Porn Star (17 page)

“Now you’re just fucking with me,” King
replied. “What are you two doing in here?”

Not sure if they should tell the truth,
Cassidy decided that there was no use in lying. “We’re running from
the cops.”

“What did you do?” King asked.

“I am being falsely accused of shooting the
owner of a strip club and they want to extradite me to South Dakota
to be executed for being in porn.”

“Explain porn to me.”

Cassidy got a huge smile on her face as she
got to talk about herself. “Porn is where you have sex and people
film you. Then you get paid and lots of people get to watch you
have sex. I’ve been in over three hundred DVD’s” she said with
pride.

“My DVD player is broke, just kidding, I have
no idea what a DVD player does. But I do know what sex is, is there
a chance you and I could have sex? And this guy could “film” it?”
King asked.

“Do you have five hundred dollars?” Cassidy
asked.

“I have a hammer and this cart full of rocks,
will that be enough?”

“I only work for cash, I have no need for
this stuff. What are you doing with it anyway?”

“I’m a miner, sort of, more of a hobby. I
like to look for pretty rocks and dig out the occasional dinosaur
skeleton.”

“Is this all you do?” Cassidy asked.

“Is porn all you do?” King replied.

“You don’t have to get snotty, I was just
asking.”

“I may live in a cave, but I have a pretty
interesting life. I like to hunt and fish, and go on long walks on
the beach and watch the sun set.”

“In a cave?” Cassidy asked.

“You’re starting to get on my nerves a bit
lady. I am also a pretty good cook and it’s been a long time since
I’ve cooked a human.”

“Is that a threat?” Cassidy asked stepping
back.

“Geez, can’t we just get along? Why does
every conversation end in a fight? My wife is just like you, a real
fucking bitch. I have to get away from her and bust rocks just to
keep my sanity. Every time we talk, she finds some way to twist it
into an argument.”

“You have a wife?” Cassidy asked
surprised.

“What is that supposed to mean?” King
replied. “You don’t think I can get a wife?’

“No, I was wondering if you had a house
nearby, or is there a city close?”

“We live in a fucking cave lady, you’re in my
house.”

“Oh, sorry,” she said embarrassed. “Do you
have a bathroom?”

“No, we shit on the ground.”

“You’re kidding,” Cassidy replied in
disgust.

“No, the roaches eat the shit, it’s very
clean. Do you smell anything?”

Cassidy took a deep whiff of the air and
didn’t notice any smell of shit. “Smells nice really.”

Dennis chimed in, “These roaches, are there a
lot of them in here? I don’t like bugs.”

“They only come out at night,” King
replied.

“How can you tell when it’s night? It’s
always dark in here.”

“I think they use an alarm clock, I’m not
sure, I’m not a fucking cockroach,” King

Replied sardonically.

“No need to get testy,” Dennis said. “Is
there any way out of here other than the way we came in?”

“Yeah, there’s a door to the outside about
three hundred feet further down the cave on the left. There is a
red exit sign above the door.”

“Is it unlocked?” Dennis asked.

“It’s an exit door, of course it’s unlocked,”
King replied annoyed.

“What’s on the other side?” Cassidy asked
giddy.

“Ever see Willy Wonka?” King asked.

Cassidy nodded yes.

“It’s nothing like that, more like hell.”

“I thought you said you didn’t have a DVD
player, how did you see Willy Wonka?”

“It was on cable,” King replied.

Both Dennis and Cassidy stood there like
idiots, but impatient idiots. They needed to get out before the
police decided to follow them. Then they decided to ask. “Why
haven’t the police followed us into the cave?” Dennis asked.

“This part is the toilet, the sewer as you
might be more familiar. Nobody goes into a sewer on purpose. Unless
they are you,” King replied laughing.

“We didn’t know this was the sewer, it wasn’t
marked “sewer” anywhere.”

“Why do you think they blocked up the end?
They were tired of thousands of cockroaches crawling out the end of
the cave every day. Now there’s going to be a zillion of them all
over the place. Do you know how disgusting that is?”

