It had been three months since Susan had been forced to make the porno film and her life had settled down some. She was still seeing five or six guys a week at a $100 a pop and she had done two more stag parties that Andy and Jerome had set up. She had even made two more films for Diamano. She didn't need the money - the track was closed for the season, but she had come to love all the s*x she was having and why not make money at it? She figured she could have a very nice nest egg when the track reopened. Diamano wanted her to make more films, and had even offered to up her fee from $3000 to $4000. She hated making the films, but the wrap parties were great. She was in the kitchen fixing dinner when she heard her husband come in the front door. She went to the fridge and got the pitcher of
