Mum and Dad?

You climb from the hot tub, dry you overly curvaceous body and get dressed in panties, bra, tiny metallic skirt, heels that increase your 5’2” to 5’6” and a tight crop top that gives you a valley of cleavage. You look and feel like a porn star and it just feels so right.

“God, you look sexy,” Roger said.

You turn your body to display it to him. “We could go to the bedroom... a quickie?” You ask hopefully.

He shakes his head ruefully as he finishes dressing in a designer track suit that makes him fit the role of sleazy porn director. “No. Later. I promise.” He says as he pushes you out.

“Let’s Get Suki and a Jeremy-“

“Going somewhere?” A man in an expensive tailored suit growls. Giovanni Luico. Lucky. The mob boss you’d testified against.

“You’re meant to be in jail!” Robert said in shock.

“Someone who looks just like me is...” Lucky said. “But money can buy anything. New lives. Whores... I was just watching the closed circuit feed from your room. You’ll be making me the money you owe me with a smile on your cocksucking lips.” He says to you. You stare in shock.