He stopped dead in his tracks and came in and sat down in a chair next to mine. He didn’t say anything for a few minutes, and when the show that was...on went off, the few others in the room filed out as was usual. Mike turned to me and said so, what are you going to do? I knew what he was talking about but thought about it and decided to have some fun at his expense. I answered and said ”well I think I am going to watch one more show and then turn in for the night, how about you?” He got. Only a handful of close friends I can trust to keep their mouths shut know it’s me. They vids are apparently popular on Mike’s website and he wants me to do some more. He also wants to expand the distribution on what I’ve already done. I guess I can do the disguise again, but what if someone at work figures out it’s me.”Owen shrugged, “So, they know you’ve done some naughty stuff; so what?”“I could lose my job,” Alice protested.“Roy wouldn’t fire you; he’s almost as much in love with you as I. He turned on the monitors for the interior and exterior screens. They watched the maid cleaning the rooms and getting them all set up for the evening. The gardener was trimming bushes, watering the flowers and mowing the lawn. Shortly after the help left, a limo pulled up with Mr. Blair and his two customers. The prostitutes were scheduled to arrive at 8:00. However, Greg had paid them double not to show up. He explained to Mrs. Barker that he had removed all record of the three prostitutes. There was a lady sitting primly in one of the chairs, she looked up from a magazine as he entered. He saw her eyes dart to his wall clock and he smiled to keep from saying something that might get him in trouble with the Legal Department. She was here unannounced, at the end of the day and she was annoyed because she had to wait to see him. Ah, Misses Simmons, he said with a broad smile, please step into my office. 'Miss Simmons, she said, haughtily. Bret maintained his smile, paused in.