“Well I’m sorry I snooped and open some of them.”“Where was she going....” my heart stops, ‘fuck’“There were some nice ones where you�...��ve made good use of your video camera but there was another file where you used it for a different reason.” I can feel my heart jump start and start to race and beat fast in my chest. Miss Davidson is shifting a lot more in her seat as she opens the exact file she is talking about. On her screen is Kelsey on my bed. We had gotten drunk one night and yeah, we made. WhenThe Sun finally 'outed me' eighteen months ago I expected the look intheir lecherous faces to change and in a way it has I suppose, becausemixed in with lust now is the question. "Has she gone all the way?"Stalking past them on my heels I'm suddenly aware of the crowd noise andit hits me like a drug rush that addictive heady mixture of excitementand anticipation in the atmosphere. Once upon a time the stage callwould send my belly fizzing with giddy trepidation but not now... notany more.... I slid my palm up and down on it, making the loose flesh slip up and down on the firm rod inside."How about a little bet?" I said. "I'll bet I can get you hard and make you cum in less than 15 minutes. If I win, you help me Sunday."David considered it a moment. "And if you lose?" Then," I said, "I'll keep going until you do cum, and you don't have to do anything for me." The way I feel," David said, "keeping going might not do any good, and anyway I might not want to. How's this? If you can't. P of sales at Oldham.Frowning at the screen, the tip of her tongue suddenly appeared at the corner of her mouth and with a few fast clicks of the mouse she leaned back in the chair, a satisfied look on her face.I could tell by her slight grin that she knew I was watching. Her hair was hanging down to her shoulders, straight and unbound; it bounced when she gave it a little shake. She was wearing my shirt from the party and based on her pile of clothes in the bedroom, nothing else. She pretended.