There are some nods around the room.
“But shit,” DeShawn continues. “You ain’t never been nothing but straight with us and you play your fucking heart out. So if you’re standing there and admitting you fucked up and you made a mistake by doing something in the locker room, I’m cool.”
Holy fuck. What is going on.
DeShawn sees the confusion in my face. “I don’t really care what you do and who you do it with, man,” he says. There are a number of people who nod and agree. “Just don’t get your cum on me, though.”
I can’t help but fucking laugh. A few others do too.
“And shit, you might be more famous now than before, if that’s even possible,” DeShawn says. “Everyone knows fucking Colt now.”
Fuck me. My hearts beating so fast in surprise I can’t even fucking describe it.
They had me in probably the most vulnerable moment I have ever fucking been in my life. And they showed fucking mercy.
I could learn a lot from these guys. Like really learn a lot.
I could learn a lot from Ethan.
And Julianna.
DeShawn claps me on the back. “You going to sit down and eat, playboy, or you think we gotta pull out your chair now that you got two sex tapes out in public?”
There’s general laughter all around.
I grin and sit down with the boys.
They’re able to forgive and let go. After my apology about what happened in the locker room.
Thank God what happened with Juliana and Ethan hasn’t come out yet.
20
Julianna
Twenty-four.
That's how many hours it takes for AJ Ledoux to carry out his threat. Literally 24 hours from his SportsNation appearance, a video surfaces on the New of the Times website. What's it about? You really have to ask after everything that newspaper has done to us?
I'm sorry. I'm trying really hard to not be a bitch, but I think I can come across as one. More so now than normal, because, well, you know.
In case you didn't know what the video is for - it's a 30 second clip of Colt, Ethan, and I having sex in the Nailers Skybox. That's right - the night that I had them both. Someone somehow put in a spycam in the high rollers skybox and were able to capture our liaison in color. After everything I did to close the blinds and take precautions. Someone is always watching, no matter what, it seems.
I have my theories. But basically, I know two things. The first is that no one individual could have done this. Believe it or not, after the first two tapes, I actually thought ahead of time before I put my hands down Colt and Ethan's pants of whether anyone could record us. I know that there are no security cameras in the skybox - we have too many high rollers come through. And I knew that the windows were tinted to prevent outside folks taking pictures on the inside. So I thought we were safe.
Turns out I was wrong.
The video hits the internet with the power of ten thousand suns.
One billion.
That's how many unique views have clicked on the website. One billion people on this planet have seen my breasts and my snatch. They've seen Colt's cock penetrating me. Ethan's member in my mouth. Thank God they haven't seen me with my cum covered tits, like I was at the end. Just in the throes of fucking.
Three.
That’s how long it takes for the first of the press to start calling.
Five.