[ismilealot]

For Blake  "Thank you." Blake says simply and nods at Arc and Yelena, grateful that they understand and are in. Now that he knows what the drug is for he understands why Stewart pulled a team together. But, what did his work at Webster, Webster, Otiluk and Cohen have to do with it?

[ismilealot]

@ Marco Dr. Kawagishiri says, "It's always a pleasure to share a table with a beautiful woman. But, when they can excite you on an intellectual level the pleasure is magnified a hundred-fold." he raises his glass. "Here's to a beautiful mind." and smiling he says. "I believe that some treatments could even be combined using the crystals."

[gilga]

Marta looks at Dr. Kawagishiri and raised her glass. "To a beautiful mind" She said, aiming at him.  She tries to quickly survey body language to feel if he is satisfied of the progress the two women are doing. For the first time tonight, Marta enables Ginny to talk alone with the client. Something in her body language, and her seemingly growing interest toward Mr. Anderson gives her the confidence to do so. "So doctor she said, how do you like the food in here?" She asks as she enjoys whats left of her steak. Marta knows that the food is exquisite, she enjoys it very much. Yet, there are different ways to describe it and from the way the doctor choose she will try to deduce if he is happy with their progress or not. She is after all only following her intuition tonight, to appear as if she is slowly caught in the charm of Mr. Anderson.

For Ginny it actually appear to be truth, and Marco knows that if Ginny does sleep with Mr. Anderson it will be some dark point in his soul. A story of how Marco had the purest of motives and nothing but good intentions - and yet he brought Ginny into prostitution. It only took him several hours. That effect that Marco can have on people scares him. It was the kind of prostitution that Marco himself feels uncomfortable with and would never do unless Dr. Kawagishiri was so important to his career.

Marta can feel how her fantasy took life of its own and spiraled out of control. It was no more a tool to excite her body and prepare it to an uncomfortable experience.  She genuinely desire Ginny. Perhaps it is the alcohol, perhaps it is the guilt or perhaps one should be very careful with her fantasies with such a powerful libido. She desires her, maybe just for the night, maybe with Mr. Anderson in the background. 
 
Marta is troubles, she is uncharted land to Marco filled with new temptations. She is difficult to control and Marco can never place the finger of just why.  Her body works differently, it desires different things. She react to alcohol, to food and to physical touch differently. The hands of Mr. Anderson on her neck sent a sensation across her back causing her to arch it a little bit in discomfort, it felt nice.

Marta lacks the defensive mechanisms that real woman takes a life time to develop.  Everything feels nice to her - her body is like that of a teenage girl that just discovered her sexuality. Everything is still new and very exciting and these physical desires are difficult to control. Just wearing Marta for a few hours once in a while is not nearly enough to understand her body and gain some mastery over her urges.

[Shaman_Yuri]

I watch in amazement as the two younger kids make their nearly ethereal way to the building.  How they do it amazes me, but then again I am (barely?) starting to get the hang of some of it.  I know I'll never be as good as they are, but hopefully before too long I'll at least not scream my presence for a kilometer around.

As I kept the two precious auras in sight and maintain the spell on Bootstrap, my mind wanders just a bit.  If for no other reason than to distract me from the intense headache I still feel after the mana backwash.  What did I do wrong during my casting, my thoughts obsess.

I could swear I did everything the way I did back home.  True, I haven't cast a spell since I was on the boat, but something as rote as the second spell I ever mastered shouldn't have mattered. Maybe...

Guilt and not a little shame sweep over me, although again it doesn't keep me from maintaining my vigil on the two auras slipping here and there in the building.  I've been performing salat when it suits me and not when Allah commands.  It's obvious, yet hard to admit.  Living in the matrix as I am, real-world things drop in importance.  I can forget all day to eat and I have to keep a bottle of water next to me to sip in those moments I reset my deck before diving back in.  When I'm staking out a comm, moments count.  Even five minutes to pray is five minutes where a call could be made and the contents lost.