“We need to get going, you said the door was
on the left?” Dennis asked.

“Can’t miss it, the exit sign is lit up red,”
King replied.

“Ok, thanks,” Dennis said and took Cassidy by
the hand leading her away from King and further down the cave. They
walked another fifty feet and turned to see if King was still
behind them. He creeped them both out.

“He was gross,” Cassidy said, arms folded
across her chest.

“Are you cold?” Dennis asked.

“Fucking freezing, aren’t you cold?”

“Feels fine to me, let’s go before he decides
to follow us with that hammer.”

Again the two took off and walked down the
cave keeping an eye out for the exit sign. Then they saw it, just
as King said it would be. A grey metal door with a push bar and an
exit sign lit up above. “Who installs these things” Dennis asked
aloud.

Upon leaving the cave, the two entered what
looked like the basement of a department store. The grey metal door
shut behind them and they were now in a very well lit, bedding and
bathroom section complete with a sales girl dressed in a thong and
six in heels. “May I help you?” the girl asked politely, she was
topless and very hot.

“Um, where are we?” Cassidy asked looking
this girl up and down.

“Lex’s department store, didn’t you see the
sign when you came in?” the sales girl asked.

“We came in the back exit, didn’t see the
sign,” Cassidy replied wondering why this girl was dressed like a
stripper.

“Are you interested in a new comforter, or
sheet set?” the girl asked.

“No, we just want to get out of here,”
Cassidy replied. “Where is the front door?”

“Take a right at the pillow display and
you’ll see the escalator about twenty feet away. Take the escalator
up to the main floor and then take a left to the front door.”

Trying to act like nothing was wrong, the two
thanked the sales girl and followed her directions to the pillow
display, they turned like she said and stopped in shock as they saw
a room filled with women dressed like they all stepped out of a
Victoria’s Secret catalog. “What the fuck is going on?” Cassidy
asked. “Why are all these girls dressed like that?”

Dennis, happy as could be shrugged his
shoulders. “Maybe it’s a special dress up promotion.”

The two walked to the escalator and rode up
to the main floor where they saw another group of sexy women, some
topples, some bottomless, all dressed like they were going to a
porn shoot. “This is weird,” Cassidy said feeling very inadequate.
“I want to talk to one of them, hold on,” she said dragging Dennis
along with her.

Cassidy approached a woman working behind a
counter in the shoe department. She was practically nude except for
a necklace and heels. ‘Excuse me Miss, can I ask you a
question?”

“Go ahead,” the clerk said with a smile.

“Why are all the women here dressed like
that? I mean almost naked?”

“How else would you expect them to dress?”
the women replied like Cassidy was stupid and that was the dumbest
question she had heard all day. Cassidy looked at the jail jumpsuit
she was wearing and back at the clerk.

“I would expect them to cover up more,”
Cassidy replied.

“Cover up? I don’t understand,” the clerk
replied. “Why would we do that?”

“Because most respectable business people
don’t go around with their titties hanging out and their pussies
flapping in the wind.”

“Would you like to speak to my manager?” the
clerk asked politely.

“No, that’s alright, I was just curious, I
need to get out of this store,” Cassidy replied.

“May I interest you in a thong, or g string
before you go, that outfit you are wearing is just hideous.

“I have plenty of g strings and thongs at
home, good bye,” Cassidy said and headed to the front door with
Dennis following close behind.. “Did you see that?” Cassidy asked.
“She was naked and didn’t care.”

“You do that all the time, what’s the big
deal?” Dennis asked.

“That’s my job,” Cassidy snapped back. “I get
paid to be naked.”

“So do they from the looks of it.”

“But this is a department store, not a strip
club.”

“I’m not going to question it, I know
different cities have different city ordinances. This city is
obviously more lax than what you are used to,” Dennis said
reaffirming.

The two reached the front door and exited the
building into the street. The first thing they noticed was an
almost nude women walking out of the bank to her car. She was
dressed in lacy panties and bra, driving past her in the street was
another women with no top. “Where are the men?” she asked looking
around.

