At least she pretended to be baffled. I know her better than myself. All the times she'd talked about yet another offer made to her at the fitness clu... to become a "whore" left me with the impression that she was quite fascinated with this industry. Also, if I was to believe her, her gym seemed to be visited by quite a number of whores to exercise their bodies. She also had a friend who, although my wife claimed to disapprove of it, undertook some activities from time in her bedroom to time to. An almost palpable wave of dark eroticism streaked through me as subspace began to embrace me in its arcane tendrils. I couldn’t speak. Mandy smiled softly as she noted my reaction.“And now honey?” she purred, “It’s time for your reward for being such a good little boy...”She tossed the ruler to the floor, slid down on the bed, and parted her smooth, shapely legs invitingly. Her eyes met mine.“Fuck me,” she said, “Fuck me with that hard little cock… that hard, shrinking little cock…”My legs. I don't want you in jail."Nichols hung up the phone with a decisive click. "That takes care of our Mr. Bradford, once and for all. But what about you?"Debbie didn't know what he meant for a minute. Then it hit her. She could sue the team. She could make millions off this. But something about the way the man spoke told her that wasn't the best course of action. She could get more in the long run by going along with him."I... I joined the cheerleaders for exposure. This wasn't the type of. I swung my left leg out, putting my barefoot on the cement drive. Bobby pulled his handle, opening the passenger door. I took a deep breath as if I were going to dive into a pool. Both feet on the ground, I pulled myself up and walked straight to the front door. As I waited for Bobby to unlock the door and let me inside, I looked around to see no one staring or causing a scene. I guess everyone just was busy with their own things. I leaned against the brick wall, my feet apart. Looking around.
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