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I'm Angela Baring. I have an appointment to see Jay Dalton.

Come in.

Stay here.

Wait a minute.

I'll be back.

My name is Luke, charge of security. Can I see your bag, please?

Hi, Jake. How are you?

Angela?

This is Jerry, my partner.

Angela Barron, Mark's wife.

This, of course, is Luke, my chief of security.

Angela, we've been going over the loan on Mark here, and he owes us a lot of

money. He's due in full tomorrow.

Tomorrow?

Does he have the money?

I spoke to my bank today, and they said that they could lend me the $50,000, but

not until the end of next week.

Paperwork. Credit references.

You know.

I had met Angela Barry when she was dining at Chucky's with her husband.

What a loser he was.

She was just too expensive and attractive for him.

And when she was bullshitting me about this bank loan, I knew I had a chance to

nail her.

All that I'm asking for is a one-week delay.

Wouldn't you do that for me, Jake?

Well, I don't know.

What would you do for me?

We may go out for a drink one day.

A drink?

Angela, I think you can do better than that.

What do you mean?

You know.

I have an idea.

Why don't you take cover of your clothes so we can look at the delicious body of

yours?

Maybe we can work something out.

Yeah, Angela.

I'm sure you're used to all kinds of proposals every time you go into

Chutney's alone.

I never go there alone.

Come on.

Don't be shy.

We all need things.

If you give everyone one, we'll give you what you need.

I can't. I'm a married woman. So what?

I'm a married man.

Hey, there's nothing wrong with a little street tease and a little fun.

Wouldn't any woman in love do what they asked for the well-being of their loved

ones?

I wasn't going to like it, though.

How could I? I can always feel when a woman gets hot.

Angela, she's no exception.

Come on, Angela.

Take it out.

Come on, Angela, loosen up. Nothing wrong with showing us your real tits.

Hey Jake, why don't you have Luke help her?

Yeah, with all them silicone breasts bouncing up and down in Beverly Hills,

real tits are hilarious.

Hey Luke, let's go over there and help her out. She needs a little help, I

think.

God knows I was trying so hard not

to become aroused by Luke, but his crotch was getting so big.

Take it all off.

Boy, she feels a lot.

Of course she does.

That's prime right there.

See that butt turning around?

Yeah, get rid of that little nighty thing.

Luke's eyes were so intense.

I must admit, I was feeling something strange.

Even as she tried to regret her lies, she was still hating after me.

She was craving pecks.

She had had it.

Please, Jay.

Please, Jay what?

You'd like it.

There you go.

Do you want it?

Yes.

Come on, it's cold fucker.

Feed it to her, yeah.

You hungry?

Fuck them.

Skull fucker. I'm gonna pull their fucking head.

Blow them back to earth willy and tuck with your head. Skull fucker, do it!

Suck those balls.

Beat it with that cock. Come on. Smack her one.

Come on. You're a good whack.

Do you, Angela?

Yes.

We have a deal, right?

I'm just going to get dressed now, okay?

Right, Luke? Right, Jay?

Not so fast.

I was going to get dressed.

I'm not done with you yet, Angela.

I thought we had a deal. I was just supposed to strip.

Luke.

Luke ain't going to help you. He works for me.

Remember, you're doing this for Mark.

Mark owes me a lot of money.

Now I'm giving you some more time.

Luke.

Hey, Luke.

Bring her in the room.

was sliding up my ass.

I've never had anyone do that to me. Not even Mark.

It was disgusting.

Still, I felt a strange new sensation.

What would Mark say if he knew what I was doing?

Thank you.

The tail.

I felt this uncontrollable urge.

Ordinary sex just wasn't enough.

I wanted more.

Thank you.

Oh.

Damn.

Damn.

Damn.