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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 sex 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 ice cold vodka martinis she'd made and poured Brian a glass. When he came into the kitchen she walked up to him and handed him the martini and was about to kiss him when he threw the drink into her face. He grabbed her by the arm and dragged her into the living room and threw her down on the couch.

"Just you sit there and keep your fucking mouth shut" he commanded as he walked over to the TV and VCR. Taking a videotape out of his coat pocket he shoved it in the VCR and turned on the TV. He turned to her as the picture formed on the screen, "The Restless Housewife" starring Tracey Cummings in her debut as America's new porn queen" rolled across the screen and then she saw herself. The blood drained from her face as Brian said, "This little gem showed up on my desk last week in an envelope from our Los Angeles office with a note that said, "Thought ...

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