Chapter Two
A Room Full of Party Girls
“Dinner upstairs, dressed, getting a lot of attention?” I asked him.
“What time do the parties start?”
“Well, Harry, the party will start when we get there.”
“I’ll put on my tux while you get back in your dress and I’ll take you to your room to change.”
“Sounds like a plan to me. Now, if I can just keep about a dozen gorgeous girls from taking you away from me, the evening will be perfect.”
“I only have eyes for you tonight, my love.”
“Showers first?”
“Excellent idea. We need to wash off traces of our prior activities. For some reason, I smell like I just had sex.”
“And I have all sorts of things running down my legs. Luckily, the shower in here is large enough for both of us.”
“Let’s go and freshen up some.”
We bathed each other, and he couldn’t keep his hands off me. I found and played with my favorite part of his body. He was erect again. “We’ll have to save this, my sweet.”
“It’ll be there whenever you are ready again.”
“I am ready now, but I’ll be even more ready after the party.”
Harry dressed and took me to my room which was some floors below his where I did my hair and makeup and put on my favorite evening gown. I must admit, we looked incredible walking arm in arm. We went up to the Excalibur restaurant and the maître d’ led us to a very visible table, putting us up front so that everyone there could see us in our splendor. We proved to be quite an attraction. Cam girls who knew me came in and said hello to us, no doubt wondering who the handsome man escorting me was. He got smiles from them all. Cat came in with a girlfriend and was amazed he and I were together where she had failed so miserably with him. We would see her again that night.
I declined the cocktail he offered and opted for a glass of a pinot grigio from a winery in Oregon with my salad. Both were delicious. We each had a cup of the lobster bisque and ordered the fish of the day which was grouper from the Gulf. The meal was excellent, and we laughed and made eyes at each other through it all. Harry was a lot of fun, no matter what we were doing. He paid attention only to me and I thought I had a chance to keep him, at least for that night.
We didn’t hurry and by the time he paid the tab, most of the other girls had left, no doubt to change clothes for the big party. Except for admiring glances and smiles directed at Harry, no one said a word to us. That was fine with me. I had declined dessert and just wanted to be with my man. The party was in a ballroom downstairs and it was full when we arrived. The host introduced us.
“Ladies and gentlemen, the lovely Miss Charli Rose, one of our hosts for the awards ceremony, just arrived.” A smattering of applause arose. “Miss Rose’s escort for the evening is Mr. Harold Atkins of Dallas, Texas.” An excellent ovation followed Harry’s introduction, and he bowed to the crowd gathered there drawing several whistles from the girls. He blushed bright red before I led him away and into the crowd.
“Harold. So that is your name,” it was Cat in a beautiful dress. “Hello, Charli. How did you manage to latch onto this guy for the evening?”
“He took me to his suite and made wonderful love to me all afternoon. He is amazing.”
“No way,” she said. “I tried everything I could do to get his attention, just ask him.”
“I know, Cat. I was there, remember?”
“Oh, yes, you were. Would you like to dance, Harry?”
“Thanks, Cat, but I am with Charli exclusively tonight. Maybe next time.”
She walked away totally pissed, and I knew she had not given up on him.
“Let me introduce you to some girls, okay, Harry?”
“Sure. The more friends, the better, but I am leaving with you.”
Of all the people there, Harry was one of the few men. Once we started around the room, the girls came to us like we had a people magnet. His smile was irresistible and had the same effect on many of them as it had on me. He got hugs, cuddles, a few kisses, and other signs of affection throughout the evening. I stood beside him and let him get as much attention as they had to offer. To say he was the hit of the party would be a gross understatement. I began to get worried again. He looked at me and saw the look on my face and knew what I was thinking. An embrace and a marvelous kiss right there in front of everyone dispelled my worries completely. He didn’t let go of me for the rest of the evening. The other girls stayed polite but backed off after seeing his affection for me first hand. Despite everything, I lost myself to him right there. I had never met a man like him before.
“Another glass of wine, my dear?”
“Yes, Harry. That would be wonderful.” He didn’t let me go at all and took me over to the wine bar.
“Two Chardonnays please bartender.”
“Yes, sir. Dry or buttery?”
“Buttery, please.”
The wine was excellent, and I toasted him. “Here’s to the evening to come.” We saluted each other. The girls who heard me couldn’t believe their ears. Harry left no doubt. He was mine for the night. Suddenly, the party shrunk to insignificance when I thought about being back in his arms. After a couple of hours, the big party started to break up in favor of smaller, more intimate gatherings among the girls. I whispered in his ear.
“I’m ready to leave, Harry. How About You?”
“The hour is getting late, and it looks like the party is breaking up. Want to go have our own party?”
“Yes. When we get upstairs, I have something I want to ask you.”
“Then let’s go. I can’t wait to hear what your question is.”
