gone Aaron and Monica traveled through the body-to-body crowd.  This
place was past capacity.  No way did six hundred people or more not exceed
at least a 500-occupancy fire code capacity permit.  Cousin Norberto was
definitely breaking the law even in that.

   "I see Mitch." Monica pointed at him up by the stage watching a stunning
red head with lily white skin and some seriously silicone-based porn
hooters.  The pinkest nipples Aaron had ever seen helped her break bank. 
She couldn't have been more than 22 but she was definitely athletic,
whipping around a pole by her legs upside down and licking her left nipple
at the same time.  "Can I go find Kyle and Hillary?"

   "Yeah!  Come find me in twenty minutes.  Let me greet my future business
partners.  When you come back get all up on Jared and Mitch."

   "I know I was supposed to be the main attraction up until the Cortez
girls, but can they entertain Mitch and Jared?  Kyle said his frat brothers
are here and I know one of them, Dalton.  I want to fuck him tonight."

   "Twenty minutes.  Don't fail me Punkin.  This is too important."

   "Okay daddy." Pouty face ended with a winning smile, "I love you and
good luck."

   "You too!" Letting Monica go he watched her slither through the body
count of lustful customers.  She had her ass grabbed four times before he
lost sight of her.  "My baby is all groped up." He chuckled.  "Grown up
too!"

   Moving through the cluster and apologizing along the way Aaron reached
Mitch at the stage where he was holding up a hundred-dollar bill to entice
the ginger.  Taunting him with her tongue she made Mitch wait while she
somersaulted in her nudity, pausing while on her hands to do a mid-air
split that showed off not just her cheerleading skillset but her pink
pussy, zero pubic hair she was silky as well as milky.  "Having a good time
Mitch ole' man?"

   "Hey you made it." Mitch shot a welcoming glance, "I freaking love this
girl.  Her name is Firebird.  She kills it.  This bill is going to get lost
in her purse trust me."

   "I can see that." She had cash slung everywhere on the circular stage.
"Where's Jared?"

   "Private dance with a chocolate hottie named Onyx.  The girls here are
insane.  Speaking of...  where's Monica?"

   "Running around.  Our neighbor's son Kyle is here with his frat boys,
and she asked to hang a bit.  Hey!  Do you recall my new secretary, Shelly?
You only saw her last Friday, that was her third day."

   "The little Latina?  Yeah, she was hot as fuck.  Why?"

   "I brought her and her sister Beanie with me.  Their cousin Norberto
owns this club."

   "No way!  Norb's cousin is that sweet little...  " Before he could
finish his sentence Shelly and the giant Mojo showed up to tower behind
them.  Aaron knew of their arrival as soon as Mitch looked up over his
scalp.  Shelly eased in front of Aaron and hugged his hip.  Mitch lost
interest in waiting on Firebird just that fast and handed Shelly the
hundred-dollar bill.  She unzipped her red booty shorts and let him tuck
the money inside right over her clit before zipping back up.  Kissing his
cheek made him smile.  "Gracias!" Aaron patted her bottom for her extra
effort.

   "Mister Gift?  This is Mojo." She pointed behind him as Aaron who was
6'2 still had to look up at the man.  "Mojo?  My boss." A man of few words
Mojo nodded but shook Aaron's hand.  Mitch was immediately intimidated.  At
least Firebird assisted in getting his attention back by using her toe to
tickle Mitch's ear.  Mojo looking over them at the ginger realized Shelly
had taken the girl's money, so he ushered Aaron aside and picked up Shelly
and sat her on the stage.  Palming her chest, he made her lay back then
patted the girl's bikini area.  Firebird who was aware of her loss smiled
at Mojo and blew him a kiss before laying down on stage beside Shelly. 
Spider walking fingertips over Shelly's bare abdomen she pinched her zipper
and drew it down until the girl's pussy came into full view.  The hundred
loitering there, Firebird licked her way from belly button jewelry to the
greenback.  Biting the hundred she stole it away and swiped it with her
hand before kissing Shelly's clit and zipping her back up.  This was what
they got away with here.

