‘Thank you for all that you’ve done for me.’ Then she kissed me again, this time with more passion. ‘Didn’t you say something about me trust...ng you not to rape me?’ ‘Am I raping you? I thought that I was trying to seduce you, there is a difference you know.’ I felt her hand on my cock and it was something that I hadn’t felt for some time, a hand other than my own on my cock that is, so I let it stay there. I was glad that I did because she was good at what she was doing and in very little time. “A kid?” I asked.“A kid,” the professor confirmed. “My ... operative ... made contact. There is no more information coming from that source. She managed to convince him that if she found him those hoping to prosecute him would be able to do it just as quickly. He’s good but he’s sloppy, she said. She’s going to work with him to teach him how to do it without leaving breadcrumbs back to his father’s house.”“I ... uh,” I stammered. I didn’t want to be responsible for the next generation of. Oh three minutes and we can be on the air." The air? You mean live?" I asked, wondering what is going on."Deary, how else is he going to see you?"The next few minutes were a blur with them setting up a camera and talking on the phone with the station. Next thing I knew I was in front of a camera with this weird gadget in my ear, all mic'ed up and waiting for... something.Anything.Suddenly I heard a voice in my ear, Connor's voice."Is that you honey? Are you really here?" Oh Conner! What are you. .. with the matching... undies and nylons," my mistress kissed down my jaw and neck, her hands running in small circles over my naked body. I moaned quietly and she grinned wickedly and flicked my naked tits then hurriedly left the room, knowing she had succeeded in arousing me. I rose and did as she asked, then brushed and lightly teased my straight dark red hair, assuring that I looked like the whore I was. ----------- The strip club I worked at was owned by my mistress, of course, so I.