I went back to the kitchen and watched as Judy finished cleaning up the counter and stove before starting the dish washer. I held out my hand to her a...nd led her to our bedroom. I sat her in the chair and sat on the bed across from her."I love you, Judy. You know why I did what I did last night, right?" Yes Brock, you wanted me to feel the same pain you felt when I called out Mark's name. In the beginning it did hurt, but watching you make Debbie cum while eating her pussy and then you fucking. As I was going to be having sex with her shortly, I felt that, at least, I should introduce myself but I didn't know the etiquette here so I said nothing."Amber, this is Pete," Dave said. "He's standing in for Jerry at short notice."She looked up this time and gave a bored smile. "Hi, Pete," she said.I said, "Hi," back.As Dave fussed around, I took the opportunity to study my co-star. She was in her early twenties, I guessed. Under the make-up it was difficult to be precise. She had. "Here!" she said, "Wear these."With that she threw the girl her bikini and slipped on the Levi's and work shirt she had been wearing the night before. She completely ignored the fact that the pants legs of her jeans were stained and stiff with dried blood from the knees down.When the girl said it was indecent only to be wearing a bikini with a skimpy hospital gown, Marty reminded her that she had been a prostitute."But that was for money!" Gloria wailed. "I didn't give it away." Pretend you're. He went up and put his hands on the counter, leaningslightly toward her in his expensive three piece suit and overpricedhaircut. Dennis grinned, which made some people think of snakes orreptiles. Maybe a shark. The woman pushed back her thick, unstyledhair, which fell to her shoulders, and asked in a friendly way, "May Ihelp you?" "Yes," he said with a predatory leer. He opened one hand andslid forward the paper it had been holding. "You can help me -- andyourself -- by vacating these.