   Patting the edge of the stage Mojo made Firebird sit with her legs
dangling over and smirking at him for further direction.  Mojo then just as
he had Shelly pressed his palm right between the redhead's tits and made
her lay back.  The crowd was going wild over the giant's control.  Once
back Mojo lifted her legs and made her hold her ankles wide.  Mitch
swallowed at being up close to her breathing pussy.  Taking out his wallet
he rolled up two-hundred-dollar bills and dared to place them right up
inside the ginger's vulva.  Beginning to pull away Mojo grabbed his hand
and used his fingers to shove the bills deeper into the girl's cunt.

   "Piggy bank!" Mojo grinned.

   "Pigs in a blanket?" Mitch laughed and pressed his fingers knuckle deep
into her.  The redhead busted up laughing.  Shelly looked at Aaron and
unzipped her booty reds and did the same ankle feat expecting reward. 
Aaron nodded at her allure then took out a hundred of his own and installed
it just as deep as Mitch had.  The crowd howled at their getting away with
that.  To top it all off Mojo ushered both men aside and licked Firebird's
clit for a resounding squeal.  Sidestepping over he repeated his
performance with Shelly.  Standing up he grabbed both Mitch and Aaron and
drew them in, side to side.

   Pointing at the wet pussies before them the men chuckled, shrugged and
they too licked their pussies.  Backs arching the girls giggled until the
men were done.  For a full minute they got away with licking until Mojo
grabbed the cuffs of their necks and guided the men away.  Mojo again
parting the suiters moved closer and raised both of his humongous hands. 
With a downward flash of speed, he slapped the two women's cunts and told
Firebird to get busy.  Clits stinging the girls pouted at him.  He zipped
Shelly up and sat her back down on her feet in front of Aaron.

   "That was freaking amazing." Mitch laughed.  "Set me up with Firebird
after hours?" Mojo rubbed his fingers together as if saying if the money
was right.  Mitch gave him a nod and said, "Done!" A mental deal was set in
motion.  Firebird would not remove her money from her cunt until she got
off stage.  Shelly kept it in her savings acCoUNT praying she would not get
a papercut up inside.

   "So, Mojo?  Has Shelly discussed what I asked her to run by you?"

   "Si!  She did!  Where is this...  Monica?"

   "How much to do what I asked Shelly to..." Mojo paused him with a
finger.

   "You treat Shelly and Beatriz like your own, I will do this for free. 
It is time I performed again.  I have gotten lazy."

   "Somehow with those biceps I don't see anything lazy about you Big
Fella." Aaron nodded, "I will adopt these girls if I have to." He winked at
Shelly.  "Uhh?  Where's Beanie?"

   "Talking to Vega up at the bar.  We are thirsty."

   "Drinks on the club." Mojo patted Aaron and Mitch on the shoulder then
spoke to Shelly, "Take me to this Monica."

   "Don't be gentle." Aaron laughed.

   "As you wish Amigo."

   Aaron had no idea what saying that would entail.  Hooboy!

   ********

   Monica was laughing her ass off at so many guys copping a feel of her as
she searched for Kyle or her old frat friend Dalton the dogwalker.  With
there being ninety five percent men in the club she was in heaven's hands.
Heaven due to their hands.  Adding fuel to her fire she pulled her dress up
to her belly button and walked shamelessly with her lower body free of
obstructive cotton fiber material.  If she had more time she would have
just stood there and let then finger her, a number of hands did cross paths
with her bikini area.  This was the life.  Just not of April Riley!  Her
friend's name.  Pun intended.

   Finding the lap dance arena which was shockingly one big room rather
than any private booths with curtains she was blown away by over twenty
gorgeous women gyrating totally nude over their clothed customers.  Monica
was ready to apply for a job, but her father insisted she graduate high
school first.  Hell, she could just sit up a chair downtown and do it right
out in the open and make a grand a week for thirty minutes time.  Pondering
that idea she grinned, "I'm so trying that."

   Spying a familiar face, she dropped her jaw.  Getting a dance was her
hometowns recently retired police Captain, Kermit Boggs.  "Woohoo! 
Kermie!" She entered the lap area and came in behind Kermit in his cushy
couch like chair and placed a finger of silence to her lips notifying his
dancer a busty brunette with a sternum tattoo that looked like a tribal
tarantula.  It was sexy.  The girl grinned at Monica and kept quiet as she
hopped up and down over Kermit's rock-hard trouser tent.

   With cooperation Monica leaned over Kermit and put her hands over his
eyes.  "Guess who?" Blinded from his enjoyment he recognized the voice, but
it had been a while.  "Kermie make me squirmy." She toyed with him as a
hint.

