Sara Part III - Sex Stories

Sara Part III

... can only describe as a knowing smile before going into her apartment. Two days later when I was in the laundry room she walked in and we started talking. Just chit-chat really but I found that she was really easy to talk. Later that night she knocked on my door holding a bottle of tequila. We spent a lot of time together after that. She was the first real friend I had had since my Dad had abandoned me and I went to live at the motel. It was nice having someone to talk to, another girl anyway. I was still hooking up with random men during the day but I would spend almost every night hanging out with Amber. I didn’t want to tell her about how I ended up where I was out of fear that she wouldn’t want to be friends anymore. I would tell her enough to kind of fill in the blanks but sometimes I had to either avoid the subject or flat out lie. For this reason I never really asked her too much about her past either just to avoid the topic all together. “I have to tell you something.” She blurted out one night. “I just hope it doesn’t change your opinion of me.” She seemed anxious. “OK, although I don’t think there is anything you can say to make me think differently of you.” “Well it’s about what I do for a living….” Her eyes fell to look down at the floor. “You work at a bank.” “Well no, not exactly. Not at all really.” “Whatever it is you can tell me….” “Porn. I do porn.” I listened as she told me her story. About how she came to California at 18 with the dream of being an ...

... actress and about how after 2 years she hadn’t had as much as an audition so she started stripping which eventually led her to the porn industry. “So, do you like, hate me know?” I hugged her. “You’re like my best friend! You’re the only friend I’ve had in a long time. So what if you do porn. It’s kind of hot.” She smiled and hugged me back. Then I told her my story, my real story. After that Amber and I were tighter than before. We were open about just about everything and when I turned 18 and had to vacate the apartment I was living in she took me in. We were like s****rs from that point forward. “Hey you wanna go to a party tonight?” were the first words out of her mouth one day when she came home. “Party? Yeah, sure. Where?” I hadn’t been invited to a party since Jenny Goldberg’s 12th birthday. “Some people from work are having a party. Thought you could use a night out.” “Work? So it’s like, a porn party?” “Well I’m pretty sure they’re not calling it that.” She giggled and I felt silly. “Just some people getting together for some food and drinks. You know, a regular old party….just with mainly porn people.” She teased me. “Remember, if anyone asks you’re my little s****r.” Amber instructed as we pulled up to the large house. I had to almost laugh to myself at that because we looked nothing alike. Where I was 5’ she almost towered over me at 5’ 7”. My little solid B’s looked bigger on my small frame Amber’s D’s looked massive. Amber was tanned and blonde while despite my days ...