Is that even legal? Yeah, good one Tom, Call the cops. Jesus. I am fucked.The video was a little grainy and dark but anyone who knew me could make me ...ut moving like an entranced zombie across the room. They would clearly hear him asking me if I liked sucking cock, hear me mumble my reply, but it was clear that I wanted to suck his cock. They could clearly see the 'video me' begin to sink to my knees almost completely out of the camera angle. They would hear me moan, as I started to work on his. I stood back and examined myself in the mirror and said to myself, hmmm this oughta do it. Dave gave me his hotel info and was to meet him at the hotel restaurant at 6:00.As I was driving I was nervous and excited as I had just realized my boss sold me like a hooker or an escort. I smiled to myself and said , Moni you little slut. I arrived and walked to the restaurant noticing the men looking at me approvingly. I asked the maître D for Mr Johnston's table and he guided me to it. As we were. ‘Listen, Spence, I’d better get going.’ ‘Already? You just got here.’ ‘I know, but I have a million things to do and Mickie will kill me if I don’t pick up her dry cleaning like I promised.’ ‘Ah.’ Spencer took a long swig, following Darrin to the door and watching his ass. Something was bothering him, no, not bothering, actually. Puzzling him. Why had Darrin suddenly decided to bolt when he’d started talking about being gay? Maybe because he was gay himself? That thought made Spencer’s cock. “So you didn’t know anything about the drugs concealed in it?” “Of course not.” “So you just borrowed it?” “That’s right.” “Because…” “Listen. I was going for an interview and the bra I was wearing was cutting into me something rotten. It made me look like I had four boobs…” “And whose bra was that?” “Which bra?” “The one you were wearing when you set off for ‘the interview’?” Sergeant Stevens punctuated the air with his fingers when he said ‘the interview’. They didn’t believe that.