Freak Like Me

[DSX93]

Alix brought her bent legs closer to her body and raised her hands from the floor in order to wrap her arms around her knees, settling into a comfortable position for what might be a lengthy conversation.

"It's okay."

It wasn't what she was expecting, but hey...

"Everybody needs to vent."

[BlackAkuma]

Yeah, a little venting wouldn’t be the worst thing, she supposed. If Allie wanted to be her emotional punching bag, who was she to refuse?

”Well,” She spun about and sat cross legged, rocking to and fro on her butt as she spoke. ”Okay, see, my mom is this big time wrestler. Started in the 90s, toured around the world, made a big splash. And she wanted me to get into it, too, and I was kind of down for that, but, being honest, I really came to LAW for the ‘special matches’.” She busted out the finger quotes and whispered in a sly, low voice, being obvious about what she meant. ”More or less just coming to pick up girls and enjoy the scenery.”

She folded her fingers behind her neck and stretched her back to its fullest, still trying to get used to the toll all this hard work put on her little body. ”But then I had this match, with this nuclear hot Latina woman. I mean, I was totally crushing on her, but even besides that, I had a fun time wrestling her, way more than I expected. Even if she flattened me.” She tilted her head to the side. ”Actually, being honest, the flattening was pretty enjoyable, too. But, still, it’s made me kind of want to give wrestling a real try. So I’m doing that.”

Dizzy leaned forward and held up a finger. ”But. Grande problema. While I’m down for vanilla wrestling, I kind of still want to try chocolate, too. The hentai stuff. And I’m trying to figure out a way to do that and not give my mother a heart attack.” She threw her hands up. ”So that’s my deal, in a nutshell. I warned you.”

[DSX93]

Alix listened intently as Dizzy said her piece and relayed her tale, noting with a mixture of both relief and excitement that she was in it for the sexfights too. Mostly so, in her case.

The dark beauty's eyes fell to her glistening body as she stretched. Her voracious appetite filled her mind with images of her licking the sweat off of it. For a start.

"You've got a craving for chocolate, hmm?"

Her smile went from friendly to sultry, like it was done through the flip of a switch.

"I might have a way of satisfying your sweet tooth."

[BlackAkuma]

Huh. That did feel good. Maybe Dizzy should’ve gotten a diary.

She had a happy little sigh after she let it all out, glad that she pushed all that stress out there in the ether. She supposed, in the long run, that it didn’t matter all that much - compared to other people’s real world problems, it was small potatoes. One day she would have to confront her Mom about all this and really have a heart to heart, but it wouldn’t be the end of the world when that happened. Maybe the end of certain things, but…

She snapped to attention when Allie spoke again, dragging her back with a tone that came straight out of her movies. It took Dizzy a moment to switch gears, blinking with confusion at first. Was she being hit on? Was Alix Jacques hitting on her?

Holy fuck, she was.

Dizzy put on her best slim, knowing smile and leaned in, like they were conspiring together, sharing secrets just between the two of them. ”I don’t know. I’m Italian, we have discerning palettes.” She made sure to let accent slip out more than usual, spicing up her every word. ”I’m open to ideas, though. Have something in mind?”

[DSX93]

After the words were out, Alix started feeling bad about her approach. To go from Dizzy talking about trying to branch off from her mother without distressing her to "Hey, if you wanna fuck in private, I know how to set that up."

And indeed, she did, but still.

But then again, it's not like she knew any other way to help. She wasn't a professional wrestler. She didn't know her mother. So all she really could do was offer a listening ear. And a fun night, or nights, of course. A little "something something" to take her mind off of things for a while.

When the Italian started upping the exotic factor in her speech, Alix would do the same, the American-born Romantic slipping in the accent of her family's French.

"Oh, no need to worry, my lovely madame. French...cuisine..."

She let the word hang for a moment, making it clear that she wasn't talking about food either.

"...is renowned world-wide for it's elegance and refinement. I am certain that you would leave the experience with no complaints, or my name isn't Alix Jacques!"

She would then return to speaking in her normal voice.

"There's a hotel not too far from here. Lovely place, ran by lovely people. I can call and have some arrangements made; get us their best room, with their best bed, the best ..service..."

Another word that seductress left hanging in the air before continuing...

"...and assured privacy. No one would dare disturb us."

[BlackAkuma]

Oh, wow, this was happening, this was really happening, holy shit, wow!

Dizzy had to fight the urge to pinch herself. The whole scenario was just too surreal - less than three minutes after meeting a legendary porn star, she was getting invited up to her hotel room for a private rendezvous. It wasn’t the first time she’d ever picked anyone up, not even the first time she’d managed to do it so fast, but hooking up with someone that far up the totem pole in less than five minutes?

Crazy. Crazy, crazy, crazy. Dizzy had to fight every urge that was telling her to hyperventilate right now. She couldn't just pass out in front of Allie, that would probably ruin the whole thing.

