"Look John, I understand the urge to be adventurous but if word got out you were seen sucking strange cocks in public at a nudist resort...it would be over for you," Moore said. "The board has some very strict moral codes they expect us all to follow."

"And you think they would find out?"

"I guarantee it," he said, tapping his glasses with his index finger. "I've got 20 minutes worth of video of you sucking the cream filling out of that beautiful little latino meat stick uploaded to the cloud."

The Smart Glasses fad had come and gone, I never would have imagined that Mr. Moore, or anyone else, was walking around a nudist resort videoing everything.

"Just a couple of clicks and the entire board...hell, the entire company will be able to watch you get to the creamy center of that tootsie roll pop," he said. "How much is it worth to you to keep it secret?"

I stared at him, unable to believe what I was hearing. Was he really trying to **** me into gay sex? Did I really have a choice?