Fresh off The Bus

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So this was L.A.

Bunny stared out the window as the palm trees came into view. This was sure a heck of alot different from her teeny little shitkicker town. But this was where she was gonna make her fame and fortune, for sure.

She had left her sweet , but slightly slow boyfriend behind, promising she'd be back in 6 months once she made her fame and fortune, or gave up. But Mamma didnt raise no quitter.

The bust stopped at the station and everyone piled out into the hot sunny day. She took her one suitcase, and re-adjusted her straw cowboy hat. Bunny stretched , put on her shades and smiled.

" Y'all get ready, cuz Bunny is a comin" she whispered with a smile looking around.

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Please, please, PLEASE, be literate, use some grammar and punctuation, and be descriptive..I'm not into brainless one liners

Bunny Thomkins

Age ; 18
Height ; 5' 8"
Weight: A curvy, but proportionate 140 lbs
Eyes: Sky Blue
Hair: Cornflower blonde
..has freckles along the bridge of her nose, a big round juicy ass, full firm 34DD - 38-34 figure
dressed out in dark blue cowboy boots, a faded denim skirt, a blouse tied Daisy-Mae style to support her bust, and her straw cowboy hat
 
Frank

I often hang around the bus station looking for new talent, especially when I am short of girls. Two of them took off last week. One went home to mama and another left with one of her johns, for better pastures so I needed to fill my list to keep my cribs occupied.

There was a country bumpkin with a cowboy hat yet, Blonde hair and blue eyes wouldnt hurt, especially with my largely black and hispanic clientele.

I walked up to her and said "Hi honey. Got a place to go? Need a job? I can get you good money and get you into the office of a good agent and talent scout"

Frank 6'4" 230 lb blond hair blue eyes
Been doing this in LA for fifteen years and know the right players
 
" whoa whoa, simma down there big feller, one question at a time"

Bunny smiled up at the big handsome lug. He seemed of no determined age () hint(), and wearing pretty nondescript clothes ( another hint, lol), but he did seem like a purdy friendly soul.

" And the name's Bunny, not honey, I dont even know your name pardner, so what makes ya'll think Ah'm gonna believe you're some movie agent?"
 
Frank

"My name is Frank and I'm 38 years old"

"I'm not a movie agent and I didnt say I was. I just said I knew how to get you into the office of one"

"Actually I'm a promoter. I look for opportunities and put them together whch leaves lots of openings for people who need them"

"As I said, I've been doing this for over fifteen years so I do know the territory"

"how about it, Bunny. Can I be of help?"

I stood there in my chinos and a sport shirt, typical of the LA life style and waited for what she might want to say to me. It was no skin off my ass either way. There would be another bus arriving in 15 minutes with more young girls looking for the moon, and I had it to give to them if they wanted it.

But there was something about her. She might take a little training but I had thre feeling she would be worth the trouble.
 
Bunny just smirked as he rendered his obviously practiced speech

" So ya'll promote things do ya Frank?" she gave him a once over..not bad lookin for a feller near her daddy's age

" Well about ya'll buy a country girl a drink, its fierce hot and ah been trapped on that there bus for damn near 20 hours, and ah'm thirstier than a cactus"

She picked up her light suitcase and waited for the gent and ot see what exactly he had in mind
 
Frank

"Let me carry that", and I grabbed the bag away from her and led her out the door into stifling heat, and to my big black Cadillac.

I opened the door for her, and then put the bag in the back seat. Once started, the air conditioning cooled the air and she sat back as I asked if she had a place to go, or did she need a place to stay at no cost?

I told her I had a furnished apartment she could have free for the weekend until she got herself organized, and drove her straight to it. There was a bottle of wine chilling in the fridge and that would suffice for the drink and I didnt think she was old enough to walk into a bar.

Well- how about it?
 
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Sitting out the gates of the lavish apartment plaza, Bunny had to admit, the boy was slick. She did have a few hundred bucks in her pocket, enough for a few weeks. And this would be a good way to start.

"Honey child Frank, ah just dont know if you're some serial killah or something"

She just frankly smiled at him, he probably wanted a piece of her juicy fruit ass. And she was a horny bitch she had to admit. Only 5 things she was really good at were, drinking, dancing, licking, sucking and fucking.