Still, Allah blessed me with perfect time - a gift that helps make me the wiz I am on the 'trix.  I have no excuse.  Allah made certain I would always know when to perform prayers.  I've been neglecting God so of course He chides me when I remember to pray now only when it suits me.  Or worse, when I have demand of His Blessing. 

I must do better.

For the next hour I split my thoughts between penitent prayer and maintaining the spell on Bootstrap. By the time I see the two auras approach again and slip my vision back into meatspace, the headache has faded to a tolerable throbbing.  Allah be praised for his infinite mercy!

Once again, I listen carefully to Rabbit's words, and this time my eyes widen.

Jack stuff?!?

Hungry greed creeps into my heart as I imagine replacing my little Erika with a deck worthy of my abilities. Oh how I have missed my Renraku tech!  Still, my role right now is to watch.  Anyway, stealing is a sin.  Until I could be sure these were thieves themselves, I certainly couldn't further stain my soul with theft from honest people, kufar they might be.

"Maybe," I allow to my friends, trying hard not resonate with Lexi's excitement.  At least not too much.  "Maybe not.  It all depends on what your friend Metalgirl says."  I pull out my little Metalink and jack into the device.  "So, tell me everything you saw and I'll relay it to Metalgirl."

I proceed to communicate everything Rabbit tells me to the comm ID she'd provided me, a device which ID'd itself as 'Arc'.  I preamble with, "My name is Firefly and I'm a friend of Rabbit.  She just did reconnaissance of the warehouse as you requested and here's what she saw..."

[Mercy Merchant]

Although Ginny is mostly paying attention to Dr. Anderson, her mind catches the words from the other man and her head swivels to look at him.  She gives him a huge smile and nods before turning back to the other man.  As Ginny and Dr. Anderson chatter about Valcien crystals and other scientific issues it is obvious that both of them have things in common and are getting along well.  She finds out that he is published and she takes out her commlink to jot down the information so she can look it up later.  They even have several professors in common, although Dr. Anderson got his degrees in Denver and hers from LA.  They exchange stories of college life and the horrors and peccadillos of certain professors.  She is so into the conversation that she barely remembers to eat the food, letting most of it go cold and untasted on the plate.  If asked, she would have little opinion of the quality.

And all the time there is Marta's hand on Ginny and it feels..............wonderful.  Her body tingles in unfamiliar ways.  She has experienced sex before, but never a desire like this.  All of her other sexual encounters have been initiated by the man and have resulted in unfulfilling disappointment.  Her partners have called her wooden and unresponsive and rolled off of her as soon as they were satisfied.  Brian had been the only repeat lover and at the end had confessed that he had only slept with her to keep her on the project.  So yes, the things she is feeling right now are new and different and a bit exciting.  She is also very confused by these feelings.  On the one hand, the charming and very knowledgeable Dr. Anderson could probably sweep her away to his bed with more talk of crystals and particle theory and she would willingly participate.  What had been explained as a favor for the other doctor had become something far different.  Conversation like this was apparently enough to give her thoughts of shedding her panties.  It could not be the alcohol because she had barely consumed any, sipping at the champagne and barely touching any of the wine.  No, it was very definitely the conversation.

But on the other hand was the absolutely wonderful sensation she was getting from the light touch of Marta's hand.  At even just a touch, Marta was giving Ginny disturbing thoughts.  Disturbing and exciting at the same time.  She had never considered sex with other women, but no other woman had made her feel this way.  And Marta is not even a real woman.  But she IS real in that body.  That exciting, sexy body.  Ginny is torn between her attraction to the brainy doctor and the beautiful woman and on some level feels that her body will explode with these unfamiliar feelings if something is not sated soon.  She realizes with chagrin that she has no experience in knowing when or how to get to the next level of the evening and takes her cues from Marta.  She just hopes that it happens soon, at least before she becomes so sexually charged that she does something stupid and ruins the evening.

