After the usual niceties, I got down to what I really called for."John, Derek tells me you screwed one of the secretaries at the Christmas party. Tell...me that isn't so."Dead silence on the phone. I could almost hear his wheels grinding in John's head on what to say."Beth, Derek is telling the truth. It happened, and it meant nothing to me. I am asking for your forgiveness. I suggested that you sleep with Derek, rather than some stranger, to make up for my transgression. Sort of getting even. Gotta catch my plane this afternoon.” she said with a smile. Her flight would take her to China where the movie company which she had a contract with at the moment, was having a talk with a Chinese company for their next movie in which Katheryn would star. She had taken some time off to relax and had decided to go to Rio, meeting up with some friends there and have a week of parties and sunshine before her next gig.She smiled as she remembered the past fun filled days and felt a bit guilty. When I looked away, all I saw was the thin man, still standing over me, stroking his cock and rubbing some lotion onto it. Oddly, I remember wondering where he got lotion from. I closed my eyes and just laid there as he rammed himself inside me. At one point he leaned down and start kissing my lips, and sliding his tongue inside my mouth. I could tell by the way his grunts were getting harder that was close. He laid his whole face down on on mine as he gave his final deepest thrusts. ‘You’ll get your perfect wedding,’ she murmured. For several weeks, Karmella’s life had been so tiring. She’d been getting very little sleep. Even in her dreams, she was making bridal decisions and solving wedding day problems! She didn’t want to use any more of her dwindling energy to think about what was happening. Surely it was all right to just do what Venezia told her to do. She put everything but the terrific sensations between her legs out of her mind. Perfect wedding, later: excellent.