Chapter 10 by Zeebop

What Does Lois Do?

Watch Her Swallow

Angelica Blaze waggled her tongue slightly, and then drew it back into her mouth. The lips closed in that enigmatic smile, although Lois knew at least one secret they hid now. Her throat moved...and Blaze smiled, teeth white and clean.

"Do you actually enjoy the taste of that?" Lois asked, after the demonstration. Her curiosity was piqued.

"Of myself? Oh, about as much as a school-child enjoys the taste of their own nasal mucus. Not very sexy, I know. But there is a certain...appreciation to be had for it. I've been something of a connoisseur in my day." She reached over to trace a finger around the rim of Lois' glass. "Although I must say, I prefer the taste of women."

Lois licked her lips, throat suddenly dry. She blinked rapidly, eyes itchy from the heat.

"I've never...I've never tried." The reporter coughed out. Her throat seemed tight, dry as the Sahara, almost ****. "W-where do y-you find the women that w-work here?"

"They come to me," Angelica stared at Lois through half-lidded eyes. "Lost souls, looking for something. I'm very good at giving women what they need."

"Like a cocktail glass full of cum?" The reporter shot back.

Those languid eyes closed and opened again—and for a moment all Lois could see was white. Not the normal white of the eyes, but a pure blank white space where the eyes should be—and then the moment was over, and the dark eyes focused on her own once more.

"If that's what they require. Would you like to meet some of them? Normally I only show interviewees into the staff-only areas but—" the half-smile widened into a grin "—I think you'll enjoy meeting the other women that work here."

Lois' tongue felt dry and thick in her mouth...but this seemed like a golden opportunity to get some answers, even as she was sure that Angelica was playing some other game. The reporter staggered to her feet.

"I...would...love to see...that." She croaked hoarsely. "Could I...bother you...for a...glass of water?"