It isn’t Liz Larimer. But it is somebody well known. Think about the other names mentioned and you’ll have a clue about who’s on the tape.”“......” Morton stammered. “What other names?”“They edited it, didn’t they?” I asked with a laugh. “Holy fuck, did you piss away fifty grand or what? Well, that’s tough shit, Bucko. McHenry already spent that. You made a deal with the devil and he stuck the pitchfork right up your ass! OK, Steven or Stefan or whoever you want to be today. Here’s the deal.. I massaged slowly and patiently. Breathing hard and staring at the ceiling, I felt the rising flood against my skin. My mind toyed with thoughts of Mr Renshaw. His barrel chest pushing against his tight shirts; two opened buttons revealing a tuft of auburn hair; the unmistakeable bulge in his corduroy trousers, at which I spent entire lessons staring and wondering. My fingers locked in a quickening spiral.I raised myself from the mattress and wrestled my shorts down my legs. My fingers pushed. Hasn’t anyone told you that’s no way to talk to a lady?’ ‘Well lookit here, I got me a feisty one.’ He drawled. But Connor was grinning. He was interupted by a loud noise from Kat’s stomach. ‘Have you eaten dinner?’ At Kat’s negative, he jumped up and said, well, let’s order a pizza–come to think of it, I’m starving. But Kat’s smile vanished and she stood up quickly, stumbling slightly. ‘Oh I should head home, thanks for um, saving me, um….I’ll just get my stuff.’ ‘Kaitlyn? What are you talking. Then I heard it, a moan, her moan, and his moan, then “Oh yes,” she said, “Oh what you want to do with this. You so big and hard Dan. Yes please Dan puck me. Oh I love this. Tim and me we practice this you know, I tell you earlier about it. We pretend you pucky me like dis while he poke me with strap-on. Oh my oh yes oh my you so big. I think you bigger than my toy. Mmmm puck me Dan please. Yes you much bigger than Tim. He little red dick and look so angry when it hard. No, I love him but he…”I.