Steveintroduced himself at the door and explained that he was working forTony Leonardo.Harold let Steve into his apartment with trepidation; he'd neve...r metSteve Marshall before, but he knew his reputation. He offered him adrink and they both sat down and lit cigarettes and sipped at theirbeers."So how's business?" Steve smiled at Harold; the sort of smile acrocodile gives a wallaby."Well you know; so-so," Harold replied."What can I do for you?"Steve had enlarged the best frame out of the video. Somewhere along the line she began taking her panties off and sleeping with them wrapped around her hand, which she held close to her mouth. This is where I got another warped idea.After she was asleep, I started switching my panties for hers that were wrapped around her hand, so that when she woke up, it would be my panties she was smelling or tasting. The next morning when she woke up, I pretended to still be asleep, but watched her as she realized she had been using my panties instead of. His dick started to throb as he slowly walked towards the bathroom door, the anticipation of seeing her was killing him, he opened the door slowly and thought he would cum instantly. There she was naked in the tub, most of the bubbles were gone so he could see clear through the water, and he held his breath as he watched her touch herself, her head thrown back. She was so deep into what she was doing she did not hear him enter, but she felt him. She gasped as she opened her eyes, seeing him. He stood across from her without moving. In a very soft voice, he said, "This program is about learning things about yourself. Tell me one thing that you've learned since living here." I'm a whore," Denise answered bitterly.Dale shook his head and said, "No you're not." I'm having sex with you in trade for something I want. That makes me a whore," Denise said flatly."Then you aren't a very good one," Dale said."What do you mean?" Denise asked."If your past performance in terms of having sex is.