Chapter Thirteen
So at last they did it—they drew up all the plans and made all the preparations for a pornographic website of which the masked Samantha, smirking and buxom and mercilessly demanding of anything as easily excitable and manipulable as the human male, would be the star. God, what a strange, wickedly thrilling time it was!
Aaron’s friend, Jerry, may have been the key that opened the door upon the once-impossible situation, but it was Samantha’s eager hand on the knob, Samantha’s emerald eyes that sparkled so calmly pleased at what she saw, and Samantha’s privately inventive and simmering libido that decided every step through the shadowy maze of debauchery and degradation…and beautifully illicit satisfaction. Tom had cringed a little at the thought of meeting the man whom hi