[SgtBoomCloud]

After a bit of a pause, Arc looked up and glanced over at Ambrose, who seemed to be pretty silent for the whole deal.  Deciding to simply take charge of the information sharing part, the human stood up, cracking her neck before stepping over to the trid projector, pausing only when another comm message came in...from an unknown number.  Odd...  Listening and reading it out, Arc blinked and recognized that this was for Rabbit's job...Firefly.  So she did pull in help, good on her.  Fishing out the datachip Ambrose had given her, she glanced over to Yelena, Jed, and Blake.

"Phoenix handed this to me yesterday, said it might be pertinent.  You're gonna have to tell me if it is, but I can't watch it again.  From what I pulled, this happened Spring of '74 in Eastern Europe or some drek like that.  Here, my recon contact's getting back to me, I'll be right back..."  Stepping out of the room, Arc took a breath and refocused herself before sending off a reply.

<<"Thank you, Firefly.  While much of the details were of things I was not expecting, what I needed is here.  I am not ready to move on with my part of the job tonight, but if your team is willing to meet with me tonight or tomorrow morning, we can form a real plan together.  Of course, more involvement will mean more pay, but that's between Rabbit and myself to work out, wiz?  Rabbit knows where I am, just need to know a when.">>

Satisfied, Arc sent that out and dismissed the ARO, hesitantly returning to the group and hoping that the footage was over.

[Mercy Merchant]

Yelena watches the new vid with interest and not a little bit of horror.  Despite herself, her eyes glaze a bit and she is thrust back into the body of a young Keeb stuck in Camp 14.  Every day was another round of experiments and tortures.  She and other Elves and Dwarves were strapped onto tables in sterile white rooms.  Doctors and scientists were always present, taking blood and tissue samples, sticking needles everywhere, and measuring the subjects' reactions to various "stimuli".  The stimuli varied, but were almost always some form of physical or mental torture.  Experiments in how much pain the strange bodies could take were the most common, followed by how fast the bodies recovered.  They were tested in cold and hot environments; many subjects losing limbs to frostbite or third degree burns.  Young bodies were pumped full of drugs to test how they resisted poisons and various pathogens.

Many of the young Elves and Dwarves died under the experimentation regimen, but even more were shipped into the camp as the Russian state continued the roundup of the UGE children.  Yelena managed to survive, but she could not say how.  Something talked to her from the shadows.  When she mentioned it to her companions they just laughed at her so she stopped.  It seemed that whatever was in the shadows was talking only to her and she listened, giving herself to some imaginary entity.  This hidden friend gave her strength and purpose, and at night small tendrils of shadow would flow and touch her wounds, providing comfort and healing.  The shadows required nothing of her but acceptance.  And they gave her everything.  Yelena's mind became locked in a special place that allowed her to survive the mental drains of the tortures she experienced daily.  She grew less and less affected by what she saw and felt, but her hatred for humans grew daily, feeding her desire to see all of them in a hell of her personal making.  She should have died many times on the table or in some experiment chamber, but the shadows kept her coming back from death, confounding the doctors and scientists, who became convinced that the youmg Elf had some special ability to resist what was happening to her.  They re-doubled their efforts to see just how far she could be pushed, adding more torture to an already much abused young body.

Despite the high death rate among the prisoners, Camp 14 quickly became overcrowded with the influx of new children.  The population was crowded into dorms far too small to house everyone and many children slept without beds or fought for the few that were available.  Only the hardest and most dangerous few were able to secure one of the beds.  Yelena slept well.  Food was also an issue as the overcrowding meant less food for everyone.  It was not uncommon for the inmates to fight over scraps that the prison staff found too foul to be fed to the local pigs.  One of the experiments conducted by the prison scientists was to lock a dorm with several of the UGE inside with no food delivery to see how far they could stress the kids.  Cannibalism was rampant in these experiments as the weak died and the stronger fed on the bodies to stay alive.  Yelena stayed alive.

Has it been mentioned before just how much Yelena hated humans back then?  Her experiences and the shadows fueled her hatred and desire for vengeance on all humankind. 

