Note- Another tale of retired adult movie actress Tami Monroe. Featuring another AVN Hall of Famer, Racquel Darrian.
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Little Tami Monroe arrived at ten thirty on a fine monday evening at the NYU Langone's Tisch Hospital to begin her eight hour shift. She was well into her externship and hoped to become a fully trained Medical Assistant. The tiny, but stacked blonde had once been a regular actress in the porn movie business and had been inducted into the AVN in 1999 after beginning her career in her teens. After she had stepped away from that world she had spent time on the exotic dance circuit, but now had relocated to her original home of New York City.
Tami greeted the outgoing charge nurse as she arrived on the third floor and began her paperwork. Her blonde locks were in a long ponytail and she wore the usual royal blue tunic with short sleeves and concealed front zip. As she studied the list of current patients, the nurse looked back over her shoulder.
"Oh, by the way, there is a new patient who says she knows you. Racquel something. Well, see ya."
Tami pondered and put her chin on her upturned hand. Who did she know called Racquel? She wracked her brain but couldn't recall anyone in the local area by that name.
The first hour passed quickly as she kept herself busy, then she studied the list of patients in her care. Only two tonight. A man named Wilson, and a woman named Racquel. Hmm. Tami walked up to room 3A, knocked softly and entered. Wilson was asleep. She checked his pulse and chart and let him be. Next up was 3C. Slightly nervous the blonde knocked and a voice answered to enter.
"Well hello you! Its Tami Monroe right?"
A stunning russet haired woman in her forties smiled back with perfect white teeth, her pretty face framed by the lustrous curtain of hair. Her right foot was in a bandage and propped up from the end of the bed.
"Hi, er, Racquel right?"
"Babe, its me! Racquel Darrian!"
The penny dropped and Tami remembered the famous Penthouse Pet of 1990, not to mention one of the most beautiful women ever to appear in porn. How could she forget, they had been together in the same movie only once though.
Night Trips Two was the title, directed by Andrew Blake, and they had enjoyed a wild time, on set and off.
"Why hi there, what happened to you?" Tami pointed to the injury.
"Oh boy, I was dancing at the Penthouse Executive Club when my heel broke and I sprained my ankle. Now I'm stuck in New York. Anyway come, come sit by me. You look great in your little uniform."
Tami sat and the two exchanged pleasantries, discussed their latest lives and recent history, each had a lot to say. After a half hour the pair were getting along like they had never been apart and laughed aloud at their shared memories.
"Oh yeah! Do you remember the last night of our shoot on Night Trips?" Said Tami.
"Do I! What a hoot! I remember being mad at Derrick. We had just finished our love scene for the movie and I wanted to go party and he said no. He was always so clingy, I never could fuck any other guy on film, only him. Boring!"
She referred to her former husband, Derrick Lane, a hunk of a guy and well hung. It was only late in her career that Racquel performed with other actors on film. In truth she was quite a slut in her private life and it all caught up with her when she was fired by Vivid, the studio she was under contract to for inappropriate behaviour.
Tami looked up to the ceiling of the hospital room and became lost in the memory of 1990.
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It had been quite a big production for her, and she had been thrilled to be a part of it. Just over a year into the business she was getting lots of attention from directors intrigued by her beauty and performances. It was a lesbian scene and Racquel and Derrick made out together alongside. By the end of the evening they were all done and Racquel had stormed over to her with a big pout. She was still in her outfit of a black stretchy micro skirt and boob tube. A long sleeved back leather jacket draped over her shoulders.
"Fucking bastard, he pisses me off so much sometimes!"
"You alright babe?"
Tami had just turned twenty and was still in awe of everything around her. She stood up from her chair and straightened her black mini skirt. The high heeled shoes and black stockings made her appear older than she was.
"Fuck it! Fuck him! Hey Tami, want to go to a party?"
"Sure, is it far?"
"No, come on, we'll take my car."
Tami had been taken by the hand and hurried outside. On the drive over to the San Fernando Valley Racquel raged about Derrick being a bore and her being tied to a ball and chain.
"This is gonna be so much fun, do you know Sean Michaels?"
"Well, I know OF him, never met the guy."
"Well, you my girl are in for a treat. The party is at his house in the valley."
They arrived and heard music from the house as they parked in the drive alongside several other cars. The Californian sun had set long ago but the evening air was still warm. Although in five inch heels Tami just reached five feet tall alongside the taller titian haired figure. They were welcomed in and a man yelled across the crowded room to Sean who came over to see the latest guests.
"Well, well, look here. The Goddess of Porn herself. Good evening Racquel."
The six foot plus shaven haired black man had bowed and took the girls hand and kissed it. He stepped back to take in the leggy knockout and whistled. Then he turned to the petite blonde and grinned.
"And who might this be?"
"Say hello to Tami Monroe, she is gonna be big, I guarantee." Gushed Racquel.
Sean also kissed her hand and spread his hands, and Tami had blushed like a teenager.
"Welcome to my little gathering ladies. Hope you got lots of energy, this may go on for a while."
The two girls looked at each other and nodded excitedly. They mingled with the crowd in the large downstairs room and each were handed a glass. For a good hour the two danced and drank and began to feel the effect of the alcohol. About midnight the main throng began to thin out and Sean rejoined them after he had vanished for a while.
"Girls, you having fun? If you want even more, follow me to my special room."
"Whooo, the special room! Interested Tami?" Racquel laughed.
"Bring it on!" Said the blonde, "I'm up for anything."
The tall black man led the way to the downstairs guest room. There were two extra wide doors that opened outwards and inside the girls saw a bathroom, large sofa and in the center a big bed. It was covered with aubergine coloured satin sheets and baby wipes and bottles of lube were scattered around.
"Hey, say hi to Ray girls."
Ray Victory, an up and coming black pornstar stood totally naked by the bed. His ebony skin seemed to glisten in the low light of the room as he stood with arms crossed. Broad shoulders, small waist, over six feet and very well hung he looked a picture. A huge pipe of a cock drooped from his trimmed groin several inches in length and Tami mouthed the word wow under her breath. She was very impressed with his extremely sculptered torso and tree trunk legs, but mainly her eyes remained focused on his great knob with the mushroom shaped crown.
"And right over there is Tom." Sean pointed to the seated man.
Racquel managed to tear her eyes from Ray and looked at the other naked black man as he rose from the sofa. Almost as tall as Sean the man had muscular chest and arms and an impressive six pack. He had a tight and dimpled butt that gave the dark haired woman butterflies in her stomach. His flaccid chocolate hued member hung down between his thighs and looked to be near on nine inches. He was completely hairless, his pelvis narrow and the abs were well formed where they met his hips. She turned to Tami and whispered.
"You ever fucked a black guy honey?"
"Yeah, last year, in a movie with Heather Hunter, it was really hot. You?"
Racquel didn't answer but gave a big wink with her left eye.
Sean came back from the side of the room after he had turned up the air conditioning. He had stripped off and had started to rub his big prick with his fist. The ladies gawked at the mans thick girth and the smooth dark skin over the very large vein that ran the whole line of his shaft.
"We weren't expecting you ladies, but we're always ready for anything, as you can see."