His cell phone goes off again, he looks and flips it open, he says, “Becky, glad to see you awake.” “I want to apologize for a few hours ago.”... “For what?” “You aren’t dumb, I was hitting on you.” “Like you always do when you are drunk. I’m used to it.” “How are you able to hold yourself back like that?” “I don’t see you as some drunk chick that’s an easy score, like most the other guys, I see you as a close friend, or a sister.” Mark could feel a smile creep on her lips even though he wasn’t. It was posted at eight a.m. yesterday and, by midnight, it was the top single-day download in Daystar's history."That record might have fallen already, because by two p.m. this afternoon, it was already two-thirds of the way to eclipsing it. Before dinner, I did an informal check of known sites and it had already been shared 6,000 from the two-largest torrent sites and was uploaded on every major file sharing site I could think of. At the largest I know of, the poster had been 'thanked' by more. " "I bet you did." you grinned wickedly. "And now here you are with another one in a locker room." I moved quickly, pinning my mouth to yours, my tongue delving into the damp sweetness of your mouth, as I lowered you onto the bench, coming down on top of you. As our mouths feasted on each other, I slid between you thighs, my now hard cock pressing into your crotch. I could feel the heat coming off of your pussy through your clothes. Though I and my wife had a great sex life, I wasn't. He could, and did, demand sex whenever he wished and I had no option but to comply otherwise it was a spanking and then the sex. It also seemed that he was getting all the kudos for the work I did. The bills went out on the Mansard Joinery headed noted paper or electronically from the web site and no mention was made of me as the maker. To be fair, it was largely his capital that financed the firm although the premises were a grant from a TV company who'd sponsored a programme for ex prisoners..