Ed Keyes: Pilgrim of passion

They talked when they woke and she was filled with all sorts of fears. She was convinced that she was not going to go back to the house that she lived in and the people she was supposed to call foster parents. She just couldn't do it.

"I am going to run away from home," she said. "Why can't I come and live with you?"

He shook his head and his smile was sad. She could see that the idea appealed to him.

"Alicia, my dear," he said, slowly, "I would love to have you come and live with me, but, you know the kind of trouble that would get me into. No thanks."

"Well, what can I do?" she wailed. "I am not going back to school and I don't want to go home to those square fuddy duddys again. Not ever. So, what do I do? You got any ideas?"

He looked at her for a long time and she could see that he liked what he was looking at, and she moved closer to him so that his fingers could fondle her tingling breasts. He began to smile and she shivered as his fingertips squeezed her supersensitive flesh…

"You know," he said, thoughtfully, "you are an exceptionally beautiful girl and you are thoroughly amoral." He could see that she didn't quite understand.

"Horny," he said. "How would you like to get the hell out of here and go to Europe?"

"And what would I do in Europe?" she demanded.

He sighed and she could see that he was becoming a bit annoyed with her. That worried her. She didn't want him to become annoyed or displeased with her. He was her only friend at the moment and she didn't want to lose him. She sat up, her body glowing with good health and beauty and she smiled as she saw his gaze on the tiny slit between her lovely young thighs.

"Lisha," he said slowly, "I could talk to a friend of mine about you, and if she agrees that you are a fit candidate for what she does, she will send you to Europe and there you will be taught all of the various phases of sexual fun and games. You will become an expert in all of the various tricks and because you have become so expert, you will be able to earn great sums of money for the rest of your life. Would you like that kind of a life?"

"You mean be a whore," she said, quickly.

He shook his head. "No," he said, "I don't mean that. I mean that you go into training and others teach you how to perform all sorts of sexual acts better than anyone else."

"Like what would I learn?" she asked, smiling.

"Well, you would learn how to use your body to turn other people on, you would learn how to screw in all of the ways that there are, you would learn how to use your mouth on a cock or a cunt, whichever you are required to deal with at the moment… You would probably spend a couple of years learning and practicing. During this period of apprenticeship, the people who sponsor you and train you will take any money that you might earn. When you are graduated, and allowed to go on your own, your sponsors send you patrons and you begin to earn a fabulous living. And, I might add that I get a nice check for finding you. Now, do you want me to fix it up for you?"

"Maybe they wouldn't want me," Lisha said, forlornly.

He laughed at her. Then he told her that there was very little chance that she might not do. She was just too lovely and too well suited for such a life.

"They will want you, never fear," he said. "Now shall I talk to my friend about you?"

"Yes," she said, solemnly, fully aware that she was making an important decision. "I can't stay around this town without getting picked up. Then it is the hall for me. I'd rather go to Europe and learn how to have fun with my little pussy and stuff like that. So, you go ahead and fix it."

He kissed her on the tip of one nipple and then he lifted the telephone and began dialing. She put her hand on his plump thigh and then she began handling his genitals and when he became hard and erect, she began licking his organ while her fingernails delicately tickled his balls. He began talking and she tuned his words out of her consciousness. She slid her mouth down over his throbbing rod and then she began sucking him fiercely and when he burst in her mouth she devoured him as usual and she wondered how he was able to talk sensibly to anyone. He was patting her pale blonde hair and talking to someone, and when she was able to listen, she realized that he was praising her beauty and her ardor. She rewarded him with some more attention and after she made him come the second time, she stopped with her efforts and she sat up, very surprised to realize that she was shaking and experiencing many delicious little climaxes on her own.

When she began to take an interest in things again she noticed that he had finished with the phone and was sitting up in bed, watching her, smiling at her. He knew that she often got turned on so intensely that she lost all contact with her surroundings and reality and had to struggle for orientation. He lit a cigarette and when she reached for it, he handed it to her, and lit another for himself.

"I hope you know what you're doing," he said. "That was Phyllis I just talked with, and she is very much interested in helping you to run away from home. But, she gets a nice fat check for finding a pretty little thing like you. And, she has promised to give me half."

She stared at him, convinced that there was something very wrong about what he was doing with her.

"I am being sold into slavery," she said, "is that it?"

He burst out laughing. He sat up straight in the bed and he put his cigarette in the ash tray. When he finally stopped laughing he reached out and rumpled her shining blonde hair.

"Lisha, honey," he said, "you just don't understand. You wouldn't be any good to the people you are going to see if you were reluctant… I thought of sending them you because you are so damned horny and because you get so much fun out of fooling around. And, you like everything. So, you might as well make a career out of it. And, you say you have to get away from here anyway. So, that's why I fixed it with Phyllis. Now, let's get dressed and wait for her. She is coming over in a little while."

"To look me over?"

"Of course. You will meet lots of people who will look you over from now on. But, believe me, they will all like what they see. You will have a very wonderful life ahead of you, and you will enjoy it very much. I wouldn't let you start out on something if I thought that you wouldn't be happy doing it."

Wistfully, she said, "Will I see you again? I mean after I go to Europe?"

"Maybe. But, if you don't see me in Europe, you will see me when you come back here. And, you will come back here eventually. This is where the big money is and you will get so that you become very fond of big money."

They dressed and she was very careful with her makeup, eager to look her very best when Raoul's friend came to meet her. She brushed her shining golden hair, and then she worked to make her large gray eyes look even lovelier than they did naturally. She made up her soft, sullen mouth, knowing that it was one of her best features, and when she was finally finished in front of the mirror, she was very much impressed by her own loveliness.

She and Raoul were sitting in his living room sipping some coffee that he had made when Phyllis arrived. Raoul answered the door chimes and he returned with a tall, beautiful blonde girl.

"This is Phyllis," he said, "Phyllis, this is Alicia Franks. I've already told you about her."

Alicia smiled at the pretty blonde and she was warmed when Phyllis smiled back at her.

"You didn't tell me that she was as lovely as she is," Phyllis said. "Raoul, she is lovely, truly lovely."

"You'll find a place for her?" Raoul asked, grinning.

"Of course."

Phyllis sat down and for a time, she talked with Alicia, explaining things to her.

"This evening I will take you to the airport and put you aboard a plane for Rome. You will be met in Rome by the people who will assume responsibility for you and your future. You will be treated very well and you will have lots of fun, but, most important of all, you will be taught to be very expert and very knowledgeable about all sorts of sex. And, I am sure that you will be very grateful to Raoul and me in time to come."