But we'll need dates to perfect the subterfuge. Agreed?" Yes." Good. Which presents a dilemma, at least for me. I told Mom a man at work seemed intere...ted in me - the bartender, by the way - but he isn't the type I'd take to an art gallery, a demolition derby perhaps but not to your three-man show."Darrin laughed. "Let me guess. He drives a pickup truck with oversized wheels." Yep. What about your lawyer friend, Tom? When he brought the contract over for me to sign, I looked like death warmed. I massaged and groped her soft, rounded orb, and leant down so I could whisper into her ear.“After last night, Mike deserves a morning blowjob.”I repeated this mantra until I felt like it had stuck, and somewhat regretfully took my hand off of her breast. Fondling her without her knowledge made it even hotter somehow. I settled back to where I had been before, and then restarted time.“Morning lover.” Linda said, cracking an eye open and grinning at me cheekily. “You outdid yourself last. Over these super skin tight stretchy white cotton shorts. These did not hide erection but made them more prominent, and black canvas shoes.According to what I had been told also written in the regulations that I had not fully memorized yet. A staff member could order me to any of the correction rooms. They then gave you a ticket with the room and time for you to report on the ticket it would have the correction or corrections and method in my case. It was Room one 9am A Roberts Correction. You can go and tell anyone you want, but there is nothing you can do to stop those tapes of you from getting out. So you decide. You do what I say, when I say, how I say and with whom I say, for the next 90 days, or else. That's the deal, you do what I want for the next three months or else everyone sees you as the little slut you are. What do you have to say now?"She immediately asked "How can I be sure that you'll let me go free in three months? How can I ever trust you again, after all.