Let me show you." I said, and went to my computer. Her page was a bookmark on my browser. I showed her the picture. When I turned back, she was coveri...g up her torso with her hospital gown."You're showing me your porno? You sick freak!" she spat at me."Oh, I might be sick, but come on; I am not the one uploading the pictures." That's bullshit. You have no proof." That's ok. I heard your boss put you here. Lets see how he feels about his closest employee uploading nudes. You think he won't. Not for the first time, you wonder if there are songs in Heaven, besides hymns that is.Hell, all the best guys and girls are up there already. Surely they are all jamming together. God wouldn't have taken all of that talent that he created in the first place, put it all together in one location and not be enjoying it, would He?Your mind, still a little rattled, has you thinking about how certain songs at the right time have changed your life. Songs that came out of the radio at JUST the right. He told me that he hadn't been able to fill the position because he really wanted someone who would be prepared to "give the customers a bit of fun as well."I told him that my wife was looking for a part time job.He gave a bit of a guffaw and told me that I didn't quite understand what he meant."A bit of fucking and sucking on the side?" I said by way of clarification.The guys seemed a bit surprized. "Yeh. That's it," he said."That sounds ok," I replied.Mentioning the position to my wife as. Deanna slowly returned to reality, and realized that the ball-gag had been removed. Her jaw was a little sore and her mouth was dry, but otherwise she was alright. The feeling of fullness in her belly wasn’t uncomfortable anymore, and her pussy felt quite content."Would you like a drink, Deanna?" Yes, thank you." The polite exchange was out of place, considering her circumstances, but didn’t feel wrong. Her captor was showing real concern for her, and she could tell that he felt something, even.