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She asked herself this question now with a
wondrous shake of her head. Even though forty-eight hours had passed since the
incident, the whole event was still as fresh in her mind as it was yesterday.
    The
things they’d made her do; the things they’d made her say …
    When
she went over the images in her mind, flashing before her without even having
to try to recollect them; there on the couch, with her bouncing on Jason’s cock
and then sucking on Ryan’s before he ejaculated in her mouth…She moaned with
half-shame, half-arousal. The taste of him had been delicious…and Jason, with
his fast, steady fuck had been just as heady as when his brother Ryan had
pounded into her from the back. Damn, she knew that night would take a long
while to erase from her memory, if ever.
    To
think how much she’d protested, and fumed, only to fall for their whacky
“wager”…
    But
then, maybe it wasn’t so whacky after all. Well, Bea had obviously lost, but then the strangest thing happened when she
checked her purse after she arrived home. Tucked inside an envelope, was a
check – for two hundred thousand dollars.
    At
first, she thought it was some kind of sick joke. Just when had that got into
her purse? And then Bea realized either of them could have placed it there
while she’d been asleep. But why would they do that? Why pay her so much when
she’d been so sure it had simply been just a ruse to get her into bed?
    That
was one of the reasons why she was so confused, dazed, angry and humiliated.
Even after she’d caved in (too easily, she thought with even more shame), those
filthy rich billionaires still paid her the “bet”.
    How
crazy was that?
    But
then, rich men were crazy, or at least some of them were by all accounts. Bea
had read enough about people swimming in money who thought nothing about
throwing so much away on one frivolous reason or the other. And hadn’t Lisa
told her that her clients were so rich they never thought twice about spending
a load of money for her company?
    And
yet, Bea had given more than her company, hadn’t she? She’d played her part in
the kinky ménage and now the brothers had magnanimously decided to pay her for
it. It didn’t matter that paying two hundred thousand dollars for sharing one
night with a woman seemed over the top on any
level .
    Bea’s
head was in a whirl. She needed to talk to someone, needed to find a way to
send the money back to them . No way was she keeping
it. She’d already made too many mistakes. First, for letting
Lisa talk her into taking her place as their escort, and secondly, for being
weak and stupid enough to fall into their bed.
    But
once Lisa returned, Bea found herself incapable of confessing the truth to her
flat mate. How could Bea tell Lisa how silly she’d acted? It wasn’t that having
sex was a crime or anything, but for some reason, Bea wavered at the idea of
coming clean. So when Lisa demanded to know how the evening went, Bea could
only give a weak reply.
    “It
was…fun. They were very nice um…men.”
    Lisa
chuckled. “You make them sound so tame! From what I hear, they’re the most
eligible bachelors in Scotland. Every woman in Europe would give their left eye
for a night with either of them. I also heard they’ve got a bit of a way with
women and I was so worried they’d try and lure you into bed with them or
something.”
    Bea was
so thankful that Lisa was busy unpacking so she couldn’t see Bea’s face flush
red.
    “Nothing
of the sort,” Bea managed to croak, jumping to her feet. “They were perfect
ah…gentlemen. I had a really nice evening. And how was your trip?”
    Lisa
finally turned to face her, and had a dreamy look on her face as she sighed.
“It was such fun, as always. He’s the most generous of my clients and I must say,
I’m glad I didn’t stand him up, even if I missed my chance to meet the
deliciously devilish Wallace brothers.”
    If only
you knew exactly what you missed, Bea thought as her eyes