But I still think you’re mad for doing this. We can fake your references, Becca. No one expects you to actually turn tricks just to get inside the e...cort service.”“And no one has managed to get past their background checks, either, Greg. You know I have to prove I’m an escort to get inside, and to do that I can’t simply fake it. I need to do the job, and I need to do it with men they trust.”“Yeah, well, you are taking a hell of a risk.”“Maybe I am. But all things considered, fucking some. I didn’t want to look back, told myself not to, but then apparently, at that moment, the whole rational thought, logic thing was once again was nowhere to be found in the area of my brain matter. I looked back. Greg’s left foot protruded from her mouth. His size-eleven Reebok feebly tried to worm its way to freedom, but with a horrible, slobbery slurp, the girl finished him off. Then she had me by the arm, hands closing and squeezing my flesh with an icy grip. I felt my feet tumble, balance. Tonight she would be imaging Cassie's body, without doctoring.Cassie turned up in Julie's office in the afternoon to hang around, waiting for her to finish preparations.Gabby was hanging around, too. Somehow she had picked up on the nature of tonight's expedition, knew all of the details, and wouldn't be dissuaded from coming with them."You could image me instead of Cassie," Gabby said, "You've already got the scans of me. They'd be better to compare. And I've used the scanner when it was here. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. She had a little bit of a blonde bush covering above her clit. Her clit was a little bit bigger than most that I have seen. ‘Turn around, let me see that ass Taylor’. She turned around, showing me her tight ass. I stroked it harder and harder and she watched me. ‘Ok, are you done with me, I got to go pee!’ This intrigued me a bit. ‘Well, no, I still haven’t blown my load. I want you piss right here in front of me on the floor’ ‘Ewwww!! No!’ she commanded. I.