Jay continued. “I know you think I’m imagining it, I can see by the look on your face. But believe me it’s all true. I’ve even got proof. He l...ft his PC logged on once and there was a thumb-drive thingy in it. They were out and I was being nosey, so I checked things out. I found a folder with hundreds of pictures he’d taken of me. Mostly when I’d been passed out after getting pissed, that’s when he fingered and licked me. The others were just pictures of me lying there naked asleep, most of. He then took the twine off her breasts and she hissed with the pain but didn?t move a muscle. Brad couldn?t believe she could take the pain without flinching or moving. She must be one tough cookie, he thought. He then removed the clothespins on her nipples and she cried out as the circulation returned but again didn?t move a muscle. He then worked to get her free from the leather strap holding her head in place. Once he had that done, he picked her up and carried her into the room. . “I wear padding and stuff just like normal stunt people. But when somebody needs a stunt done and the regular talent won’t do it, they call me.“If you really must know,” she continued, “I turn down more jobs than I take because they’re simply too dangerous. I’m not going to try something that’s sure to get me killed. That’s when the producers have to go to CGI. Those computer people make even more than I do, even if their special effects suck.”She looked at her troubled father. “I’m not trying. I hugged her tight too and did not leave her embrace. I very well knew that the intention behind my hugging her was not right and it was not to comfort her but to feel her breasts more tightly on my chest.She left the embrace and looked into my eye and asked me straight “do you think I am fuckable”. I was stunned as I felt all that I had gulped in last 2 hrs was a waste. I stammered “what?” She was calm and again asked “do you think I am fuckable”. I again stammered and slurred say “sure. I.