”Yes!” She blurted out at the suggestion, only to dial it back a second later. Too desprate. ”I mean, yeah, that’d be cool, I can meet you there. Maybe we can even have a little private match, while we’ve got the place to ourselves? Nothing too wild, just showing me some of the hentai skills you’re bringing to the table.” She leaned to the side, arm propped up against her head, putting her full body on display with the Venus pose. ”Like a little spar?”

[DSX93]

Alix had to stifle a laugh. One that she would've let out if Dizzy hadn't shown any embarrassment at how quickly and eagerly she'd accepted her proposal.

The goth didn't mention it, but she actually had reason to feel pride instead, for she was now set to join a rather exclusive club: Despite what their brief interaction would imply, she didn't make a habit of hooking up with fans. After a couple of bad burns, she'd given it a rest.

But then again, Dizzy was no average fan. She was looking to get her start in the same business she was in.

So would it really count in that case?

Alix had already decided that she'd think that one over later, which was a good thing, because it would've been a difficult task with Dizzy showing off the fruits of her labors like she did.

And speaking of getting physical...

"Sounds like fun. I can definitely think of a few things to show you. More than a few, actually.

[BlackAkuma]

All right, so don’t panic. You’ve just stepped inside a real life porno, but that’s okay, you can handle this. You’ve been in situations like this before with other women. You’re a pro, you’re experienced. So what if she’s an actual movie star? She’s just a normal human being like you.

Only with better hair.

And a better body.

And that accent. Fuck, that accent.

Focus, focus, focus. Preparations needed to be made, here.

She kept her cool in the pose, looking collected, but she was a bundle of nerves on the inside, thinking up the various ways this could go. First thing was first, she would need to come up with a good excuse with her Mom - though their relationship was improving, there was no way that she could just tell her that she was going to spend the night rolling around with a porn star. Maybe she should bring wine or something? And would she have time to head back to her apartment and slip into something sexy?

”I can’t wait to see those things.” She chewed her lip, as she came close to actually salivating over the possibilities. She rolled over to the side and grabbed her phone. ”Let me give you my contact info, and you can just text me the room number. I’ll swing by in an hour? Two? Whatever works for you.”

[DSX93]

An hour or two, hmm?

Alix liked to call these things in a few days ahead of time, but since Dizzy was so eager...

It wouldn't be the first time that she'd asked for same-day arrangements. And as such, it's already known that she is capable of providing the proper compensation for an expeditious effort.

And so she would get the ball rolling without delay, starting with accepting the petite woman's contact information.

"For you, sweetie, I'll have our room ready as soon as possible. I promise that you won't have to wait long. But until then, au revoir."

Alix blew her a kiss as she rose to her feet, intentionally leaning forward to allow her a good look down her sports bra. And then she made her exit with some extra sway in her hips, playing it cool and not looking back to see if Dizzy was watching.

The men definitely were. The spotter's eyes were glued so hard to her backside that he failed to notice his partner struggling with the weight in his hands until he'd verbalized it.

"Bro, bro, bro!"

"Shit!"

She looked over her shoulder to see what the commotion was, but it was already being handled by the time she saw them. And with that, she continued on her way, making the call once she was outside.

[BlackAkuma]

Thus began two of the longest hours in Dizzy’s life.

The moment Allie was out of sight, she rushed out of the gym, took a hot shower, changed, and dashed out of the gym, catching the nearest train she could find back home. She rushed into her room, scarfed down the dinner that her mother had made for the evening, and went rifling through the endless pit that was her wardrobe, searching for the sexiest, sportiest outfit she could find, something that would accentuation her form without making it any more obvious how much of a twig she was.

She eventually settled on a dark red sports bra, one with a black trim, and matching shorts that accentuated her backside and showed off her legs. While she wasn’t all that muscular anywhere on her body, she’d been amping up her lower body work in the past few weeks, and was getting some good tone down there. Nothing compared to a certain Siren, but good enough to show off, she figured.

With that important decision made, Dizzy put on her makeup - enough to look cute, but not overdoing - ‘borrowed’ some perfume from her mother’s room, put on a little eyeshadow, and got her hair into decent shape within record time. After sending her mother a quick excuse that she’d be out late to catch a movie marathon, she darted out of the apartment in record time and caught a quick Uber.

Lucky for her, the hotel in question wasn’t too far away. Some fancy place with a name that she couldn't quite pronounce and didn’t care to try. Her only concern was getting in and getting up, which she did with a rush, gaining more than a few raised eyebrows along the way. She followed the instructions in the text, checking in with reception, who were expecting her. She was led through the halls, prodding the employee to go faster every step of the way, until the reached the designated room.

Dizzy stood in front of the door, took a second to still her nerves, and gave it a few quick knocks.