Let Sabrina know about Katherine’s proposal

“Your sister wanted to do more videos with me,” you tell Sabrina.

“Wh… but… what did you tell her?” she blurts out, looking flustered.

“I didn’t give her an answer yet,” you reply.

Sabrina sits down and takes the news in. She asks slowly, “Well… will you do it?”

You rub your chin, realizing that Sabrina is really bothered by this. “... I haven’t decided,” you finally answer. “What do you think?”

Sabrina shifts in her seat and adjusts her towel, not comfortable with her position. “I… well, it’s up to you. I have no power over you,” she says with a shrug.

“So you’d be fine with me doing it?” you probe.

Sabrina stiffens up. “I said I had no control over whether you did it or not,” she reiterates. It still isn’t a straightforward answer, but you can read between the lines.

There is an awkward pause in the conversation. “Katherine was asking about our relationship too,” you bring up, looking to see how she would react.

“Was she?’ Sabrina suddenly perks up with concern. “What did you tell her?”

Sabrina seems too serious about the subject. This feels like the perfect opportunity to tease her. “I told her we were fuck buddies. We’d sneak around the office doing it in all the rooms.” you lie.

“You did not!” Sabrina laughs. “She’d never believe you!”

“We did it in the break room, the boss’ office, the boiler room…” you continue.

“Stop!” Sabrina giggles, slapping your shoulder. “There’s no way I’d do that!”

“No way?” you ask.

“No way!” she affirms.

“What about for our next video?”

Sabrina stops laughing. She had forgotten about her agreement to star in another video. She stares off in the distance as her mind returns to her promise. She sighs and drops her shoulders when she looks at you. “You’re going to hold me to that, aren’t you?” she asks.

You shrug. “You did agree to it. Would you go back on your word?”

You can see the anguish in Sabrina’s face as she struggles to deal with her situation. “But… I was acting in the moment. I was getting ****… I didn’t have full faculty over what I was offering,” Sabrina reasons. “Can’t you let this pass just this once?”

“Sorry, auction house rules, you made the bid, you’re stuck with it,” you reply remorselessly.

Sabrina bites her lip and creases her brows, giving plaintive eyes of desperation. “Come on, John, isn’t there something else I can do for you?”

Possibilities pop up in your head. Alternatives to a sex tape that could be equally as enjoyable. In fact, Sabrina’s only apprehension is in recording a video. You could do all the acts that would be sex tape worthy without actually making a sex tape at all! You gaze at Sabrina with deviant eyes and suddenly she starts to question whether the alternative would be better than doing the video.

You lean back in your chair and rub your chin, staring at Sabrina. She clutches at her towel as she waits nervously for your decision.