She forces her way back to the present and the vid feed in front of her.  Something about the scene is just too reminiscent of her experiences of over 50 years ago.  Then something catches her eye as one man turns.  Yelena starts in surprise then moves closer to the screen.  She holds up a hand.  "Wait.  Can stop and go back?  Go slow."  She holds her hand up again when the man's body comes into view.  "Stop.  Can make bigger?  Yelena wants look at man's tattoos."

[gilga]

Marta was happy, Ginny seemed to be enjoying herself. The pace of her conversation with Mr. Anderson the burning passion in her eyes. It all picked up - some things cannot be faked, genuine interest like that and a real connection. The doctor confirmed in his delicate and tactful manner that the food is exquisite. Marta knew that this night was going well and what left to do is happy ending. She and Doctor Kawagishiri had a pleasant conversation about more mundane topics, like music, wine heap places to visit.

After desserts, she said “I am sorry, but we’ll have to go soon, I’ll call a taxi thank you for your wonderful company guys.” Marta gave a lustful look to Ginny, as if to delay just one bit. Enough to Mr. Anderson to say “Don’t be silly, Taxi is not needed I’ll take you home. This is the least I can do for you after this wonderful dinner” . Docor Kawagishiri apologized, “I have an early meeting tomorrow” he said. After a they said their goodbye, the two women and Dr. Anderson left for one car, and Dr. Kawagishiri to his own car. The trio did not even reach Dr. Anderson’s car when Marta passionately kissed Ginny and whispered, just loud enough for Mr. Anderson to hear. “You are so hot, I could barely restrain myself all evening”

[Mercy Merchant]

Ginny blushes a bit when the doctor offers to take them home in his car.  She looks at Marta as if for a decision and is actually glad when she accepts for them.  She almost pushes her chair back when the doctor rises and helps her.  Ginny thanks him and takes his offered arm and allows him to escort her to the cloak room where she presents the ticket for her shawl.  He takes the shimmering piece of fabric and places it on her shoulders, allowing his fingers to caress her arms.  The gesture and touch arouse subtle erotic sensations in her that just serve to heighten the experience.  On a more personal note, she realizes that she walked the entire distance without tripping on the lush carpet.

Ginny is taken completely by surprise when Marta kisses her while waiting for the valet to return with the car.  She is lucky to have Dr. Anderson's arm to brace against or she would melt completely to the ground.  While not an expert, she feels that the kiss is genuine, certainly more real than anything she has experienced in the past.  Her mind is completely blown by the feelings this kiss brings out and she returns it with a passion she does not realize is in her.  After the kiss, Ginny pants to catch her breath.  The entire experience is heightened even more when the doctor wraps his arm around her waist and pulls her close before turning her head and kissing her.  If the earlier experience had not already set her off, this would have done it.  Never before has she been wanted, and these two people seem genuinely to want her.   She sighs as he breaks the kiss to hand first Marta then her into the car that has somehow appeared by magic while she was not looking. 

Sitting between Marta and the doctor, Gunny was surrounded by emotions and stimuli that she had never been exposed to before.  She lets the two take charge of her body, responding with kisses and touches.  She is so inexperienced that she is reacting by instinct and if she is doing poorly, neither of the others mentions it.  Her attention is so focused on what is happening to her body that she does not pay any attention to the chauffeured ride.

[ismilealot]

@ Arc  Rabbit sends you back, >>Meet, you say, Mtlgrl. Firefly, deck. Can, get all.<< And as she returns to the garage she see's her srui with her nose in the trid.

@ Subaru  Lexi looks at you and nods, "Mtlgurl say, we get everything, is more pay. Can Firefly deck all?" Lexi is looking at you expectantly, hopefully. But, she can't have any idea of what she's asking, and at this point you're not sure of what she's really expecting you to do. But, evidently confusion is a universal language because after taking one look at your face she says. "Firefly decks. Hacks. Steal all info for Metlgurl. Maybe important. More pay if good."