" But hows about I come up for ah little ole drink and get to know ya'll abit?"
 
Frank

I laughed and said "I aint no serial killer and if I were, I wouldnt kill a sweetie like you"

We got out of th car and I carried her bag to the door of unit #4,which I opened with the key and then handed it to her assuring hyer that I didnt have a dupl,icate in my pocket.

We too a quick tour, showing her the bathroom and bedroom which were sparsely furnished buy adequate. In the kitchen I got out the wine and an op0ener and poured us a pair of glasses, which wwe clinked and I wished her good luck, and we each took a sip.

I showed her the coffee pot, filters and a can of coffee, the sugar and fake cream if she wasnted it.

In thye freezer part of the fridge there was a pizza and a few TV dinners, enough to get he by fior a few days

Then I told her that LA was a tough town. "hundreds of girls arrive every day looking for the moon, and esach one is prettier and sexier than the last one. It aint easy but if yoiu will let me, I can help."

I didnt lay a hand on her, andf it was getting toward evening so I excused myself after we talked a while. She kep asking about my "Promotions" but I evaded the issue, just saying "I can help if you want it but you dont have to do anything you dont want to"

Then I left and picked up my cell phone and called Brutus (that isnt his name - it's just what we call him}. He's the bouncer at the strip cliub I own and I told him we had a new girl to educate and to get some of his buddies and come over and do a train on her

"Call me in the morning and let me know how everything went, and I'll take it from there"
 
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Frank's avoiding of the issue kinda pissed her off, and he wasnt exactly responding to any of her flirtations, so this was weird to say the least

But the apartment was real nice and cozy, if a bit sparce. She would stay the night at the very least, with her switch blade under her pillow if he actually was gonna come over and skin her like a possum.

After he left, I polished off the wine bottle in about 20 minutes, and decided to get the stink of the road off myself.

I got out of my loose clothes and got into the shower, and proceeded to suds up and hose down
 
Frank

Brutus clled and said he had tried to get into the apartment but apparently she had ther door blkocked and they couldnt get the door open

Smart girl, I thought and I went over and banged on the door. She answered asking who was there and I yelled "FRANK"

I suppose she peeked through the little window in the door, but it opened and she let me in. I asked if everything was OK and she said she had been in the shower and heard noises, but when she got dressed and came out nobody was there.

Sitting down to chat, I started to tell her about my enterprises.

"I own a strip club and if you like, we can give you as job there to make a few bucks until you get something better."

And, if you need even more money, I have another facility where we can use you and you csan maker as much as you want to. Even over a thousand bucks a night if you8 want to. And, no taxes on any of it.

So, thats what I have to offer if you want it, but as I told you you dont have to do anything you dont want to.

I got up and looked and the wine bottle was empty. I apologized for not bringing any more, but sat back down and looked at her in her robe, and thought how good she would feel in a nice snuggle, and was glad my guys hadnt worked her over.

"Woukl you you like for me to go get some more wine and come back and keep you company?", I asked

"I think you know Im not a serial killer or anything like that.
 
To say Bunny was confused was slight understatement. For absolutely no reason Frank had returned to the apartment, and she didnt recall blocking the door off with the chair. But there it was, and so was he.

Weird.

She was begining to get alot more nervous about him untill he finally spilled that he ran strip club.

" ya mean where a girly goes and take off her clothes in fron of fellers?" Bunny thought about it a sec, " dont sound too bad, and would pay them bills"

The he went on about another " facility", whatever that meant. And the extra money, well that sounded a bit creepy, and the way he was hovering over her. She just didnt know.

" Ya'll might want to call it a night and get some rest with all your wanderings back to and fro"
 
Frank

When I told her about our strip club she expressed interest and from that moment on she was totally naked in my eyes. I imagined her up on the stage doing her dance and taking off her clothes to the music, teasing the men while they bought drinks and later table dances.

She would be our new talent and bring in new customers in droves.

Then in her cute little southyern accent she suggested I call it a night. and get some rest.

I had only one place i wanted to go, and that was into her bed. I am a night owl, sleeping until noon every day until I stopped by the bus station on the way to the strip club to check on things, and then to my other enterprise I hadnt told her about yet, at least not in detail

"Then you doint want any more to drink tonight?", I asked
 
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