They make their offer as Jerome tapes it all from the security room

Jerome whistled appreciatively to the brunette, who miraculously had stuck around, listening curiously (and with damp loins) to the sounds of him and Bria. She couldn't have told you why she hadn't taken off, other than that the whole thing seemed so surreal and straight out of one of her fantasies.

As soon as Jerome whistled her stomach did flip-flops and she trotted hesitantly toward him like a dog. The similarity wasn't lost on her.

"Um, hi," she said uncertainly. "I'm Rachel."'

"Mmm, I like Rachels," Jerome winked, planting a hand possessively on her waist, accepted by her with but a small startled jump. At the slight forward pressure of his hands she moved forward with him toward the side of the terminal. She wondered if he was going to treat her like he did that beautiful blond girl, fucking her like a whore and she couldn't decide if that was good or bad.

Instead, he stopped by a door, dug out some keys and a card, and in short order the two of them were through and into a somewhat dark room dominated by a pair of desks, each with a bank of monitors on it.

With a soft 'oh' Rachel realized it was the security center for the terminal. She nearly jumped when Jerome greeted a fat old guy who was avidly watching a monitor.

"Yo, George my man, you see the show?"

'George' nodded, giving the thumbs up but not looking away from the monitor. Squinting, Rachel realized that it was showing the shaded section of the terminal where the blond and Jerome had their tryst. "Got it all on tape. I'll overwrite it after she finishes with those two guys."

Entranced the three watched the monitor, watching Bria in surprisingly good quality as she faced the two men. She'd adjusted her minidress to cover her privates, but shielded her breasts like they were still on display. The two black men seemed to be eying her like a horse, and showed her a pair of bills.

Bria's head shook as she edged away, but the two men were mostly blocking the exit. She'd have to squeeze past them, give in, or scream.

"I hope she doesn't cause a scene," George said. "I'd hate to have to break this up."