And privacy. Hmmm.Number one: Split them up. Without a weapon my chances of victory were slim against two guys. One at a time.Two: Surprise. Its much ...asier to win when your opponent is off guard. I planned a situation where I controlled the deal.Three: Location. This had to go down on my turf. No witnesses and easier to control the situation. 5I had to be careful in my confrontation with Tiffany. An angry accusation might put her on the defensive and I'd lose control of the narrative. I headed. “Holy Shit! Who the fuck are you? How did you get in my house?”The mysterious woman stopped clapping and lightly laughed, “My my, that was quite the performance. I must say I haven’t seen that much passion and energy in a long time.”‘What the hell? She was watching me?’ Jason thought to himself.The woman looked past him at the computer, “You have pretty good tastes too.” Jason realized he hadn’t shut off the video and it was still playing. He stood up and blocked her view of the screen. “I. She made her way slowly to the edge and leaned over, staring at her reflection. She looked like a harpy or some other mythical harridan, with her hair stiffened with blood and sticking out from her head. Her eyes were too large in her pale face and a trail of dried blood marred her chin and trickled from the split in her torn lip. She pulled at the buttons on the shirt, forcing them open and pulling the shirt off from where it had stuck to her back. Her breath hissed between lips clamped shut. “Don’t be such an old grouch” she said and pushed her boobs against the back of my head, “He’s my boss, this is part of my job and it always has been”“He’ll expect you to go to bed with him- again”She put her lips to my ear and whispered seductively,“Probably yes and you know you love it don’t you?”I grinned in spite of myself, “His place or ours?”“Why?” she grinned back, “Wanna watch?”“Of course” I laughed, “Can I shave you before you go?”“Ooh yes please”“You going to wear stockings?”“Don’t I.