   "That you Monica?"

   "Awww!  You're too good.  I just wanted to say hi before I got too busy,
I'm here with my dad on business." Hands removed he looked up over his brow
at her, head tilted back.  "Look me up later, my dad might have some
interesting questions for you.  No worries he knows everything I've done.
No names, but he knows and believe it or not he's cool with it all.  Love
your tattoo what is it?" Monica smiled at his dancer.

   "It's a combination of things.  The main body in the center is the
symbol of Tao.  The rest is the spider upon which the universe is woven. 
I'm a philosophy major.  I call it a Taorantula." She laughed.

   "Mali?  This is Monica.  Mali here is my granddaughter."

   "OH MY GOD!  You old pervert!"

   "Hey if he pays for my college I don't mind.  Hi Monica.  You should
work here."

   "Maybe after high school.  Barely legal." She laughed, "Isn't that right
Grandpa?"

   "She was my retirement gift from the guys on the force." Kermit laughed,
"Yes, she did what you're doing but only...  the real thing."

   "Now I'm jealous." Mali playfully slapped him on the cheek.  "You know
I'd do you old man."

   "Yeah, but for the sake of family let's not.  Bad enough I'm nutting in
my slacks beneath you." That made Mali crack up and lean forward and crush
her 36C's into his face, motorboating him with her hands on the chair back.
Monica hovering wagged her tongue toward Mali, a second later their tongues
entangled.  Monica was having so much fun.  So were the guys surrounding
her from behind.  With Monica lurched forward kissing Mali one of the men
stepped up and stuck his finger inside Monica's wet twat.  No bouncers
nearby he got away with that.  Feeling it probe about she squealed and
pulled away from Mali.  Looking over her shoulder she yelped, "DALTON!!!"
Mali was a thing of the past just that quickly as she turned around and
jumped into the dogwalkers arms.  "I've misssssed you."

   Lifting her up with ease he planted his hands on her bare ass cheeks and
laid one on her.  Backing her up toward the cushy chair back Mali laughed
at seeing the girls dress rolled up.  Smothering Grandpa Boggs again, Mali
reached out and did just as Dalton had in fingering Monica.  Another squeal
she paused her kiss and looked back with a sneer.  "HEY!  PAY ATTENTION TO
GRAMPS!  EARN YOUR TUITION BITCH." Everyone laughed including Kermit.

   Kyle finding his buddies pulled Hillary Morgan along behind him and the
group stepped back so as not to attract bouncers in this so-called private
abode.  Seeing Kyle, Monica grinned and told Hillary, "Lose your leather
Wench." Kyle's friends agreed with that and tried to unzip her skirt,
laughing hard Hillary hid behind Kyle until he caught her off guard and
unzipped her.  The skirt fell to her upper thighs before she could even
catch it.

   "OH MY GOD, KYLE!" He then used the toe of his shoe to drag it further
down as his foot was within her thigh gap.  To her ankles she couldn't even
bitch for all of the drool slinging her direction.

   "Live a little Hilly." Kyle chuckled.  Risking it she stepped free of it
and carried the skirt.  Hands of frat boys were all up on her ass.  "Better
get used to things like this...  guys we're going to make a porn with Hilly
here." Popular in a single breath the guys pulled Hillary away to discuss
the idea.  Surrounded they pawed her up to her delight.

   "You guys are crazy." Mali called out, "I love it." Kermit had his fill
of distraction and pinched his granddaughter's ass to let him up.  Pouting
Mali crawled away, and he tipped her good.  Waving at Monica in Dalton's
charms the retiree told her, "I'll be here a few more hours.  Find me and
I'll say hey to your dad."

   "Thanks, Kermie!  I wuvs you." They blew kisses at one another.  Mali
opting to take a break vacated her chair to offer it to another stripper in
wait.  Moving around to join the group Mali stood next to Dalton and
Monica. Finally putting Monica down, she introduced Mali.  "Is it Mali
Boggs like your grampa's last name?"

