"Not another one, mom- when are you gonna stop bringing home these losers from the strip club?" Skye shot her mother a disapproving look.
"This one's different, Skye; he's young, and he's a very talented musician, and just wait till you see him- he's so good looking." Star was hoping her daughter accepted her new 'loser'.
"You better be nice to him." Star looked aside and lowered her voice. "We got hitched last night"
"What- you married him!" It was not a question. "Oh mom, how could you be so stupid..." Skye reeled.
"If you don't like my taste in men, why don't you just move out" Star snarled.
"Oh, and then what would I do for money, mom- the only jobs around here are working at strip clubs like you" Skye responded, with mockery in her voice.
"Just because you're smart and got a full ride at the University of Nevada this fall doesn't make you better than me." Star's voice grew shrill. "I could have gone to college, but I had to drop out of school to raise you. I've been one of the top strippers in this town since I was your age."
"Well, you won't be much longer, mom. Your tits are starting to sag and you are getting crow's feet around your eyes" Skye snapped back at her mom. She instantly regretted the words as Star ran into the bedroom, sobbing. Star was still a beautiful woman with dark blue eyes, auburn hair and a voluptuous body with flawless, porcelain white skin. But she would turn forty soon, and even a woman as striking as Star would lose her beauty before long.
Though her mom's endless parade of well-hung losers made her furious, Skye had to give Star credit for having raised her all alone. Skye didn't know who her biological father was except that it appeared that he had evidently been of Native blood. Skye didn't look anything like her mom, except for having inherited her voluptuous body. Skye's hair and eyes were nearly coal black, and she had skin that could go from pale to nut brown in just one lazy afternoon in the sun. Though her mother had to wear sunscreen anytime she was near an open window, Skye loved the sun.
Over the years her mom had brought home one loser after another hoping they would be the answer to having someone to love her and provide for them. But a younger out of work musician living out of his van was not likely the kind of man who would turn things around for them.
Still her mom was determined to keep Branson around and after a few weeks Skye's defenses were starting to slide. Branson was different from the other men her mom brought home. For one thing he was at least 10 years younger than Star, and with his strong fit body, hazel eyes and long dark hair her mom had not exaggerated about him being good looking. On top of that he was only about 8 years older than Skye herself, who had just recently turned 18. In fact, he was the type of man Skye herself may have dated had she met him first.
If that wasn't enough, he could play the guitar and sing with a perfect pitch he had the looks and the voice that made women swoon, but unfortunately, guitar players were a dime a dozen in Las Vegas and so far he had only picked up a few low paying gigs, when he met Star he was making money by singing and playing on the strip.
Most of his money and tips had been spent at a local strip club where Star worked and he had fallen hard for the beautiful redheaded woman with massive 38 G breasts and the fact that she liked her sex a bit rough made it a match made in heaven, or so he had thought. After one extremely passionate night spent fucking the daylights out of Star in his van, he had asked her to marry him, and they had gone to the little chapel on the hill and tied the knot. Sure, they may have been a bit wasted but it seemed like such a good idea at the time.
Even though Branson knew Star was a stripper and he himself was strapped for cash it didn't stop him from going into a jealous rage every time he saw Star take another man into the back room for a private dance. Then seeing the satisfied look on these men's faces after receiving one of Star's famous private lap dances, Branson would go berserk. He'd gotten into a row with a couple of the men after they left the club. Now he was banned from the premises.