For Kassie. The drive home was quieter. The lights were on, casting a warm glow through the open blinds. “Come in with me,” she said as she parked the car. “Just a sprain, I think. She felt the heat building between her legs, but it was a response to the situation’s intensity, not to the very humiliating act she was forced to perform. She sat dressed in only a black bra and panties, Sommer started the show. Each more awkward, gawky, and tragically dressed than the last. “A video of you faking an orgasm for a bunch of creeps? Her dark chocolate hair was styled in loose waves that framed her face, drawing attention to her piercing emerald eyes and high cheekbones. Okay. With a sigh, he started gathering his things, unsure of what to do next.
