What would I do to explain my situation to anyone that saw me. The phone rang..."BTW bitch....we videotaped our session. You talk to ANYONE and I mean...ANYONE about this...and we release the tape to every fucking adult outlet on the face of this fucking earth. Porn star overnight! We send copies to your neighbors. In a short time, we will know more about you than you ever dreamed possible. Then, any slipups and well, it won't be our fault that everyone knows what a fucking whore you are.. They were wonderful people, and right now one or both of them were thinking about her.Katie Dahl felt the bed move as Mike climbed in next to her. It was easy to pretend sleep because she was facing away from his side of the bed. A quick peek at the glowing numbers on the alarm clock next to her side of the bed told her that it was very late -- after two am. A more intense focus on his breathing told her that he was only pretending to sleep. Mike must be still thinking about the accident and. I'll be ready and I'm looking forward to it. I know we'll have a great time." He smiled, touched her cheek with his fingers and slid them down to gently trail across her lips. She trembled at his touch and he grinned even wider.He looked up and saw Janet on her way in. He rose, pulled a file from his briefcase and as Janet came up to the desk, he was describing the changes in the file he wanted her to make. Perfectly legitimate and Janet nodded in approval as she stopped to listen. He was. "Is this going to be a lap dance?" he asked, grinning.She stuck out her tongue at him and then reached to grasp the hem of the sweat shirt she was wearing to pull it up and over her head. Her breasts got caught, momentarily, and then fell when they were released, to bounce gently. She heard him sigh and those warning tingles exploded in her belly.She tossed the shirt on the bed and cupped her breasts, squeezing them gently. From his vantage point it looked like she was offering them to him. Her.