When he asked me to pose as his wife in a fake wedding, I didn’t have the heart to let him down. I knew how much was at stake for him, and a couple ...f days of anguish, fear and acting was a small price for me to pay. I looked over at the clothes hanger on the bathroom wall where the shining white gown was hanging. This was it. Somehow I felt the seriousness of the situation as the seconds edged closer. The silk fabric of the gown felt cold against my skin as I pulled it up along my body. The. I mean, it could have made the difference between getting a life-changing summer placement or being thrown on society's scrap-heap. Male recruiters would appreciate a bit of a show, and female ones would notice how smart but sexy and confident we looked.Anyway, I was becoming increasingly hot and bothered by the immediate presence of so many other hot chicks, often accidentally brushing hands or shoulders in the packed room, and inevitably finding myself staring at an enticing cleavage or two.. Then I saw some of those stars we’d just given birth too, even through the light haze that hung over LA at night. Maybe it’s just because he’d hit me hard enough to knock me flat on my ass. ‘Get out of here motherfucker, before I beat your ass!’ he said. I struggled to stand up. There were still dots swimming in my eyes. ‘Jack, I’m sorry! Please just go!’ Beth said as the wall of meat drug her up the stairs and into the apartment door. ‘Wait, Beth…’ I coughed. I swayed to my feet. The. He liked the way we squealed. Before Ken arrived I checked myself in the mirror; everything was per his orders, I even hiked up my tight dress a bit so it was right under my butt cheeks. The door rang and I answered it. Ken looked me up and down with a smile. In person he was much more rugged than is pictures but his voice was calming. I welcomed him in my home and offered a seat. We sat and talked a while then he just asked me “Are you a virgin?” I told him I practiced with dildos, but.