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one of her tits with my other hand, enjoying the feel of the
erect nipple against my palm. I squeezed her breast and brought my mouth
closer, ready to ravage the stunning morsel she’s been brazenly teasing me with.
    “Ow!” she
squealed. “Not so rough, Mr.”
    That voice!
How in the hell do I know that voice?
    I felt the color
drain from my face. That warm, longing feeling in the pit of my stomach was
instantly replaced by ice cold daggers that ripped my guts to shreds.
    My hand pulled
back from her breast like it was on fire and she immediately did the same with
the hand that she’d wrapped around my now limp dick.
    “Oh my God!
Wimp? Is that really you? What the fuck…”
    Without a word,
she scooped up her clothes and ran, as best she could actually run in her
heels, straight for the door.
    I sat there
stunned, in total shock.
    Fuck me! I’ve
just bought a five thousand dollar lap dance from my fucking stepsister!

Chapter 15
Anna
     
    My lip bled as I bit down on it hard, trying
not to cry. I felt so ashamed. Having people see me cry was just going to make
it all that much worse. My humiliation would be public. He hates me. I
disgusted him by kissing him and touching him. After all the girls he’s kissed
and had touching him, he’s disgusted by me . I thought he just made fun
of me because I didn’t look like the other girls he dated. OK, the girls he
fucked. My man-whore of a slut brother doesn’t date. He fucks ‘em and dumps
‘em. I’m sure I overheard him say something like that to one of his college
buddies a long time ago. Prick!
    Tears were burning my eyes but I fought
them back long enough to make it to the dressing room, where I collected my
purse, keys and phone and wrapped myself up in the coat I’d brought with me, in
case it was cold when I left for the night. I didn’t even take the time to get
dressed. There was no way I was staying there, at the scene of my disgrace a
second longer than I had to.
    Running for the main door, I hurled it open
without slowing my pace for a moment. I thought I heard Tyler call my name, but
I couldn’t be sure. Nor did I give a shit, either. But even if I did, I was
suddenly caught in a tangle of arms and legs, bumping against bodies that
seemed oblivious to my need to escape urgently.
    I ran. I guess I was still a runner after
all.

Chapter 16
Tyler
     
    I called her name as I saw her running for
the entrance. She heard me. I know she did. But she didn’t stop. Didn’t even
slow down. My need to catch her became my focus. She needed to understand. That
look on her face was one I’ll never forget. Shame. Humiliation. Disgust. She’d
got it all wrong. I needed her to know that.
    As I pulled the door open to race after
her, my path was blocked.
    What the …
    Camera flashes blinded me.
    People were deliberately standing in my way,
stopping me from moving.
    “Mr. Reynolds, what do you have to say to the
farmers who are losing their farms because your company’s fracking operations
have contaminated their water supplies?” I see a digital recorder waving in
front of my face.
    Who are these people?
    Another voice shouts at me. “My Reynolds,
how are people supposed to take you and your drilling operations seriously when
you’re tipping strippers at a club while they’re barely able to put food on the
table?”
    “Who the hell are you people? How the hell
did you even track me down?”
    “Mr. Reynolds —”
    “No comment. What I do in my own time is no
one else’s damn business!”
    Pushing my way through the crowd of
overenthusiastic reporters, I didn’t even have a chance to look for Anna. It
was all I could do just to fight my way to the car and get out of there. Fast.
    As I drove away, dodging the media circus
that seemed determined to block my escape, I started to wonder not only what
they were doing there, but who tipped them off. I had a fair idea who was responsible.

Chapter 17
Anna
     
    The tears wouldn’t stop. My ribs ached from
the