@ Yelena  As Blake moves to magnify the image Yelena's suspicions are confirmed. Those tats are Vory. But, there's to much damage to the body to tell more than that. As brutal as the Vory could be, his torturer had obviously enjoyed his work. And once Blake blew up the image she was able to spot others. An arm that said ten years and fourteen kills. A shoulder that said lieutant, a leg that said enforcer. And wait, "Blake, is blow up this. This." Yelena looks back at Blake pointing to the spot she needs expanded. And when he does she see's what she feared. Arrabella. She'd been a prison prostitute. Low level, not bright enough or talented enough to be or do more. But, she'd been sentenced for life after Yelena was shot and escaped. It had been a fairly high profile case as the government had been using the few recaptured to show that they had the prison escape well in hand. And her sentence had been extremely punitive as a result. By the system she should have still been in prison for another 400yrs.

@ Marco  The doctors body is even more repulsive out of clothes than Marco had imagined, his fat rolls cover a full third of his lap and when he leans back to pull Ginny against him while he smoothes her dress off of her breast his cock is buried in so much fat that there is no way he's using it to please either of them. But he says, "I'll have to thank Stan for introducing me to you two. I can't think of when I've been more excited, or more pleased by a ride home." His hand strokes down Ginny's body, continuing to ease her dress down and his fingers tease her thighs apart. Ginny's response excites Marta even more, as the lovely lushness of her now nearly nude body is exposed. Dr Anderson smiles at Marta and says, "You are even lovelier than a man could possibly imagine. And if we're all going to enjoy ourselves I think that less clothing is definitely called for." He reaches over to unclasp Marta's bra.

[Shaman_Yuri]

To say I feel a little overwhelmed at the expectant trust Lexi has for me would be a gross understatement.  After all, I'm just here to help repay some of Lexi's kindness and to maybe learn more about how things work in the shadows.  I'd always fantasized about working the shadows.  Shadowrunners are all the rage among kids my age, you know.  Especially on the 'trix, they're like comic book heroes from some vids I've seen from before the Awakening.  Heck, they make trids about them nowadays.  Now that I LIVE in the shadows, well, the glamour starts to wear off really fast.

On the 'trix, I'm one of the best.  I can hold my own and I have the power to control my fate.  Out here in meatspace I'm just another scrawny kid.  Worse than that, I'm a scrawny girl who's never been slotted with barely any survival instincts.  Yeah, I may have magic.  But alone a mage is just one big fat target.  And once knocked senseless, magic won't mean squat to some punk who wants to find out what it feels like to screw a mage.

But somehow Lexi survives in this environment.  No, she THRIVES.  She's master of her fate here in ways I never was, even in the lap of luxury back in Singapore.  My fate was owned by Renraku even if I didn't mind since for the most part my goals and Renraku's were the same. Now...well I still have a lot to learn.  I just hope I live long enough to master it all.

"IF I have my deck," I say to remind Lexi that decking isn't quite like magic, "and IF I know what I'm looking for or trying to make happen, and yes, assuming the pay is good for all three of us," I look in turn at both Lexi and Bootstrap...my team such as it is, "then yes, if it's out there I can get it.  I'll come with you to meet MetalGirl and we can find out what she's planning.  We all," again I make sure to include Bootstrap as well, "can then decide if the pay is worth the risk."  I allow myself to smile conspiratorially at my best friend now that I've made clear the challenges.  "But yeah, Lexi, count me in.  You've got a team."

After discussing it with Lexi, I send a message to "Arc" suggesting a time a few hours from now.  Lexi, Bootstrap, and I disappear into the night to go fetch my little Erika and then make our way to rendezvous with what I am coming to realize is a team of real-life big-time Shadowrunners.  Professional adults who make a living at it.  I'm honestly not sure what I should do when I meet them.  Ask for their autograph or run for cover.

Maybe I can manage both at the same time?

[gilga]

"I'll have to thank Stan for introducing me to you two. I can't think of when I've been more excited, or more pleased by a ride home."

