My squirming sent Pam into a frenzy, and she began laughing like a maniac. She suggested handcuffs, which I immediately dismissed. As a compromise she...put my arms back. With my legs spread, my body was now in a vulnerable X shape, making me look like the Vitruvian Man. Pam went ballistic, tickling me slow then fast, and laughing normally then crazily. She’d been tickle-torturing me for thirty minutes without ever touching my penis. “I could do this all night,” she told me. “I’m kinda sadistic.”. " John started saying, but was againinterrupted."No. Now, I know that you're doing well on that TV show, but that'smostly due to Don Ferry's star power. Now, I have a wall full of awardsin my office that indicate that I know what the hell I am doing, sosuppose you start listening to what I'm saying and we get this small,little, insignificant scene filmed and we move on!?"John wanted to back down. He wanted to just be a good girl and do whatthe director wanted, but he couldn't. Acting meant too. You really out-did yourself. I'm so lucky to have you in my life." She set her cup down and leaned over to give me a quick peck on my cheek."We're both lucky then, Kaleigh," I replied to her compliment. "I really think I'm getting the better end of the deal between us. Just look at you," I said as I waved my hand across in front of her. "How many 40ish guys like me, wake up to see a gorgeous, 23 year-old blonde beauty, with her amazing big, bad girls happily exposed for him to admire, as she. When I finally had everything on, Miranda grabbed me by the shouldersand led me over to my sister's full-length mirror."Ok," she said, "Now, you're going to stand here and look at yourself.Get used to the thought of yourself dressed like this. I'm going to goupstairs and get a drink, and when I get back, I expect you to bestanding here, just like this. Got it?"I nodded. I heard her pick up my clothes and close the door behind heras she left. I waited, not sure what I was going to do.A few.