“That’s it? No one was going to push me where I didn’t want to go. XXNX She wanted to know who I knew in the industry. At the very least, bill her for the agonizing waste of time she put you through watching her. Candy took all my information, names, dates—as well as I could remember, which wasn’t all that good—hair color, weight, even scent. After that, Stacy found herself willingly submissive and attentive. I’m weak. I suppose I had just suffered from retention of vision or something. And a fucking good one at that! I swear I only looked away for a second, and there she was—very close to me. It’s the same feeling his main character got when he was enticed—or was it threatened?—by a dominant, seemingly crazed beauty, into a story that will have you clutching your privates. She walked up to me, this respectable-looking beauty that could have just come from church and not the filthiest parts of my imagination.
