My parents had already gone to bed, and Michael was out. I knocked on Stephen's door, and opened it before he could even answer. He was standing at hi... dresser, and he spun around when he heard me come in."What?" he asked, already on the defensive."What the fuck do you think you're doing?" I asked angrily."I don't know what you're talking about," he tried bluffing.I wasn't buying whatever bullshit he was peddling. "Jake recognized you," I said, sitting down on the edge of his twin bed.He folded. I knew this because my cell phone activated any time someone wanted to use the Master PC program.“TruthTell Miss Williams – what really happened?” Mickey asked.Mickey thought she looked relieved.“The truth is, I’m 66 years old, and somehow I changed and this young girl who was badly hurt needed a dress,” she said as if recounting a movie plot. “Those two men would have killed her if that young gentleman hadn’t stopped them, I’m sure.”“Did you see what happened?” Mickey asked.“No. I saw them. We watched a couple as they played with each other. Kim switched to another room where there was a girl with two men.We sat on the couch, watching the threesome having sex. Kim pulled her computer closer and switched to the profile she’s created.“Okay, we need to create a profile for us. We want something to entice the viewers to watch our broadcast,” Kim said. “The first thing we should do is pick the names we want to use.”“I suggest we use names that will be easy for us to remember. Bill. ” With a broad grin, “stunning,” was all he said. I had to admit, even with my slightly unsteady walking at first I hadn’t felt this sexy in years.The meal was gorgeous, and the wine flowed. Afterwards, we decided to try a few bars in town. I even thought to myself as we walked how the heels gave me quite a wiggle now I had got used to them. And on more than one occasion I had caught Mark looking. I quite liked the tingle it gave me.The second bar we went to was playing some good music. Mark.