It was about a week after she had answered the ad that she got the call.
"Samantha? This is Lynn, I placed an ad in your Campus Newspaper and you sent me an email?" the voice on the other end of the connection said into her ear. Definitely not a Southerner, Sami quickly judged by the lack of accent.
"Yes Lynn, but please, I'd prefer if you called me Sami, if you don't mind," Sami replied, "Yes, Sami; S-A-M-I, that's right," she said further in answer to Lynn's request of clarification and correct spelling.
They talked for several minutes and when Sami heard the rate of fifty bucks an hour, she wanted this gig very badly, now. Agreeing on a day and time that worked around Sami's schedule, they planned a meeting at Lynn's French quarter studio-apartment.
Well, thought Sami, this might turn out to be a good thing; Lynn sure sounded nice, Sami thought further.
Sami's week was going reasonably well; business had been good at The Grille and she had banked some good coin. Her classes were easy, so easy for her that she thought she could probably miss half of them and still pull A's, but of course, she wouldn't do that, that wasn't in her to cut classes.
She had a brand new playmate that she had met through Nikki, and that just added to the roll Sami was on, she felt.
__________________
Her name was Lin Su, an Afro-Asian in her late thirties and she owned one of the higher-end galleries in the City. She was at the 'private' showing of Erotic Art that Sami had gone to with Nikki. She and Sami had found themselves drawn to the same collection of Lesbian Erotica, and wound up talking to each other for most of the night.
Lin Su and Nikki knew each other, of course, and had even shared a bed together, once or twice; okay, maybe more than once or twice. In any event, when Nikki asked Lin Su if she'd like to join her and Sami for a nightcap at Nikki's place, Lin Su was eager to say yes.
They had a wonderful time, the three of them, at Nikki's, so much so that both Lin Su and Sami wound up spending the night. Since Nikki didn't have a class scheduled for the next morning, Lin Su offered to drop Sami at school on her way to her place.
It was during that drive that Lin Su had asked Sami if she'd be interested in coming over for dinner one night and Sami had accepted. That night was to be tonight, and Sami was very much looking forward to a little one on one with Lin Su.
Lin Su was small in stature, no more than 5'4" and probably no more than a hundred pounds. Her body was proportionate in all respects with small breasts and slim hips but with a very tight, firm ass. Lin Su wore her hair short, cut close to her face and head, and had an set of gray-blue eyes that contrasted starkly to her darkened skin-tone.
Lin Su's eyes were 'slightly' Asian at first glance but not as much as they would have been had she been full-blood Asian. And Lin Su was incredibly limber in bed, Sami found out when the three of them had played that night at Nikki's.
Lin Su would pick Sami up at her dorm around six'ish and Sami was looking forward to it, in a big way.
When Sami emerged from her shower, she noticed that an envelope had been pushed through her mail-slot and was lying on the floor. Retrieving it, Sami opened it and found a typed note, along with a smaller envelope that was sealed. Opening the typed note, Sami read;
Sami, I thought it best that these should be given to you. Do whatever you wish with them, but neither of us would want these to fall into the wrong hands. I promise you that I deleted the files and have kept no copies.
The note was unsigned.
Opening the smaller envelope, Sami found four pictures of Bonnie, lying on a bed, blindfolded and with her hands tied to bedposts. In all of the pictures, Bonnie had a different girl straddling her head, but with faces turned so that recognition wasn't possible. In the pictures, Bonnie was obviously servicing the girls.
Sami felt a stabbing pain in her chest for a moment, and then, quickly tearing them into tiny pieces, she burned the photos in her metal waste can while dealing with a myriad of emotions. Once burned, Sami allowed a small smile to her face as she thought of how she and Bonnie were very liberal with each other in regards to casual sex-play with others.
She had fun, she enjoyed it, whatever 'it' was, Sami thought; if she hadn't, Bonnie would have said something, knowing that Sami would've done something to make it right.
"I love you, babygirl," Sami said out loud, in her room, alone with her memories.
"Call me Su, Sami," Lin Su said to Sami when she had picked up this gorgeous, blond Amazon. Su loved tall women, especially tall, blonde women and was so looking forward to getting Sami into her bed; just them, the two of them.
Reaching over with a kiss to Sami before she drove off, Su slapped her shift into first gear, popped the clutch, and left a sixty-foot trail of burned rubber marks, laughing at Sami's shriek when she did it.
"Damn, girl, I love this fucking car," Su said loudly to combat the road noise from the top being down, and the twin exhausts of the powerful, vintage, Corvette.
Laughing with Su, Sami let her hair fly behind her as Su sped them towards her home.
Looking down from a third floor window, one of Sami's residents smiled when she saw the cute, dark-complexioned chick kiss Sami just before peeling out of the parking lot. Smiling, Brenda filed that piece of data into the stewpot that was her brain.
"Mmm, that feels good, baby, that feels really good," Su said to Sami as her hands caressed the top of Sami's head as it moved up and down between her legs.
Sami helped Su with the meal once they had gotten to her large, turn-of-the-century home on the edge of the Garden District. They shared prep duties, glasses of wine, and many touches and kisses.
Eating quickly, both of them hurriedly finished the delicious broiled sole and steamed veggies; throwing the rinsed dishes into the dishwasher, they headed to Su's hot tub.
Su's breasts were much smaller than Sami's B-cup twins but Sami loved the feel of them to her hands and mouth.