   "Shush!  Don't spread the last name around.  Strippers need to go
incognito.  But yes, Mali Boggs." Dalton stood there admiring the girl's
tattoo.  It was a focal point.  She quickly explained her reason for its
design then told Monica that they should hang out sometime.  "I want to
kiss you some more." No problem!  Monica patted Dalton on the chest then
stripped her dress off entirely and tossed it at him.  Fully nude she
stammered in her stiletto heels, not perfectly balanced but managing well.
Throwing herself at Mali they crushed their bodies together and kissed like
no tomorrow.  Nothing could last forever though.

   "AHEM!"

   Shelly Cortez stepped up and tapped Monica on the shoulder.  Kiss broken
Monica turned around pouting for being interrupted.  Hearing everybody
around her gasp she didn't immediately notice Mojo behind her.  "What? 
Wait your turn, I'll kiss you later." Shelly grinned devilishly and pointed
behind Monica.  Turning she saw nothing but the biggest mountain she had
ever seen.  His hairy chest was so thick she mumbled, "Skunk Ape!"
Florida's nickname for Bigfoot.  The giant was totally nude and literally
every guy there was wishing they were he.  Eyes lowering to his trunk
Monica jumped back at Shelly.  "HOLY FUCK!  Who let a python loose in
here?" The laughter was tedious but hard to miss regardless, as Mojo simply
glared at her.  "Ummm?  Hi!"

   Within his hands were soft suede binding strings.  Roughly he reached
out for Monica and tied her hands together at the wrist, Shelly and Mali
joining forces to hold her as they giggled.  "IT'S NOT MY BIRTHDAY!" She
presumed this was some special treatment for any girl customers.  Once
bound he turned her back to him and lifted her up by her arms over her head
and his.  Ducking his head through her tethered wrists he lowered her to
dangle over him like a human necktie.  "WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?" She yelped
laughing at her predicament.  His monster cock between her thigh gap Monica
looked down at what appeared to look like she had a dick.  "OH SHIT!" It
stuck out a good six inches in front of her.  Essentially sitting on it she
whimpered.

   In the lap dance area Aaron's other client Jared with his entertainment
Onyx walked up chuckling, "Hey Monica.  Looking good!  Pussy want a
cracker? Nice perch Mojo.  I thought it was a parent trap, not a parrot
trap."

   "Jared!  Help me!" She whispered at him, Onyx giggling and leaning on
Jared's shoulder.  "Oh, you're in for a loooong night.  I've only seen this
once before.  I'll tell your dad you're going to be tied up for a while."
He abandoned her just that fast.

   Shelly showing Monica more suede bands razzed her and went after her
left foot.  Tying her ankle as Dalton volunteered to help her, they brought
Monica's legs behind Mojo's backside until even her legs were helpless to
move.  "OH MY GOD!  I'M A FANNY PACK!" Monica busted up.  Held prisoner to
Mojo, Shelly moved back to face Monica, her sister Beanie stepping up
sipping a mixed drink through her straw.

   "You never do this for me Mojo." Beatriz stomped her foot.  "Why do you
ignore me so?"

   "You can take my spot." Monica whined, "I'm screwed, aren't I?"

   "Si!  Most wonderfully screwed." Beanie giggled, over it.  Handing off
her drink to Shelly, Beanie did the honors of lifting Mojo's six-inch
diameter cock, lining it up to Monica's vulva.  Crown eased between her
labia Mojo leaned forward taking Monica with him.  In his lurch his monster
cock began its penetration, G-spot immediately crossed.  Monica's
expression was sheer awe as his girth ripped her pussy wide.  Onlookers
offered praise for her bravery as well as gasps over his behemoth shredding
her inch by inch.  A slow screw so to speak!  No words until he had a good
four inches inside her, Monica finally looked down at Shelly and Beanie
kneeling under her.  Both girls merged to kiss and suck on Mojo's ball sack
to a vast applause.  Quick flicks up his exposed shaft then over Monica's
clit they stood up and bowed to their fans.

   "I LOVE YOU GUYS!  BESTIES FOREVER!"

   "Si!  Agreed!" Shelly smiled and offered Monica a sip of their drink.  A
fast swig Monica made a face.  "You do not like tequila?"

   "Not until after sunrise." She whimpered.  "Oh fuck!  Biggest cock I've
ever had in me."

   "You must take him all." Beanie patted her cheek.  "We will be rooting
for you."