We said our goodbyes and thanked the sponsors as we left. I was glad the party hadn’t gotten out of hand. Usually, I would be joining the other girls at the smaller affairs, but that night, I had other plans. The girls who overdid with their drinks would be evident tomorrow morning and I didn’t want to be one of them.
“Can we stop by my room, so I can get some things? I have a very sexy nightie I would like to model for you.”
“Certainly, don’t forget your toothbrush.”
“I promise I won’t.”
“Why don’t you change out of that beautiful gown while we’re there?”
“I think I will. What should I wear instead?”
“Well, it probably wouldn’t be a productive idea to wear my favorite outfit, so cutoffs, t-shirt, and shoes you like until we get to my place.”
“Do you think my body will attract attention?”
“Charli, your figure is amazing plus you are gorgeous. You certainly got my attention.”
“Does the fact that my boobs are enhanced bother you?”
“No, they are beautiful. I have no problem with a little surgery here and there to make things better. You are perfect.” We got off the elevator on my floor and visited my room where I hung up my gown and dressed comfortably as Harry had suggested. I put a few toilet items in my carryon bag and we went on up to his suite.
Housekeeping had changed everything, sheets, towels, everything. They must have had a little chuckle when they saw the condition of the bed covers. Then again, they must see it on a regular basis. Harry switched on his computer and asked me to come over to it.
“I would very much like to see your website, Charli. Will you show me how to get to it?”
“I would be delighted. You just go to YFC.com and search on my name. See, there I am.”
“Very sexy, Charli. No wonder you get so many tips.”
“Does my being nude in front of all those guys concern you?”
“Look, Hun. One of my favorite people in the world is a retired porn star, and she is dear to me. I learned very quickly that everyone must make a living. Her films are far more explicit than these photos of you. If we happened to get serious about each other, I don’t know how I would react, but for now, do what you have to do.”
“Are you terribly wealthy, Harry?”
“Is that the question you wanted to ask me?”
“It’s one of them.”
“Compared to other people in Dallas, I am not very wealthy.”
“That doesn’t answer my question.”
“Let’s put it this way. I can take care of the woman I love.”
“What’s your next question?”
“Do you think you could learn to love me?”
He stood up and poured us more wine that he had ordered earlier.
“Charli,” he paused, “what the hell is your real name, anyway?”
“Harry, my dear, my real name is Chelsea Marie Kensington. My dad was British.”
“What a beautiful name. I love it.”
“Could you love me, Harry?”
“It scares me to death, Chelsea, but I already do.”
“We just met. How can that happen so quickly?”
“What’s more, my dear, I know you love me too.”
“Damn, Harold, how did you know?”
“A guy who has any sense at all, can tell when he falls in love and when a girl falls in love with him. Your messages were unmistakable.”
“I think I should leave you now. This is too much, too fast.”
“Bullshit, Miss Kensington. You can’t leave me any more than I can leave you.”
“Hold me, Harry. I am getting into more trouble than I think I can deal with.”
“Why? Because you have fallen in love for the first time in a long time?”
“You read me so well. For the first time in my life.”
“My dear, Charli.”
“What do you want me to call you my dear?”
“Honestly, sometimes I think Chelsea is mostly gone and my online identity has taken over.”
“Is that what you really want?”
“No, Harry. I want Chelsea back. She is quite a girl and I would hate to lose her. You are an incredible man and I think you and she would hit it off.”
“As successful as you have been, do you want to keep on being a cam girl? An online personality?”
“Right now, it’s the way I survive.”
“Are you close to the girls?”
“A couple of them, but not all. Harold, when I get lonely sometimes, I turn to them for comfort. I am very close to one. She and I have been lovers for some time.” I broke down crying, afraid about how he would react. He just held me closer and kissed my tears away.
“I hope she and I will be good friends.”
I pulled back and looked at him with nothing but questions in my mind. “Harold, I just told you I have a lesbian lover, and you didn’t react. I showed you my website where I get naked for guys who will send me money and you didn’t freak out. Is there anything that you have a problem with in my life?”
“Yes, Charli, there is.”
“What could it possibly be?”
“You must go home to Atlanta and I must go home to Dallas and I don’t want that to be the end of us.”
“But all these other things must cause you some concern.”
“If you want to be a camgirl for long as you can or if you love a woman more than you love me, that’s the way life goes. I don’t think that will happen, so I must take a chance on you my dear Chelsea. You are someone I have waited for a long time and I am not going to let you get away.”
“Do you really mean that, Harold?”
“Yes, my dear. I might just have to take you home with me and set you up in Texas. You can do your thing there since it is all online, and you can travel with me. I get awfully lonesome on the road sometimes.”
“We hardly know each other, Harry. What if it doesn’t work for us?”
“It will, believe me. I just know it.”
“Would it be all right with you if we just held each other tonight and got closer?”
