”I sipped some tea to wash down the last of my sandwich. I’d nearly choked on the ‘LSD’ reference to ‘Lake Shore Drive’, which I always fo...nd amusing. I was glad to see that she’d more or less stopped crying, though she still looked very sad.“We knew this was where this was headed,” I said gently. “We even talked about it. You found your emotional fulfillment with Margaret and Lauren, didn’t you?”Katy nodded, “Yes.”“So you’re lesbian,” I said matter-of-factly.“No, I don’t think so. I’m pretty. I got established by posting sex images then peppered myadvertising throughout, maybe every five posts was an advert for mytherapy.I couldn't believe the response! Sadly most of the calls and emails werehorny men wanting to hook up for a 'date' so I rewrote my advertising tomake it explicit that this was a serious therapy business and notprostitution. This got rid of a lot of the timewasters and my websitealso proved popular (although at first it only had the originaladvertisement, I was later. Brad shuddered."Ah here we go" she said picking something up off the table. "Have you ever seen a cock tie before?" she asked, sitting astride his chest and holding something out for him to see. Brad flinched away, closing his eyes and gasping through his nose, expecting to be struck again. "It's ok I'm not gonna hit you" she said too-kindly.He opened his eyes nervously, looking at the little piece of cord she held in her delicate fingers. It looked like a very small bolo tie. Brad shook his. “Please...”“Please what, Julia? Please fuck you to keep your secret? Is that what you’re asking?” She swallowed hard.“Ten thousand dollars. I’ll pay you ten thousand dollars.”“There’s not enough money in the world to buy me off! There’s only one thing I’ll accept to keep my mouth shut. P-U-S-S-Y!” he spelled while smiling widely.With a deep sigh she turned to look out the window opposite of him. She didn’t want to look at him, not right now. Her nerves were frayed and her stomach was queasy..