" Ok, Victoria… let me go and I'll tell you everything, ok?" she said innocently, batting her eyes. Foolishly, Tori let her go, and the redhead flip...ed them so that she was now pinning Tori to the ground, with an arm on her tanned throat. "You really are stupid." What do you expect? I'm literally a lamb being led to slaughter here. You don't get it. This is my life. I'm not an actress, and this is literally my life that this 'show' is and if my 'character' dies, then I'm going to die. I'm not. Now that I can choose, I submit on my terms. By going through with it, I feel like I can begin to redefine certain things I can't forget."Peter looked up with concern, "Steph, I'm so sorry, I never knew." I don't talk about it much, but you and I have known each other for a while now. It's just part of who I am."The soft bell sounded, indicating someone was coming in. Both of them looked up at the monitors behind the bar that showed the entryway and each of the alcoves and curtained rooms.. I’d committed myself to this path. Some, who knew Patrick and his ways well, would say I damned myself to it. And I wanted him to stay, no matter what. Enough vacillating. It was time to pick a decision and stick to it.“Stay. I’ll be right back.”Relieved, Patrick removed his clothing. I walked out into my living room and called Chloe. It went straight to her voicemail.“Chloe ... I can’t even begin to tell you how sorry I am you had to see that. This isn’t something we’ve been doing for— I’ve. As my friend waited outside I stripped to my underwear, I dropped my knickers to the floor and stepped into the black satin thong. The slinky material felt good as I pulled it over my small patch of pussy hair. I had already bought some black fishnet stockings so I thought I’d try on the whole outfit together. I slipped on the suspender belt, pulled the stockings up my slim thighs and fastened the clips from the belt to the top of the fishnets. As I did this my clit started to.