Leroy instructed them both to get in the shower and tidy themselves up. He then gathered his things and left the room before they got out.
Both girls swore to each other that they couldn’t and wouldn’t say anything to anyone about what happened but spent their last days trying to figure out which of their hotel staff it was who had video and photographic evidence of them acting like whores. Evidence that if edited could potentially ruin them. They never did work that out….well only when they were in resort anyway.
12 months later, the local Baronne conference was happening again but this time in Las Vegas. Leroy had edited his pics and shared his adventures with his Jamaican friends who couldn’t believe their friends ability to control the women they saw in front of them.
Leroy had a surprise. He’d managed some time off work and arranged for an afternoons use of penthouse suite of one of the hotel chains venues in Vegas.
Leroy had sent stills of his pics to his Scottish victims and told each of them to bring one of their most obedient and willing new team members (they were like a cult sometimes) with them to Vegas to the directed room and to expect to act like hostesses. They were to travel alone to this one without the distraction of husbands. All agreed with the new girls taking a bit of company persuasion.
Leroy smiled at the scene taking place before him. It had paid off well to work so hard and befriend senior execs of the hotel chain. In exchange for favors, the Manager had arranged for this plush penthouse suite at a nominal price. Thus, the Manager was invited to the party as Leroy planned to continue such events that afternoon. Some of his friends were to work as waiters but were told to join in when the time was right.
Looking about the room, he observed his friends enjoying themselves. All the black male faces had wide smiles as they crowded into groups, all centering their attention to one of the three “hostesses” there to serve them. All those muscular black bodies crowding around, trying to make small talk with the beautiful hostess near them, thinking how it’d feel to make love to such a lovely white beauty. Each of his friends had paid $500 to attend. Having advised the paying members of his group that they could have a full refund if they left within the first hour of the gala affair, he knew no one would be seeking a refund. He smiled, with 30 paying guests to the party, he’d net out at least $10,000 after expenses.
Surveying the room, Leroy smiled to see that the beautiful hostesses were really turning the men on. The hostesses had showed up right on time, an hour before the party was to begin. He had told them how excited the men were to meet them, how he had learned that none of them ever had enjoyed the pleasure of being in the arms of a lovely white beauty. It pleased him to see a big smile on each of the beauty’s faces upon hearing that.
He saw the three women doing their best to entice the men, each holding her champagne glass in her left hand. Champagne that had a little something extra in it to ‘loosen them up”. Leroy saw they were getting the paying male guets hotter by the minute. He had let them know that he had advised the men that all their hostesses were married women, married to some white boy! “Nothing turns on a black man than getting in the pants of a white beauty, especially one married to some white boy!” he had told them. With the drink held in the left hand, he could see that each lovely hostess was flashing her sparkling diamond and wedding band, wanting them to get excited at the thought that they would soon be bedding a white boy’s prized possession.