“My dear Charli, s*x with you is amazing, but we have all the time in the world. I would love to hold you all night. We still have another few days in Vegas and that will give us plenty of time for more exciting things. I love your suggestion.”
“Hold me and never let me go, Harry.”
“I am going to keep you with me forever, you know?”
“Yes, I know and where I always want to be is beside you.”
“It looks like we have something going here.”
“If we wake together sometime during the night, make me an offer.”
“I will, my darling. I will.”
When we woke the next morning, I couldn’t believe that we had slept through the night. Harry was still sleeping, so I got up and called room service. Breakfast would be excellent. I watched him sleep for a long time and reveled in the fact that he loved just being with me and didn’t require s*x. The thought that he might really love me flashed through my mind. Most of my tippers dreamed of nothing but having s*x with me and they were all disappointed. I never slept with them or even met them if I could help it. Harry was different. I snuggled down next to him and embraced him for being such a wonderful companion.
The room service people woke him, and he saw what I had done. He was delighted, and we ate it all. The coffee and juice were especially good. I told him that I had work to do and needed to go downstairs to dress and meet my public. He wished me well, and I left him there in his suite. The staff had closed the doors to our hall the night before and had not yet unlocked them. Of course, the first person I saw was Cat. She wanted to know if we had a good evening. I told her that we just held each other, cuddled, and kept each other warm the entire night. She didn’t believe me.
“We are in love, Cat. Lovers do that from time to time.” She had no idea what I was talking about.
“Have I lost you to him, Charli?”
“Yes, Cat, although he is very accepting about my life, which includes you.”
“We can still be lovers and best friends?”
“Yes, Cat. He hopes you two will be good friends.”
“Amazing, Charli. Do you know what you have there?
“I think so, but time will tell.”
“What do you have that I don’t have? How do I get what happened to you to happen to me?”
“I don’t know. I don’t even know what I did. He does not watch us online, didn’t even know about cam girls until I showed him my page. He came in here on a break from his own convention and you got him excited when you climbed up on him and kissed him. I went back to what I was doing, and he just walked up behind me and called my name. When I turned around, his smile and his eyes captured me immediately. After a couple of kisses on his cheeks, he told me that if I kept doing that, he would have to take me to dinner. I took him behind the curtain and let him know I would go. That’s when I found out what a wonderful kisser he is. I asked him ‘Your place or mine?’ and he chose his suite high atop the building and took me there, several times.”
“Charli, you haven’t been with a man in so long.”
“I know, and he is very well endowed. I didn’t think at first, I could take him, but he knew what to do. It was wonderful, Cat.”
“How many times did you do it?”
“First time, he was on top. Second time I was riding him hard. Then he bucked me off, rolled me onto my back, and took me again, sending me to heaven.”
“OMG, Charli, he is in love with you.”
“It’s too soon, Cat. I’ve only known him for two days.”
“After seeing you two together last night and you just holding each other all night, there can be no doubt about it.”
“I know one thing. None of the guys who watch me online has ever gotten my attention. I think that might be a part of this.”
“And he is okay with what you do for a living?”
“Yes, and my attraction to you, other girls, and everything else. He says he has never met anyone like me before.”
“He is gone over you. How do you feel?”
“I never want it to end.”
“You are gone over him, too.”
The hotel people unlocked and opened the doors to the convention hall and several people entered. It was time to go to work. I gave Cat a kiss, and she went to her table as I went to mine. Several of my colleagues had seen us at the party and asked me who he was. I told them he was just a guy I met yesterday, and he took me to dinner and the party. They all had knowing smiles for me.
Several of my regulars came by that morning and introduced themselves. I flirted with them all in the hopes of increasing my tip total in the future. As usual, I had invitations for dinner and everything else, but also as usual, I turned them all down. Telling them I have a boyfriend and didn’t date clients disappointed many of them but some of them seemed pleased to have at least tried. I gave out many informative pieces about me, my page, and YFC in general. The other girls were busy. While something else distracted me, Harry came in and smiled at me when I saw him. He waited until no one was around me and walked over.
“Do you think it might be possible for a guy to get a lunch date with his favorite girl?”
“That depends on what you are offering for dessert.”
“How about all the things we slept through last night?”
“That’s a fantastic place to begin.” I looked at the clock on the wall. “Will you look at that? I have been so busy I didn’t realize it was time for lunch.” I gave him my arm and turned to wave goodbye to Cat.
“Is she your special friend, Chelsea? She looks resigned to your being with me.”
“Yes, she is.”
“I would like to get to know her better. Why don’t we ask her to join us for lunch?”
“Dessert too?”
“Maybe not that. I think dessert alone with you would be the way to go.”
“She is frightened that she has lost me to you. Is there something we can do about that?”
“What did you have in mind?”
“Do you like her at all?”
“Not the way I like you.”
“Let’s invite her.”
“Okay. Come with me.”