   Rearing upright Mojo reached around Monica and squeezed her breasts
first, so firmly he left finger impressions.  Her eyes went white the
second his dick rose up deeper beneath her own weight on him.  At six
inches her cunt was weeping all around his girth, his massive balls as big
as two fists held knuckle to knuckle.  With a slap to each of her tits
accompanied by a squeal of giggles out of Monica he parted the dread sea of
human activity.  Path made!

   "Time to walk Bebita!" Mojo called her Baby Girl.  With each step he
took, her pussy accepted a hint more of his length.  At eleven inches she
was already mentally begging for mercy.  NOT!  Eyes returning to normal she
saw Kyle looking at her in shock.  She simply hissed, "Fuck you, Kyle." He
couldn't hold it in any longer he died laughing.

   Waving bye-bye to her Kyle went back to the darker region of the club
where his friends were keeping Hillary company.  He should have known
better than to leave her with them.  The group of eight frat brothers had
her bent over and Terrell Noble a tall black man was hitting her cunt from
behind, holding her shoulder with one hand and spanking her with the other.
A cell well hidden from bouncers was recording it.  She knew it and simply
thought of adding it to her porn footage.

   "Starting that porn already?" Kyle winced at Hillary.  She moaned and
reached for him to take her hand as moral support.  Crouching down in front
of Hillary he offered a warm smile.  "Cheating on me already."

   "You took my skirt off.  You left me wide open." She slightly giggled
then expressed how well Terrell was hitting her G-spot.  "Fuck Kyle!"

   "Want to be my girlfriend?"

   "Really?" She brightened up.  "Yes!"

   "Good!  I'm not mad.  Matter of fact I want you to take on all of us. 
Not just tonight either.  I want you in my dorm room jumping beds to keep
us all happy.  Porn video taken every single time.  Sound like a plan?"

   "Yessssssss!  Make me your whore Kyle.  Let me move in with you."

   "It is a coed dorm.  You up for a new roommate Swayze?" Swayze Bonner
one of three roommates nodded.  "Xander?" Another thumbs up.  "Hedge?" A
hell yes, Kyle puckered, "I think you're in Hilly Girl."

   "FUCCCCCK MEEEEEEE!" She came hard on Terrell's nine-inch beast.  With
bouncer's circulating Terrell chickened out in nutting.  Pulling her
upright he made it look as if they were all just chatting, his crew
cloaking their nudity from scrutiny.  The second the bouncers moved on
Terrell slid back inside and finished the job.  Kyle stayed with her
through six frat brother's and kissed her with praise.  Hillary Morgan was
in love just that fast.  Quinones for the sin!  WIN!

   ********

   Before Mojo had imprisoned Monica...  Aaron Gift and his client Mitch
hit the bar for drinks.  Numerous young barely legal girls creeped up on
them to offer pleasure in some fashion, mostly private dances.  But at the
moment Aaron needed to discuss business with at least one of his hopeful
partners.  "So, how's Charlotte after last night?  We didn't leave her too
messy, did we?  Jared and I only jerked off on her face then left you to
Monica.  Are we still good?"

   "Of course, we are.  Last night was a turning point.  After you guys
left, I carried the wife to bed.  I had Monica and her at the same time."

   "No shit!  Ballsy Gift!  Ballsy!  So, Charlotte knows about you and
Monica?"

   "She does now.  Surprisingly she's okay, she even made us breakfast in
bed.  I'm still here so I don't think she poisoned us.  We had a long talk
and she's willing to overlook it as long as I give her attention more than
Monica.  I love Char so I'll make that effort.  Anyways, I want to discuss
more than our possible merger with you.  By all rights the merger should be
top dog but feeling you and Jared out like I have I think you might like my
new proposal."

   "Oh yeah?  Get rich quick scheme?"

   "Sex does sell Buddy."

   "Indeed, it does.  I buy into these bitches as often as I'm in town. 
That ginger Firebird is new, so I want to take her to the hotel later.  I
was going to request Monica, but it's not required.  She's your girl Gift.
Jared and I adore her but hey...  I'd rather we all stay friends."

   "Caturbate!"

   "Frequent it." He chuckled.  "Where's this going Aaron?"

   "Let's start our own site and figure out a way to fly under the radar.
Anything goes kind of thing."

   "Bestiality?" He winced.

   "Well, maybe not that.  Pretty much everything else though.  I suppose
animal costumes could be adopted.  I think between your connections and
mine we can rob Fort Knox."

