Party Girl
Chapter 7
"It took a little digging, but I found her. You wouldn't believe what she does to support herself. She has a show this evening at the Los Angeles County Fair. I'll let you know how things go."
Angelica Juliette Ramiez, whose moniker is AJ. She looked more like a fashion model than a private investigator. She was often told she resembled the actress Selma Hayek, known from her many movie roles such as Ajak in the Marvel movie "
Eternals".
The difference was that unlike the actress who stood at five foot two inches tall, AJ was over nine inches taller.
Originally from Southern California's City of Inglewood she naturally felt at home in the warmth of the regions climate despite it being mid-October. That's what people loved the most about Southern California, the climate and AJ was no different. The traffic was much more congested since the days when she'd lived there. Streets once considered alleys and rarely used, were now short cuts that received more traffic than designed to handle.
The sprawling city couldn't hide its population, almost everyone owned at least one vehicle. Unlike eastern cities with crowded sidewalks, Los Angeles had congested streets and freeways. Now that she'd found her target, she had time on her hands, she drove her late model Honda Civic east to Pomona. She made a good decision checking out of her hotel, despite the short distance in actual miles, the traffic could make ten miles seem like fifty. She'd hoped to take in some sights from her old neighborhood, but Pomona was on the eastern corner of Los Angeles County, and she was probably in for a late night.
She decided to get some sleep at a local hotel; the show wasn't scheduled until 2100 hours. It was hard for her not to think of time outside of the military time, it was precise, and she liked that. After only ten years in the Marines, that would likely be the last habit she'd lose. She'd planned on putting in twenty, but the accident earned her a Purple Heart and an early discharge and disability status.
She was about to step into the shower when her phone rang. Trotting out to retrieve it from the double bed where she'd spread out her gear.
"Hey there! Long time no hear from,"
she said to the familiar voice.
"What? Really? Can you send them to me? Yes, text will be fine. Oh...I'm sorry, I can't I'm in LA...No idea."
She paused and listened for a while, curling a long lock of her black hair with one hand, as she sat cross-legged on the bed bouncing her foot up and down. His talk was arousing her, he always had that effect on her. His deep sexy voice was an aphrodisiac. It wasn't so much what he said but how he said it. Her nipples hardened at the thought of meeting up with him again. They'd been exclusive at one time, but now they are just friends and occasional lovers.
"I'll call you when I get back. Drinks sound great. Buh-bye."
She sat there a few moments imagining his face and then his large cock. She was already naked, her hand had plans of its own as it parted the lips of her pussy and she sighed. Reaching into her bag she retrieved her traveling companion, it was small, but mighty. She thought a "good cum" would help her to nap for a few hours. She moved it first to her proud breasts. Along with her movie star face, her Marine training and commitment to fitness, she had the body plastic surgeons wish they could sculpt. The humming on her nipples sent trembles through her body and right to her clit. She pulled a nipple to her mouth as she lowered the toy tracing the space between her major and minor lips. The feeling was good, she moaned. Not as good as the real thing, but good enough, she thought. Thinking she'd be too lethargic after her play; she brought her little friend with her into the shower. The warm water and her ministrations were perfect. She'd get a good afternoon nap.
Several hours later she sat among the audience. The show was what you'd expect, and it was packed full. Hundreds of people filled the open-air theater eager to watch friends and strangers make fools of themselves after being hypnotized on stage. The hypnotist did the popular things, making her participants bark like dogs, meow like cats and imitate other animals. They jumped up from chairs when told they were hot. However, in this age where almost anything goes, the show stopped just short of being "X Rated". The hypnotist had to intervene on several occasions to prevent participants from removing clothing and completely exposing themselves. At least five relationships were changed that night as both male and female participants were eager to be intimate with total strangers of either sex. The audience hooted and howled for them to continue, despite being unable to hear their cheers, under the hypnotic spell.
The audience watched as the hypnotist found three of the most susceptible and displayed her utter control over them. It made for a great show, one she'd performed hundreds of times with all kinds of audiences improving the timing of her jokes and her movement on stage. Dr. Dolores Munoz, or Dr. Dee also known as Karen Martin was a very good performer and showman. Due to state law, before the show was over, and the audience dispersed she needed to make certain all the participants were free of her soporific power.
The post hypnotic suggestion she left with each contestant ensured their partner, spouse or significant other would enjoy each other's company that night. It was her gift the them for being part of her show and being good sports. However, those surprised by their mates willingness to have sex with complete strangers regardless of gender may have had different experiences. Well, that's showbiz.
Back in her trailer, Doctor Dee relaxed with her feet up smoking a joint and drinking a Dos Equis XX. It wasn't hard work, and she was well compensated. Her trailer served as her dressing room and home while on the road, traveling the state from county to county following the fairs until the State Fair in Sacramento at the end of July.
There was a knock on the door, Dee beckoned for them to enter, it wasn't locked. Two participants from the evening's show felt compelled to visit Dr. Dee. They ditched their partners and friends with lies that would guarantee they had the rest of the night free.
"Won't you come in. Have a seat. Thank you for coming. Relax. Would you like a water or soda, beer, or toke?"
She held out the half-smoked cannabis cigarette.
Both sat but otherwise declined her offers, they always struggled to understand why they were there.
"How much time do we have?"
Doctor Dee asked, looking at the man then the woman.
"The rest of the night,"
