The pictures turned out quite well, don't you think?" Let's just get this over with," I insisted. "Do you want money for that computer? I'll need to k...ow there aren't any more hard drives with those files on them." I want money, alright," laughed the man. "The problem is you don't have any where near enough. I want you to give my friend in the back your ID card and the code you use to get into the more sensitive areas of your company." What? You think I'll give you that? If they find out I gave. "We're going to teach you the fine art of masturbation." In front of you? she squealed. "I can't do that, Sandi." Of course you can, Edie Townsell. You just do exactly as I do when I tell you. I'll have you coming in no time and by that time, you won't care who's watching you."I started on her nipples, and by the time I was pinching and twisting mine, pulling at them, and whimpering, she was right with me. She was a bit more hesitant when it came to touching herself where it mattered, but once. Wow, you look nice. Hey, I’ve got something I need to show you. Remember the dress that…’ Sarah had to cut her off, ‘Um, about that, actually, I’ve got something I need to show you first.’ She was fumbling with the manila envelope containing pictures of the dirtiest thing she had ever done – graphic evidence that she had completed Melissa’s prescribed punishment. Earlier that morning Sarah had called and flatly stated, ‘Well, I did it.’ And Melissa had simply replied, ‘Excellent. Come over.’. The bubbles tickled my nose and I burped and covered my mouth. She laughed, too and smiled. “Would you like to join us?” she asked, but she had her arm wrapped around my back and was leading me to a booth where her companion stood, watching our approach. He was tall and stood with a casual, youthful air. He had intense brown eyes, a high forehead and rich full lips. He was startlingly handsome. I could feel him looking me up and down and had the feeling that things were starting to look up. I.