Haven’t you noticed?”Clara was silent.“You want him, too, don’t you?” Alyssa pressed.“I never really thought about it,” Clara finally de...clared.“Liar. I bet you’re thinking about it right now.” Alyssa laughed, and Clara followed suit. Alyssa’s dad intervened. “Alright, Honey, let’s not badger Clara on the subject. It’s private.”“You know who’s really good?” Alyssa asked. I stiffened up, terrified that she was not changing the subject.“Who?”“My dad.” I exhaled in relief, privately embarrassed. He touched the damp skin with his hand, and spread it with his fingers.“Please…” Myara made one last, meagre attempt.She held her breath when she suddenly felt the chief’s tongue against her slit. He licked her slowly, enjoying the virgin taste. It was scary, to feel the orc’s sharp tusks against her delicate skin, but Myara felt the craving again, throbbing inside, stronger than ever. She wanted more, more of that wonderful sensation. More orc tongue! “No….” she panted. She wanted to oppose. You deserve the truth, if you can handle it. Can you?”With a stunned look on his face as well as on mine, Marcus replied, “I can handle the truth,” in a cheesy Jack Nicholson impersonation.“Well, Randall and I, less than a week ago, started a relationship between a brother and his sister that ... would not be approved of, in this day and age. Are you OK, knowing that?”“I picked up on something like that the first rehearsal Randall was here. Thank you for letting me know, but what you do is your. I blamed him more than I did Mr. Gillman. At least Ben had been honest about his intentions.It was so much more than a blowjob, though. Ben had done things to me no one else had. He'd gotten into my head, fucked with my mind as badly as he'd wanted to do to my body. In return, he'd offered not just the payment for Daddy's unfinished script, but much, much more.Ben Gillman was one of the most successful producers in the movie industry. One word from him and I would get me my chance. It was.