Scott’s second book which he named “Confronting the Deep State,” was now finished and he forwarded it to the publisher. After the book was publi...hed it did not receive any free publicity from the various media hosts who were sent gratis copies. The publisher put some advertisements on television and along with some favorable book reviews, it resulted in this book making the best seller list. Scott was asked to go on a book tour which he did as well as making an appearance on a late night. The need was there. She knew. She wanted to deny it, but she could not. It made her flush with shame.A cold wave of guilt drowned her horny reverie. She groaned. She felt humiliated. She felt guilty and ashamed. But the image insisted. It turned her probing fingers into a pink tongue and sucking lips. Silvery giggles poured down on her.And once more she responded with a crashing orgasm.It left her staring into a new abyss of guilt and sadness. But the kernel of yet a new urge to be satisfied. Megan stopped dead in her tracks when she saw Ashley standing there. She was wearing a coral colored, halter style, floor length dress that was slightly faded in color throughout. With her thin frame, it gave her curves that weren’t there before. ‘Wow.’ ‘You like?’ She giggled and did a full turn. ‘I wont exist anymore when they see you.’ Megan said. ‘Whatever.’ Ashley handed Megan red high heels to go with the dress and also handed her a diamond pendant necklace. ‘I can’t wear this.’ ‘Why. A man’s somewhat out of breath voice answered on the fourth ring. ‘Mrs. Plath, I assume.’ ‘Yes. And who are you and what do you want?’ ‘My name is Brad. I am just two flights up. Please join me. I’m sure we don’t want to have this discussion inadvertently overheard.’ Before I could respond, he hung up. In disbelief I stared at the photographs. I knew exactly when the photos were taken and where and of course by whom, but I couldn’t conceive how this Brad person had obtained them. I noticed that.