   "Intriguing!"

   "Take a look around at all of these girls.  Imagine them all with a room
of their own on a six-hour loop with others.  My secretaries do
Caturbate... well they did out of their uncle's storage unit.  They didn't
follow the sites bylaws and got booted out.  Those girls are willing to do
anything.  Add in my daughter, her school friends, maybe some of these
perky beauties, we can do pretty well for ourselves."

   "I'll talk that over with Jared.  I know the perfect site coordinator
too.  Between us...  she used to be a hacker.  She makes websites that
escape the FCC if you can believe that."

   "Dark Web stuff?"

   "Sure!  She's good at her shit.  Hot as fuck in a nerdy kind of way too.
Pop bottle glasses but goth looking.  She has more piercings than any girl
I've ever met."

   "Interesting!  See?  With the Cortez girls we can wrangle in her cousin
Norberto here in some fashion.  Their Uncle Fernando owns that storage
unit. If I can get him to sell it we can fix the place up cheap and make it
pods for the girls to play in."

   "Sounds really good.  So, sex with any of them?"

   "Of course!  I'm thinking gangbangs around the block reminiscent of the
day Star Wars hit the theaters." He laughed as the bartender approached
them.  Mitch acknowledging her spoke up.

   "Evening Vega." Aaron glanced at her and froze.  She looked exactly like
actress Eva Mendez in her early 30's, decked out in a black leather bustier
and glossy spandex pants to match.  Zipper from front to back just like
Shelly and Beanie's booty shorts.  Half down in the seat her butt crack was
saying hello.

   "Hey Mitch.  What can I get you guys?"

   "Your number." Aaron spoke up prematurely.  "As long as Norberto is good
with that."

   "We shall see Mister Gift."

   "You know my name?" He was taken back.

   "Si!  Beatriz pointed you out as her employer.  She speaks very highly
of you."

   "Good to know.  I love that kid."

   "As do we all.  You bring out the slut in her."

   "That's just her I think."

   "Ah!  Too bad.  I was rather hoping you might do the same for me." She
winked.  Before she could flirt any further a feminine voice chimed in
behind them.

   "Mitchell!  I thought that was you."

   Turning Mitch and Aaron greeted a stunning redhead with short hair and
amazing green eyes.  "Rita Foxx!  Man, I haven't seen you since that gala
down in Lauderdale.  You move around, don't you?"

   "Wherever the money is, my body is." She smirked.

   "How's Keith and the kids?"

   "Britney and Lance are ready to graduate here soon.  You would not
believe how much my daughter is growing to be like me.  She wants to be an
escort too.  Lance?  Who knows...  slacker!  Keith just hooked up with a
new girlfriend, I'm kind of second fiddle now but we're working it out to
all of our advantages." Hearing this Aaron realized the comparisons to his
own life.  Choosing to flirt with Vega further Aaron missed out.  Rita was
eying him as having money.

   "That's good, isn't it?  Britney is a looker like you I...  " Mitch
paused to see Mojo hauling Monica around moaning like a banshee riding his
big cock.  Patting Aaron on the arm he pointed out Monica bobbing up and
down on Mojo's anaconda, her eyes white, saliva slipping down her chin.  In
Mojo's walk through the crowd numerous guys played with her tits or
massaged her clit.  A number of them even sucked a nipple or slapped her
breasts as if to revive her.  Aaron dropped his jaw.  So did Rita!

   "Oh my God!  She looks just like Britney." Rita peaked a brow, "They
could almost be sisters." A glance at Aaron, she concluded him to be the
girl's father.  It was then she realized that she knew him.  "Oh crap!  I
fucked this guy back in high school just before I met Keith." Time to back
away.  A sudden panic that Keith might not actually be Britney and Lance's
biological father she went back to her date for the night.  Better not to
know, she loved Keith, and her children.  She could be wrong, but it was
going to worry her for a few days.  Mitch simply waved goodbye to Rita and
let it be.

   Aaron patted Vega's hand on the bar and told her two Bud lights then
walked away to greet Mojo and Monica.  Mojo halting in his tracks flexed
his muscles just to be cute as Monica did her best to fuck herself on his
beast, becoming insatiable and needing another orgasm.  MUST HAVE ORGASM!
Aaron had to snap his fingers at her and when that didn't get her
attention, he lifted her head up by her hair and patted her cheek. 
"Hanging in there Punkin?"

