So I am sitting on the beach at the Carraba Restaurant.. drinking a mojito and waiting for my lunch. Wireless is beautiful. This trip has been quite eventful so fair.. and today is the first day I've made it to the sand... The live entertainment is performing Steele Pulse's "Life Without Music." Its windy.. but I'm in my pink and black polka dot bikini and looking rather fab if I do say so myself. :)
I flew out Friday night and arrived at 5:38am on Saturday, approximately and hour late. Nadia was waiting for me at the airport when I arrived... thank God. This was truly, the worst flight I've ever had in my life. I was sandwiched in a middle seat between a 350 lb man and a guy on his laptop. I slipped the ear buds into my ear and decided to watch the movie Kids on my iPod.... I knew it'd be a long flight. The fat dude fell asleep and kept falling into me. I kept nudging him.
He'd wake up and ask, "Did you need something?"
Uh.. yeah. For you to stop falling over on me. Grr..
The guy on the other side of me got on his laptop at 30,000 feet.. his keys were so loud that I could hear them click, click, clicking away over Rosario Dawson talking about how sex isthe best thing ever. Once the movie ended, I flipped over to Amy Wiehouse, ordered a coffee with Bailey's Irish Creme, opened my Jet Blue/ Bliss Spa pack, put lotion on my face, mint lip balm on my lips and pulled my eye mask over my face.
Click, Click, Click.
I turned the music up.
Click, Click, Click.
Grr...
I took my ear buds out and nudged the guy who was clueless. I mentioned to him, nicely, that he may want to consider taking his laptop in for servicing so they can spray air into the keys and loosen them so they wouldn't be so loud. He actually tried going into the control panel.. nice try, but what an idiot.
*SIDEBAR: THIS BRUCHETTA IS DISGUSTING.*
When the flight landed, I called Nadia first. Then my Miami "friend." I knew it was almost 6am, but I figured he'd probably be up in the studio or at some event. I was right..
"Hey baby, are you here?"
"I just landed. I haven't even gotten off the plane yet."
"Where are you staying?"
"At my girlfriend's house."
"I'll be done in about an hour. Can you wait up until then for me? I'll send a car for you."
I hadn't planned to see him, but I always know that if I'm in the area he will do his best to get some Love. So I agreed. I collected my bags, met Nadia at curbside, and settled in next to her. I received a second call.
"Baby. Can you just come straight to my house?"
"Umm... My girlfriend is here at the airport to get me."
"Tell her I know she isn't a taxi but I'll give her a couple of bucks for bringing you."
Nadia agreed. I agreed. So we started the drive south towards Star Island. I received another call.
"Okay, so you know I have people in town..."
I didn't. But he always has different artists in town, so that was no big deal.
"Well, I might need you to just go with the flow and just play along."
"Okay."
"I'll take good care of you, and you can stay here at the house until your trip is over."
I chuckled. "Sounds good baby."
I immediately started doing my makeup. "This is ridiculous," I thought, but I have a reputation to uphold. Lol!
We arrived at the house and Nadia instantly laughed. It was more opulent and over the top than I'd described. His security asked if I was expected. I said yes, he radioed inside. Nadia looked at me with disbelief. Yes... He of the infamous Versace Towel incident was real... And it was "that" obscene.
The bodyguard came to the gate, opened up and directed us to the left of the driveway. All the luxury cars were out for display, the Bentley, the Bogatta, the Mercedes... I called his cell again.
"Baby, Am I bringing my luggage in?"
"Yeah! You're staying, aren't you?"
Ugh and Grr..
From the driveway we could see that he was having a party. We could see straight through the glass front doors that there were people in the foyer. I looked at Nadia. I had her grab my makeup and put it back in my luggage as we opened the trunk. The security guy that had called in to approve my entrance opened my car door. I told him we were grabbing luggage. He gave me this curious look. As we collected my bags he asked if I had any weapons or bombs in my bag. I looked at him and reminded him that I just came from the airport... He apologized for the delay in getting me inside and brought my things inside the house. He set my bags by the steps and sad he was going to leave them here for the moment. I informed him that HE wanted me to go into one of the spare bedrooms. He asked me to wait there and he went into the living room where the party had segued to ask Mr. Man where to put me.
John Kodiak, one of the directors from the industry came out.. I thought he was someone else, my friend's engineer... and greeted him like I knew him. He knew me though.. so you know, whatever. :)
He informed the security that I was to go up to the 2nd master bedroom suite opposite my friend's suite. I'd have my own wing of the house. I started to unpack my toiletries so I could slide into the shower and noticed Him walking through the bedroom door. He greeted me with a kiss.
"Hey baby. Just do me a favor and stay in here for a bit and I'll be in later to see you."
"No problem baby.. I'm tired. I couldn't sleep on the plane. It was a horrible flight. I'm going to take a shower and climb in bed. Enjoy your guests."
"You're such a great girl. I'll be back later."
He gave me a kiss and left. I climbed in the shower, showered and shaved. I climbed in bed and was sleep in no time. I was awakened an hour later.. the party had ended and he was standing over me in his boxers. I smiled. What a way to be awakened.
Then I realized the truth.
