The email stated that the author was a young woman in her mid-20s who was very interested in anything sexually adventurous, and was particularly inter...ested in hypnosis and neural programming language. She asked if he was a killer or stalker and asked him to provide more information about how this might happen. He quickly responded that he was not a stalker or killer and asked to see her picture while providing one of himself, which he hoped would not drive her away too fast. She responded. "Oh, hi, Emily." Hi, Mr. Campbell," she replied.Dad looked back down at the folder before turning back to me. "Do youwant to go over the endorsements?" Sure," I replied. Emily might have missed most of the day, but thiswas something that she probably would like to be a part of."What endorsements?" Emily asked. I grinned at her."Dad has a big list of people who want to have Sarah endorse theirproducts," I explained. I took the folder from my dad and placed it onthe table in front of the couch.. Another woman appeared, older than Mom, built the same and very beautiful. She moved Blondie away and took her place. Her arm went around my waist and she pushed her big tits into me as she stood beside me. Soon she was feeling my ass."I think a dressing room is in order," she announced.Blondie blew me a kiss as we were led down a hallway to a large room, bigger than our living room, and ushered inside. There were big chairs and a couch, lots of mirrors, and a table full of wines and beverages.. “Oh god, how well Reddy has used my wife,” I thought as I looked at the marks closely.I placed my hand on Kavita’s shoulder and slowly moved them down along her arms. Kavita rested her head back on my chest to relax. “What did he do to you, baby?” I asked her as I gently kissed her neck“Ahh,” Kavita moaned. “Why do you want to know?” Kavita questioned meI had no answer to this question.“Tell me, Arun. Why do you want to know?” Kavita asked again as she turned towards me. I saw nail marks dug.