..it was a blackmailing all right. He was to phone to a certain hairsalon during lunch hours and talk to someone named Ruby, otherwise,that Email, alo...g with much more evidence of his late shift'sproductivity, would be sent to his whole family, his wife, even to thecollege he graduated upon, and of course, to his boss and all bosses hehad worked his far. Under the threat, a list of Emails and postaladdresses that did indeed match everyone who was to receive that. Howdid someone get that much of. His attire was simple athletic pants and a grey tank-top, covered by a matching over-size nylon athletic jacket.The walls inside were painted black, with red and gold lights illuminating the end of the hallway, and the first room. Well, the main room. The hallway had doors on one side, and it seemed that there were sounds coming from a few of them. These were noises I could readily recognize, as I had made them myself. Loud, passionate moans from feminine voices, and the harsh grunting of a. “I don’t do that.” “Lia, let’s face it. We know we’re good in bed. What do we have outside of that?” With a sultry voice she said, “What else do we need?” “I know what I need, but I don’t know what you need.” “Right now, I need you to use those incredibly talented hands and tongue to fuck me to an orgasm.” Her hands crept under the skirt of my dress. “Or I’ll do you first, I don’t mind.” “Lia, stop.” This time I stepped back. “I know what I can do to you, and what you can do to me. I know how. Her heart was pounding. She was intimated by Gary's mom. Now, here she was going to sit down and have a meal her. Her possible future mother in law. She feared that Alice would warn her not to see Gary anymore but hoped that maybe, just maybe Alice actually wanted to get to know her."What are you going to get?"Ginger snapped out of her thoughts. Alice stood behind her asking her. Ginger smiled nervously and looked at Alice. "Um ... I'm not sure. Maybe just a salad."Alice smiled. "A salad?.