"Baby. I did so much coke tonight. I need you to help me out really quick then I'll be back to take good care of you later."
Wait... did he really say that? I sat up and it sunk in. He had a certain blonde celebutante in his bed and couldn't get it up... so he needed, required... MY assistance so he could fuck her. I smiled. I had to hold back the laughter. I gave him what he needed. Within a minute he went from flaccid to fully erect. Thanked me, and started heading to the door - being lead by a now solid member. I shook my head. My life is crazy. He took 5 steps towards the door and was like, "Fuck that, I gotta hit that pussy," and turned back towars the bed. 5 good strokes and I was back to sucking all of my cum off him. He promised to return later.
*Enter serious laughter.*
Yeah... Soon as the heavy wooden door closed I was laughing hysterically.
I went back to sleep to the sound of his bed squeeking and her moaning away. I smiled. Damn, I'm good.
Sometime later I woke up to him climbing in bed with me.
"I promised I'd be back."
At least I was rested...
"I started giving him brain... He started licking my cat. He moved behind me and drove deep and hard and lovely. It was insane how good it was. I shook my head. His little blonde friend had no clue I was in the house. Now that's "Hot." ;-D
I bite the skin on my forearm to keep from moaning loudly. I buried my face in the pillow. He laid down and I climbed on top of him.
"Ooooh.. Please baby. I want you to squirt all over me."
I obliged.
"Spit in my mouth."
Hell ya.. I got so fucking hot. I wondered to myself if she knew that I was spitting in his mouth after sucking him off in the next room... My imaginary dick got rock hard. I started to throb.
Sometimes.. I amaze myself.
I came thrice. He once. Then he slipped out of bed and into the bathroom in my suite to clean up. I looked at my phone to check the time, (9:45am) then joined him and we chatted for a minute.
"Baby, I'm going to need a car to take me to the beach in a bit. I need to go to the spa to get my nails done before I go do this event tonight."
"I may have to get you a room. I think my son is going to come stay tonight and that might be a little ackward."
I chuckled under my breath... So it'd be awkward for his son to be in the house but not for some chick he's fucking to be in the next room, not knowing he's fucking the shit out of me. :)
I agreed.. I didn't need a room, but I know how he is. He likes knowing that someone is close by so he "can" if he has time.
Soon as he left my room I texted my other half.
"Hope Jamaica did you good."
"It did."
"Can't wait to see you. I have the jucicest story."
My phone rang.
"Tell me."
"(Laughs) Tell me something... Can you see my ego?"
"What do you mean?"
"I'm in Miami, you're in LA. Can you see my ego way over there?"
"Why? What you do?"
I began to slowly explain the story. When I got to good part, he got excited.
"Oh baby! That's so fucking hot!"
"I know.. Isn't it? You know how you always tell me that the one thing that's wrong with me is I think I have a dick?"
"Yeah. Its true."
"Well my dick is rock fucking hard... I can't believe this fucker actually figured out how to turn me on! I'm so mad at that!"
He laughed at me. "You are so cute. I want to do that."
"Yeah? I can't even tell him how hot that was. It would go to his head. I can't let him know that I loved that. I'm just so excited that he was so turned on and wanted to fuck... but he knew that only I could get it hard. That was worth the price of admission alone."
"Tell me about it."
He proceeded to tell me about his trip to Jamaica. The girl he fucked, the girl he wants us to use together in L.A... I smiled, laughed, and giggled then hung up.
Suddenly it started...
I could hear the bed moving in the next room. I heard her moaning. Smiling, I listened.. he was really putting in work this morning. I set up my laptop and started checking emails.
I love my life.
I spoke to Moustacy from BGOL on the phone while doing my makeup. Nadia's friend Nico came to pick me up from the hotel around 1am. We drove up to The Rollexx (Correct spelling, I think.) I fell in love with him. He's my new gay protege'. :-D We chit chatted, got to know each other.. When we arrived, we made our way to side door and met Nadia. She's my HEART! The night was so much fun. I met one of Nadia's friends, recently single, that I think is so hot... and I don't usually like studs that way. But you know how I am about dreds. She was cool until I saw her with the recent ex-girlfriend. DRAMA.
I made friends with Nadia's friends, ate, had 3 glasses of champagne, a shot of Patron in honor of Nadia and a remy and coke. Nico drove me back to my hotel that my friend got me (on the beach,) and I settled in for the night. Called my honey, emailed my oldest kid... turned on some music, showered and went to bed.
I woke up this morning, checked email, surfed BGOL, Okayplayer and AVN. Then I approved comments and deleted spam from MySpace. While sitting here at the outdoor bar having a late lunch I met 52 year old former porn star, Maria Malachinko, her son and his boyfriend. She's invited me to a salsa club later... but I'll be a Prive with Nadia and friends or the rest of the weekend's birthday festivities. :) I hope her friend is there. I keep seeing myself kissing her. :)
I think Maria and friends and I shocked the civilians near by as I relayed the story of last night...
I'm a whore not a slut. Whore's get paid. :) Sluts give it away and can't pay the bills the next day. Okay... this is my last mojito. I think I'm on #5. hehehe!
~*~ Sinny ~*~
ps, I only chose "Drunk" because they didn't have tipsy available. :)