   "Hanging...  HA!" She laughed accidently spitting as she spoke, "Hung...
YES, HE IS!  DADDY HELP ME!  I've had like five orgasms in...  how long
have I been on you Skunk Ape?  I'm good for a hundred." Mojo chuckled and
told her fifteen minutes.  Long past the twenty-minute curfew Aaron had
given her, but again he had set this in motion so cutting her slack was the
right thing to do.  By now Monica had nine inches of Mojo inside her.  She
could literally feel him up against her uterus.  Beanie did say she needed
to take all of Mojo.  Getting there!

   "She's good for another hour Mojo." Patting his wallet to show the giant
Aaron was willing to pay up, the giant grinned.  Rubbing her silky abdomen
Aaron could literally feel the bulge outline of Mojo's cock inside her. 
Realizing he might as well have been touching the guy's dick, he eased
back. "How about a tour of the parking lot Mojo?" Shrugging Mojo headed for
the exit, Monica squealing, "DAAAAAAAADDDDDYYYY!" Bouncers even held the
door for royalty.  Outdoors they went.

   Aaron felt the crowd admiring him as if he owned Monica.  Technically he
did.  It was his sperm that brought her into this world.  The same sperm
that fed her on occasion when he saw fit.  If it weren't for the lust in
the house some might have considered him brutal for what he was making her
endure.  Maybe he was a prick, but he also knew that his daughter even when
whining was loving every second of her predicament.

   "You must be Monica's dad." A voice stepped up beside him.  "Captain
Kermit Bogg's Summersby Police Department, retired." The introduction led
by a handshake offer made Aaron hesitate a moment then wince.  "Monica
tells me you've heard stories about our lovely town's finest."

   "So, it's true.  My kid did fuck the boys in blue."

   "She says you were interested in talking to me about something."

   "Is she really under the protection of your boys?"

   "Absolutely!  I still have pull in town, bet on that.  Your kid has
gotten away with things any other person might do time for.  Trust me when
I say she would never ever see the inside of a jail cell unless it's to
play in."

   "Interesting thought we might just need to make that happen." Aaron
chuckled as Mitch and Jared joined them.  "Oh, these are my business
partners.  Well...  potential partners I guess I shouldn't jump the gun."

   "Captain Kermit Boggs." The men shied a bit hearing of any law
enforcement affiliation, "Relax fellas!  I'm retired but not dead.  Fill me
in Daddy Gift."

   "I'll speak for myself at the moment.  I'm interested in what you allow
Monica to get away with and if that can be extended to a couple dozen more
young ladies.  Maybe more!"

   "I'm listening." Kermit was curious even as his granddaughter Mali
walked up and hugged him from the side.  Glancing at her and seeing her
sparkling eyes study the men he was talking to he sighed, "My granddaughter
Mali."

   "Hello!  Am I intruding?" She teased her nipple with a mesmerizing gaze
at Aaron.

   "Not at all.  This is Monica's dad."

   "Mmm!  She's such a good kisser.  Did you teach her that?" She in turn
reached her hand down to palm her grandfather's erection.  "Just checking
to see if that Viagra is still working."

   "Haha!  So, you want police protection there in Summersby for a whole
bunch of young honeys?"

   "Yep!  I'm considering a startup porn site like Caturbate there in town.
I'd like to know I won't be penalized for it.  If I invest, I want a payday
not jailtime or stiff fines."

   "I can get the force to look the other way for some kickback.  By
kickback I mean...  this." He squeezes his granddaughter's breast, she
shocked by his sudden change of heart.

   "So, they get pussy in return for overlooking our...  my operation."

   "Our operation." Jared stepped in.  "Mitch filled me in, if this can be
a secure site without anyone getting into trouble, I'm all in." Mitch
concurred.

   "You know those storage warehouses over on Zellers?  I'm interested in
buying those and turning them into pods for the girls to rent and perform
in.  FCC be damned I want to do things the other sites forbid."

   "I might be interested in that." Mali smiled.  "Can I play with Monica?"

   "I'm pretty certain that will happen."

