Time to get the pizza to Brittany and Austin.

After we finished our interaction, Denise went back into the pizzeria and brought the pizza to me, fresh from the oven. She handed it over to me with a smirk on her face. "You should probably get out of here," she stated. "Becca will be here soon."

I quickly took the pizza in my hands, leaving my cock and balls exposed, but the pizza box kept them out of Denise's line of sight. "Yeah, they must be wondering what's taking so long," I responded matter of factly as I turned to leave the usual spot.

Right before I could, though, Denise put a hand on my bare shoulder. "Wait, Benjamin," I heard her say as she turned me around. "These people that are blackmailing you... who are they?"

That... would be some damning information for her. Information that might cause the document to get leaked out and ruin my life.

Regrettably, I answered with a curt "I can't say. Sorry." And with that, I walked out of the usual spot. I spent the next minute or two sneaking around the parking lot, making sure that my naked body was out of anyone's sight as I returned to my car and climbed into the back seat.

Brittany turned her head bacl to look at me. "What took you so long?" she retorted.

I shrugged. "The pizza oven was having some problems," I lied. "The pizza's fine, though."

Austin took the pizza from my hands (without so much as a thank you) and checked. "Hmm..." he sounded out, clearly checking to make sure that there wasn't anything fishy about the pizza.

Soon enough, Austin handed the pizza to his sister. "Yep, that's what we asked for," Austin finally declared. "So now we know you can remember to do simple tasks. Good to know."

I rolled my eyes as Austin started up my car again and pulled out of the parking lot and started heading towards my apartment.