Dennis spun around and looked around the
downtown area and all he could see were women dressed in their
underwear and heels, made up like they were going to a fashion
shoot. “Good question, I don’t see any men,” he replied.

“I don’t like this place,” Cassidy said
grasping Dennis’s hand in fear.

“It’s fine, at least no cops are following
us,”

“I want to go back, this isn’t natural,”
Cassidy said.

“You’d rather face the firing squad than hang
out in a town full of super-hot sexy women dressed in their
underwear?” Dennis asked.

“No, I wasn’t thinking straight, let’s get
out of here, and let’s find a place that’s more normal.”

Dennis took off walking down the sidewalk
with Cassidy behind him. They both got stares as he was a man and
he was fully dressed and exposing nothing. Then they heard a voice,
“What’s the matter honey, you too good to show a little skin?” a
woman said.

Cassidy turned to see a woman standing at a
bus stop staring at her. The woman was a thin blonde with huge tits
and a nice smooth curvy ass. “What the fuck is going on around
here?” Cassidy asked. “Why are all the women dressed like wannabe
porn stars and where are all the men?”

“You’re not from around here?” the woman
asked.

“Obviously not,” Cassidy snapped back.

‘No need to be hostile, I thought everyone
knew. The men are all working in the mine, and the women are just
wearing what they want.”

“If there are no men, why bother to dress up
at all?”

“It’s the way it has always been, since I was
a little girl. We dress up like fashion dolls and play. I don’t
know any other way. The men work in the mines six days a week and
the women dress like we’re ready to fuck at any time.”

“Who are you trying to impress, the other
women?”

“I don’t question it, my mom did it, her mom
did it and my daughters will as well. It feels good to dress pretty
and we all get along very well. You should try it, take off that
ugly jumpsuit and put on something sexy, you won’t miss it.”

“If there were men around I would consider
it, but without a crowd to please, it seems pointless. I don’t like
women, why would I want to impress them?”

“It’s not about impressing anyone, it’s about
feeling good about yourself.”

“I feel fine when a man is staring at my
tits. I get my power from what I can do to a man with my body, not
with walking around half naked. Do you have a strip club?

Just then a siren sounded from a tall tower
in the center of town followed by police, fire and ambulance
sirens. Women gathered in the street to see what was going on and
see what the emergency was. Cars pulled to the side of the street
as emergency vehicles sped down the street and headed out of town.
Then a voice came over the loudspeaker on the tower and said,
“There has been a cave in at the mine, all emergency personnel
report to duty. This is not a drill, repeat, this is not a
drill.

“Holy shit,” Cassidy said. “This sounds bad,
what should we do?”

Dennis spun around watching all the women
scurrying around getting in their cars and heading out to help. “I
don’t know, I’m not familiar with this place. I’m not even sure
where the mine is.”

Then a car pulled up and a woman called to
them, “Want a ride? We need all the help we can get.”

Without hesitation, both Cassidy and Dennis
got in her car and they sped out of town to the mine. “How far is
it?” Cassidy asked.

“Two miles,” the woman answered.

Upon arriving at the mine, the woman parked
her car and all three got out. There was already a good sized crowd
surrounding a crane with a cable strung down into a hole. At the
base of the crane was a man wearing a yellow vest and hat with a
radio giving directions to the crane operator. Up and down the
cable went and the man with the radio was becoming more and more
agitated

“What’s going on?” Cassidy asked aloud hoping
someone from the crowd would explain.

“There was a cave in yesterday and six miners
were trapped, they dug a hole to get them out and the escape pod
they send down is stuck. They’re trying to get it loose by raising
and lowering the cable. By the looks of his expression, I don’t
think its working.”

For the next hour the crane tried to move the
stuck pod to no avail. The workers stood around, nervously waiting
for good news and the women made supper. At around seven in the
evening, the lead boss got on the intercom and made an
announcement. “We seem to be having trouble with the escape pod,
but before we try to dig another hole, we want to try something. We
need a volunteer to go down into the shaft we dug and kick open a
latch. Once that latch is open, the pod should slide down the rest
of the way. We need a person small enough to fit in the hole.”