   "You can trust me Gift.  Your kid has a special place in my ticker.  I
might even volunteer to be security." Kermit chuckled.  "You guys do your
planning...  I'll call the cop shop discreetly and let them in on the
possibility.  I won't let any of them get out of line either.  Just like
Monica...  if for any reason there's a complaint the ladies will be
arrested in the public eye but let go just that fast.  It's just to keep
the force looking as if they're doing their jobs.  Don't even worry about
the mayor.  He just got into office and he's as crooked as they cum. 
Guthrie and I go way back."

   "I appreciate your backup Cap."

   "Kermit!"

   "Aaron!"

   "Lap dance?" He points at Mali.  "She'll do it with your pants down."

   "He won't let me take his down.  Meanie!" She razzed him.  Jared took
her up on it but Mitch had his eye on Firebird.  Mali seeing the ginger
waved her over.  A fast recall of Mitch licking her clit on stage she took
him by his hand and led him to the Igloo area, the lap dance room.  This
left Aaron and Kermit at the bar.  A swift kiss to Grampa's cheek Mali led
Jared away.

   "She's somethin'!  My daughter's kid.  This site you're building has
promise.  I can tell you here and now I can hook you up with all the guys
you need to be of assist.  Hell I know sixty percent of the older fellas in
this joint right now.  Mali knows the University guys; she goes to Florida
State.  Hell of a commute to work way down here but she stays with me in
Summersby sometimes.  School is about out so she'll be there more often to
be closer to this place."

   "Doesn't live with your daughter?"

   "Ehhh!  Long story!  They don't get along.  Mali has a bad habit of
bedding down Beth's boyfriends and husbands.  Every single one of them. 
Beth is kind of a mess in the head over it."

   "Damn!  That's tough."

   "I stay out of it.  Bad enough I let my granddaughter paw me up."

   "Bed her down?"

   "Trying like hell not to.  Trust me I've considered it.  I think after
Monica, the whole barely legal thing is looking better all the time. 
Mali's 19!" He just realized something, "Where is Monica and that bouncer
anyway?"

   "I sent him outside with her.  I felt evil tonight.  I brought Monica to
seduce my clients to get them to merge with my company.  I really didn't
need her, so I decided to see to it she had a good time."

   "That was some show."

   "Night's only getting started." Aaron toasted his beer at Kermit.  "Hang
around!"

   A sudden slap of hands on the bar next to Aaron made him jump.  Vega
hopped up on the bar and threw her long legs over then dropped down to face
Aaron.  Grabbing him by his shirt she tore him away from Kermit.

   "It is break time."

   Against his will the bombshell Latina took him to the lap lounge. 
Kermit chuckled and grabbed a fresh beer from the secondary bartender then
took a stroll around the club to check out various dancers.  Toward the
back he saw a gathering of young men obviously hiding something.  The
closer he got he heard shrill squeals and slaps on skin.  No bouncers
around he chose to make sure the dancer wasn't being harmed.

   Managing to sneak up on their divided attention he took a look over
their shoulders to see Hillary Morgan now completely nude and bent over
getting it up the ass while giving two hand jobs at her sides.  Kyle
Quinones looked up from praising her in his crouch, fingers in her mouth to
keep her focused on him and saw Kermit.  Eyes wide he started to stop
everything until Kermit stepped in and whipped his dick out.  Guiding Kyle
aside he put it in Hillary's mouth.  Pointing at her he said, "Your mother
does not hear about this." A nod she sucked him off like a pro.  The frat
boys sighed with relief.

   "So, he knows Greta." Kyle suddenly recognized the Chief.  "Small
world!"

   ********

   Outside the club Mojo had paced the parking lot letting new arrivals toy
with Monica's tits and massage her clit.  The added activity made her
crazy, thriving on his cock inside her only fueled her own appetite, her
hips gyrated what they could in her bound dilemma.  He was all in now and
she was coping like a champ.  Chuckling at her enthusiasm Mojo made a snap
decision.  Taking off like a light in only his shoes, she in her stilettos
he hit the road going out toward the busy highway.

   "WHERE ARE YOU GOING?  OH MY GOD!" The run alone was the best sex she
had ever had.  Bumpy ride!  Best shock absorber EVER!  Street illegal! 
North Pole meets South Hole!

   MISTER MOJO RISIN'!  RISIN'!  RISIN'!

   MISS MONICA FALLIN'!  FALLIN'!  FALLIN'!

   RISIN'!  FALLIN'!

   You get the Gift...  GIST!