"Do you mind if I look out the window a bit, Tracy? I
like to do that sometimes."
"Sure. Let me just lay here. You can join me when
you can."
Miss K climbed off the bed naked and walked over to
the window, gazing at the Manhattan skyline from her
perch. Blankly staring off into the distance, she
stood there thinking. Eventually, her gaze focused on
that flood lit spot in the distance, out by the edge
of Manhattan.
"Hey Tracy."
"Yeah," Tracy replied, rolling over onto her other
side so she could look at her friend.
"I have an idea," Miss K continued, turning from the
window to face Tracy. "But first, I wanna know
something."
"What?"
"How soon can you get your stuff taken care off?"
"What do you mean?"
"Like your possessions and such."
Thinking for a second, Tracy replied, "well, I live
with a bunch of girls I get along with in the club,
plus I got my fam nearby, so they could get my stuff.
What's up?"
"Well, you know how I told you I'm rich, right?"
"Yeah." Sitting herself up on her side, Tracy asked,
"what does this mean to me and my stuff?"
"Well, anyway, I'm a multi-millionaire. Not Bill
Gates money, but my net worth is in the 9 figures. In
short, I have more money than I know what to do with,
and it's nice and secure, too. I'm sick of this city.
Aren't you?"
Bringing her hand to her chin, Tracy thought about her
response, then said, "well, I've always wanted to see
the world, you know. Paris, London, Tokyo, all that
good stuff. What does this mean to me?"
"Well, I'm thinking about going on a road trip. A
very long road trip, something like cross-country.
Anyway, I figured that I'd need a traveling buddy, and
I'm wondering if you could come along."
"Me? Well, I dunno?"
"Think about it. I seem like a nice guy, right?"
"Yeah, I guess?"
"Plus, we could go around, visiting lots of states,
have lots of fun sex. What do ya think?"
"Hmm?well, all I have is the stripping job. I have no
real reason to hang around. Besides, I've lived in
New York all my life. I'm sick of this place. I'll
roll with you."
"Thanks," Miss K replied, bending down to plant
another kiss on Tracy's forehead. "Tell ya what. Go
home right now and pack yourself a suitcase. Get on
the horn with your family and get all your goods
accounted for tomorrow." Walking over to her vanity
to pick up a pen and a slip of paper, Miss K scribbled
down her cell phone number and handed it to Tracy.
"When you're ready to go tomorrow, call me. I'll pick
you up, and we'll have the time of our lives."
"Really?"
"Sure. No problem. And trust me?I'm not a serial
killer or anything."
Taking the piece of paper, Tracy got off the bed and
slipped it into her coat. "I suppose so. If you were
going to kill me, I'd be dead by now."
"OK," Miss K replied, sneaking down to her knees and
giving Tracy's pussy a long lick.
"Hey!" Tracy screamed in shock. "That was a
surprise."
"And there's more of that where that came from."
"OK. Now leave me to get dressed!"
"Alright, Tracy," Miss K replied, hopping onto her bed
and laying down, staring at nothing in particular. "I
hope to hear from you tomorrow."
"You will!" Tracy said as she slipped on her panties
and jeans. She put on the rest of her clothes and her
coat, then waved as she walked out the door.
"See you tomorrow, my freaky friend!"
"See ya later, Tracy. You need a ride home?"
"No, I'm fine. Bye!" Tracy said as she waved goodbye
to Miss K. Miss K collapsed back on the bed as Tracy
closed the door, smiling as she thought about the
adventure to come.t.
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