"All of the women were laughing except Jill. She was lost and didn't understand what the others found so funny.Once they were all dressed, the women s...id goodbye to one another. They all said they'd see everyone on Saturday and left for home."How could you tell them about Kyle?" Jill asked as she sat staring out the windshield of Amber's car. "I didn't want them to know! They must think I'm a terrible wife and can't keep my man satisfied. How do you expect me to go to the party now?"Tears. And of course I've learned how much it turns me on when the woman the men are looking at is me. I can't compete with the woman in the alcove because she doesn't know we're watching. That's the hook. That's the ultimate turn-on that draws people to this place. The name says it all, without her knowledge. This place provides a forbidden pleasure that no other place I know of can match.I'm younger and prettier than the woman in the alcove. But I know the secret. Now, though, I know that I enjoy. “Is it my imagination or was this the most fucked up op we’ve ever run?” he asked me.“No, it ain’t your imagination. I don’t know how much Bruno told you, but some rocket scientist in G-2 thought it up. Beyond that, I just don’t know.”“Mind if I use my kukri on him?”“Yeah, I mind. I plan on stealing it from you and using it on him myself!”That was the end of that, because we heard some voices at the top of the stairwell. I stepped inside and called up, “We’re down here! We cleared the. What she didn’t realize was that in the last couple of years she had blossomed from a clumsy tomboy into a curvy head-turner. Most any boy in the youth group would have loved to date her, but they were either intimidated by her looks or misinterpreted her shyness as coldness. Had she known, she would have been terribly hurt to hear the word most often used to describe her was, ‘stuck-up’. So, she sat in bed, alone with her fantasies of Batman and Harley, and waited for the video to appear..