They always ask that same question after they've visited my crib a few times, have paid their dollar for a poke or a suck, and feel there's an intimate bond between us. "What's a nice, pretty gal like you doin' spreadin' your legs for cowboys in a filthy cow town like Abilene?"
Will this quarantine ever end? One $1200 check barely put a dent in my expenses. I wait tables in a family-owned cafe and it was shut down for three months. No tips--no rent money and no car payment. At least there was food they let us take home from the kitchen so it wouldn't go bad, but you can only eat so many fish stick sandwiches with stale chips on the side. We were told landlords were going to give renters a break until the pandemic passed but I don't think mine got the memo. Mine comes around every week for a blowjob or a fuck in place of the monthly $600 for my shitty studio apartment and even brought a friend once so he could watch and join in.
When the Covid-19 stay-home orders went out I shivered with panic. Would they close the Jungle? Would I be forced to go cold-turkey and stay home to play with myself? Yikes!
The island in the center of Black Bayou known to the locals as Rubidoux Island stood silent as dark waves of murky water lapped at its shores. The island's only living inhabitant, Henriette Rubidoux sat in her room with the oil lamp by her bed turned down low.
I started visiting The Jungle, a downtown Sex Club with Bob and continued to visit after Bob had gone the way of so many others in my life. I found T enjoyed the way I felt when I gave myself up to the exhibitionist hiding deep inside me and let her come out to play. I'm no beauty but men don't seem to give a shit about the features on your face when your legs are spread or your ass is up in the air. The only feature on your face they notice is your mouth if it's open and inviting their cock inside.
Delia DuBois was a reluctant witch. She'd been born into the DuBois family of natural witches who lived on the Black Bayou in Louisiana in the hamlet of St. Elizabeth. The DuBois were natural witches, drawing their power from the world around them and Delia's grandmother Irene assured her she was very powerful.