It was almost time for the new year, and I was starting to get antsy. I hadn't heard from Just A Scientist in a while. I kept making excuses to hang out at my computer in case my email pinged.

 

 

But it was silence on his end.

 

 

But luckily, I got a lead out of nowhere on my other story. Some background: a really bad wave of the clap and trich combined had swept through the swingers' club, and we had to cancel events until people got cleaned up. Normally, we all sort of just took this in stride. We knew some of our members were professionals, and they might sometimes catch something. Although, honestly, I had it from Chad that he and Grace were both clean, so this probably came from one of the other guys deciding to get his rocks off in the city. Anyway, as a group, we didn't really pursue that kind of thing, and just chalked it up to bad luck, and took a break. But those of us who knew we were clean sometimes hung out unofficially, and I was visiting Meg one day, and I happened to mention my experience in Tomarang.

 

 

I told her how I'd seen this touristy guy and how he'd looked familiar, but I couldn't place him. She asked me to describe him.

 

 

So I told her, you know, nerdy, awkward, beard, glasses, kind of creepy but also kind of lame.

 

 

She surprised me with, "Well, of course he looked familiar. You've seen him, here. Maybe never met him, but you saw him I'm sure when he was tutoring me."

 

 

Apparently, this guy was some big education official from Britechester who had been in charge of getting high school students ready for the admissions process. Meg told me that mostly meant helping her with homework, and then bending her over the couch and fucking her. Who was this guy, I asked?

 

"Bertie Umber," she said. "Fucking pervert. Not a bad fuck, though."

 

 

"I was already 18 when I met him," Meg continued. "But from what I've heard, if you ask around the prep schools, you'll find girls who met him much younger."

 

 

"And that's probably what attracted him to Tomarang."

 

"Exactly," she said. "Like I said, fucking pervert."

 

Anyway, later that week, I was travelling out east, and stopped at Foundry Cove, and the girls all came to say hello.

 

 

On a whim, I showed them the pics I'd taken of this pervert and asked if they recognized him, and they did!

 

"Oh yeah," Cherry said. "He's not local, but he always stops by when he's in town. Straight monger. No watching for him, Always wants to play."

 

 

"And he always asks for the youngest girl on staff. Right, Livia?"

 

 

So Livia told me a story about the last time he'd been in, just a month or so ago.

 

 

He picked her out, and went straight upstairs.

 

 

And apparently he liked it rough. Throat fucking.

 

 

Ass fucking.

 

 

He was not a gentle lover.

 

 

I knew I had to make this a story. This guy was an important individual, and apparently a sick pervert. I was going to bring him down.

 

While I was there, I did run into this cam girl who worked for Grace and also danced there. I was lucky to be there the same night she was. Got an awesome lap dance.

 

 

That really has nothing to do with the story, but I wanted to fit that in somehow.

 

So, I definitely had a big lead on this sex trafficking (or maybe sex tourism?) story. But it was going to take some time to find the next step. Meanwhile, I checked in with my favorite porn stars, and I had to say my man Jamal had this new concept that was absolute fire. Basically, the gimmick was he'd invite strippers back from Planet Honey to his crib, and pay for a private dance, which always turned into more.

 

 

It's actually pretty damn hot watching a porn video, and realizing you know the girl there.

 

 

I'd gotten dances from Latasha before.

 

 

Hell, I'd fucked her before.

 

 

And here was Jamal getting ridden by a big booty goddess I knew from experience was an expert.

 

 

And when he started pounding her doggystyle.

 

 

Not gonna lie, I almost didn't make it until the end.

 

 

But I did, and then watching her quiver on the floor like that, I asked myself, did she do that when I fucked her? I don't remember her doing that.

 

But it's just a movie, I reminded myself. She's just acting.