My phone lit up and sounded the familiar “dun duh” from Law and Order, Claire had probably come to the same conclusion as I had, what a shame thou...h, we’d been planning our trip to the Cape for weeks. Claire’s boyfriend had even rented a boat and booked a beach house on Airbnb. Hopefully, he could get his deposit back. Still having three days off I decided the unexpected free time shouldn’t be wasted and headed to the T station with an umbrella.As expected, Roxbury Crossing was anything but. Two cameramen, with tube cameras and long cables, kept moving around that stage, trying to get the best close ups. At this bar, the goal was heavy duty assaults upon the girls, and the visualization for all to see.My own wife worked at The Demo Bar. She was only scheduled once every six to eight weeks. You will understand why that interval was important. The drawings supplied for this story were done by a friend amateur artist. Remember that no photos could be taken. If that happened, you would. I’m eager to pet them, and I know my touch will increase their size. In a few minutes they’ll be incredibly large. The tips of my fingers squeeze and caress one nipple, while my lips smooth over the other. My strokes are delicate as I pet over her skin, my tongue lapping over her right breast, occasionally sliding it into the valley of her cleavage. I can’t get enough. I crisscross over her with fine kisses while my fingers show how I adore her. My eyes close as I shut out the distraction of. What you did not find or see was his video set up that he filmed you with; it took me four trips before I found it. I hate to tell you, but he edits them and sells them over the Internet, and on the plane you where on I think he sent back over 100 videos, did you see a large blue box get placed on board when you left?"Now in a deep shock I said, "Yes".Mary continued, "By tomorrow night those tapes will be duplicated thousands of times and sent out all around the world. I know, I have seen.