There is a firm but careful stroking over my inner thigh on my stockingtops, and I feel my leg being pushed wider apart. I have to leanforward and hol...d on more tightly as I am opened up and pushed down ontothe bed. You must have put some pillows under my stomach without menoticing, as I cannot lie flat and my rear is raised higher than myhead behind me. There is more gentle, indulgent, stroking of my legsfrom the tight leather boots around my calves, up to the top of my longblack seemed. How do you know what it means?”“I don’t know... I read about it.”“You read about it? Where?” I had a rough idea of where I was going with this. My computer was loaded with incestual material, and I’d bet my bottom dollar this little brat had had a ‘sticky beak.’“On your compu--... on my school computer.” Nice try, but she’d slipped up. Big time.“Why were you on my computer?”“I wasn--”“--Elly... I know you were. You just started to say it.” A look of hopelessness downed her face. “So why were. I clicked the text window and erased Jodie’s email address and quickly replaced it with my own- Confirm email: [email protected] I pressed enter, prompting final drop-down that read, ‘DIGITAL SECURITY PASS DELIVERED’.My phone suddenly buzzed in my pocket, making me jump. I yanked it out to see that I’d just received a new email titled, ‘CLASSIFIED: SECURITY PASS’. With my fingers trembling, I opened the email. It looked like some sort of security clearance badge with Jodie O’Connell’s name. My pairents loved me dearly but due to their jobs were never there for me. When I went to college, I had no support structure at all. I fell into depression and was friended by a man that turned out to be a pimp, that started five years of d**g use and occasional prostution. The night Gary and I reunited I tried to flag him down as a customer, Gary being Gary recognized me from school and thought I was trying to flag down a taxi. When he stopped and called me by my name and asked me where I.