Her words stung. She was right. He was a cad. He wasn't worthy of her, and yet he had taken her. He had fucked her until she begged him to stop. He ha... driven his cock into her ass as she lay sprawled across the hood of her car, naked like a highly paid porn star, shivering, pleading with him to make her cum. She was almost finished berating him. He looked at her, his half smile and twinkling eyes infuriating her more. Then Heather suddenly blurted out she was going to have to tell Trish. He. . said we might be able to 'work something out'.”“You seriously need to talk to a lawyer.”“Oh, Brad!” I cried, running up and hugging him, “I've destroyed my life! God, what have I done?”“Shhh...” he hushed, caressing my back, “It's only a job. You can find another one.”“I'll never be able to work in the financial industry again!” I sobbed, “That picture is probably all over the Internet by now.”“Maybe you could move away, get a job in another field?”“I... I don't think I could leave...”“What. Nyla just hoped that talking to Ty wouldn’t cause her to have flashbacks. She liked to save those for her nightmares. When she was alone, and no one was there to witness her shame. Tyler saying her name brought her back to the present. ‘Oh sorry, I was just thinking. Here is your soda.’ Nyla replied while handing him the drink the taking a seat in the chair across from him. ‘Thank you. So where do you want to start?’ Ty asked before taking a sip of the soda then sitting it on the table. ‘Well. Or perhaps simple blind luck, a commodity that had so often escaped you inthe past, how could you question its plain arrival now? A free week's vacation at a quiet, secluded lake resort. I made it appearas a promotion lottery, designed to attract publicity for the resort. Onlya simple phone call to a toll free number and your fantasy... your shaded secret,began to unfold before wondering eyes. You seemed quite excited telling me about it when we spoke that night. Isat here chuckling as I.