"Unlike the first, this clip had audio. It started with the cameraman complaining about all the noise and promising to show what reporters really did ...fter hours. The picture shifted back and forth as the camera was carried at hip level out into the hallway. After a whispered, "What the fuck... ," the camera was lifted to a shoulder and showed several doors shuddering under thunderous blows from within. With a loud crack one of the doors burst outward in a shower of splinters. Two men and a. “I already have a sitter for Michael.” Michael was obviously her son.“Sure when and where?” I asked.“Saint Michael’s on Church street. It is one of the big downtown churches. I attend a support group,” she said.“I see. So you weren’t always a good girl?” I asked.“That is none of your business,” she said with a conspirator’s smile in her voice.“Oh but it is. Emily may be risking life and limb. We need to know everything, in order to be safe,” I admitted. “So what is the support group.”“It is for. She's really in charge of her body, but she wants my permission to climax, and I want her climax to be as big and as explosive as it can get. So we work hand in glove to make it happen. I deny her my permission, and so she waits."Soon, sweetheart, soon enough, but not just yet." I continued what I was doing, as she panted and gasped and longed for release.My ministrations continued for another couple of minutes, as she almost silently murmured my name and the word "please" repeatedly,. They put their new things back into their bags and went downstairs.Sally took her bag, along with her mom's, and put them into her dad's car so Tom wouldn't see them. She went into the kitchen and joined the other women."Well Sally," Anne said. "I guess we should get going. You have school tomorrow and it's almost eight. You and Tom still have your homework to do." I finished all my work at school today. If Tom has homework he can go home in his truck and I can go with you." How about you Kim,".