"I believe he does," Jennie said with satisfaction. "I also had to sign a confidentiality clause a mile long. I think he has been through a rough patc... with dishonest people. He implied he wanted someone new that he could rely on - and was willing to ensure I wouldn't look elsewhere for better pay." Well, that's fair enough. What does he intend to pay you?" her mother asked"£500 a week," Jennie replied. "That's £400 after tax!" Jesus!" her mother exclaimed, for the second time forgetting all. I don't think so" Carl answered. "But I know and remember you." You hung out with a fraternity brother of mine, Josh." I recognized the name Josh immediately as one of Beth's ex-boyfriends."Oh ok, yeah, I dated Josh for a while."We walked into the party following Carl. I noticed his eyes wander for a few seconds over Beth's body, and her tight pants. He smiled and kept walking. I was too nervous now that Carl had known my wife and new she was in Playboy. "Fuck" I thought to myself. "He's seen. Quickly, I slid my hand under her body and grabbed her mound, cupping it in the palm of my hand, possessing her wet pussy. “Oh yes,” she yelled, surprised by my firm hand gripping her then started humping it. “Oh, mmmmm, ohhhhhh, yes mmmmmmm,” came from her moaning mouth as she used my hand, squirming harder while I straddled her round ass and drove my hard cock deeper into the crack of her ass, her humping driving me insane as she fucked my hand, frantically rising and falling, her ass against. Dark knots, perceived imperfections dotting the walls made leering faces at me, as I walked through the emptiness of memory. My footfalls sounded hollow on the floorboards, echoing through the vast cavern of the study. Outside, I could see the onset of the storm, dark clouds gathering on the edge of heaven, blocking the sun, it’s light drifting lazily down upon the earth. Curious, I peered through the great bay window that sat like a portal to another world, at the boundary of that sepulcher.