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Chapter 20
by bsnick
Do those hands or their arousal derail the talking?
The derailed conversation is derailed back to the original conversation
Billy cleared his throat uncomfortably, making the others jump. Carl and Rachel looked at each other, blushed, and pulled away a little.
"Not to derail the coversation that derailed the original topic or anything," the sarcasm was plain in his voice, though he wished he could claim the side-topic hadn't aroused him, "But there's still the issue of the video."
"I can't do it," Rachel said softly. "I'm trying to be a model."
"Adult models make a lot of money," Tyrone told her.
Rachel winced at the thought of money that she might be relinquishing, but shrugged. "I can't," she said softly, and added. "Cecilia would kill me."
Billy's shoulders slumped, and Tyrone leaned back in disappointment. A melancholy mood settled upon them at the realization that this was it, they were going to go their separate ways.
Time to go home?
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