Marta grins, “Somehow it felt right... not all the rides home are so exciting and stimulating.” She said as her hands begun exciting Ginny's now naked body, she felt the excitement of a vixen that caught a very sexy bunny.

"You are even lovelier than a man could possibly imagine. And if we're all going to enjoy ourselves I think that less clothing is definitely called for."

Marta smiles at Dr. Anderson - she was so aroused that she could barely control herself.
As he reached to ease her bra, Marta catches his hands and place them on her still covered boobs. "Excite me" She demand as she slips of her red dress. Exposing her sexy red under clothes. She gasps for hair as his hands obediently start exploring her body.
Marta allows him to touch her and is expertly shivering as he does, she even moan softly when it is nice, guiding the man into what feels good to her. It is easier for her, if he is not completely clueless about her body.  She allows him to completely undress her and while he does that, she whispers at Ginny “Come here sexy”.

Marta embraces and kiss her softly and passionately, even romantically. She constantly look into her green eyes, as if to dive in their beauty and she is hyper aware to any minute facial expression her partner is doing.  The Two are so close that Anderson can embrace both and as he does Marta and Ginny are tightly pressed together.

The stimuli is exciting, either the doctor is skilled with his hands or more likely the arousal from their almost intimate moment is overwhelming. The two girls become louder and louder and Marta can feel that Ginny is about to burst. Marta has to admit that somehow, despite everything she is not very far from it herself.  For a moment as the two climax, Marta can forget everything. Just for a moment there is nothing but bliss. Their body shivers as they moan and gasp for air.

[Mercy Merchant]

Yelena studies frame after frame, asking Blake for the closest view he can get that still shows details.  She shakes her head several times; what she is really looking for she does not see, but she feels it.  The images of the torture are ignored for the details.  She closes her eyes for a moment when Arrabella's picture was brought into close view.  She speaks to herself in a voice loud enough to be heard by the others.  "Oh, Arrabella Dulchevna.  What get into?  Did Tsina Molovna turn you?  Never smart enough to know Tsina was enemy of Arrabella."  She shakes her head again and motions for the images to proceed.  Finally, she nods and turns to face the team.

She sees Arc's horrified eyes on the screen, unable to look away and repulsed by it.  Yelena looks to Blake and motions for him to turn the vid off.  Clearing her throat she says, "Yelena hide nothing.  Yelena in prison for kill much people.  Many years ago.  Yelena meet Vory in prison.  Is Russian mob family.  Very violent.  Much death.  Yelena kill for Vory in prison.  Kill much.  Yelena boss Nikolai Fyodorovich Alexandrov.  Was much........"  She searches for the words.  "much like kill.  Like Yelena.  Yelena lover to Nikolai.  Nikolai give order and Yelena kill for him.  Then prison riot free Yelena.  Yelena think Nikolai dead in riot.  Yelena go Moskva.  Join Vory gang there.  Yelena kill much for Vory.  Tsina Molovna lover of boss.  Boss like Yelena more and Yelena replace Tsina.  Tsina betray Vory with rival Vory gang.  Kill Yelena."  Yelena points three times to her chest at her heart.  "Tsina Molovna shoot here, here, here.  Throw Yelena body river.  Was December.  River cold.  But Yelena not die."

"Now jump time.  Yesterday Yelena kill man for club lawyer man.  Come home find Nikolai Fyodorovich in garage.  Say was look for Yelena.  Say find Vory rivals help Tsina.  Say torture and kill rivals.  Now come for Tsina."  She shrugs.  Nikolai Fyordorovich tell part truth.  Torture and kill Vory rivals probably true.  Yelena not believe reason.  Not kill much for Yelena.  Kill much for Vory.  Or maybe kill for self.  Easy say kill for Yelena.  Man have tell in eye corner.  Cannot control during sex.  Yelena see tell and know Nikolai lie.  Yelena not know how much lie.  Maybe part true.  But Nikolai is Vory more than Yelena is Vory.  Not anything do without Vory say."  Yelena motions to the dark trid player.  "Much dead in pictures.  Much dead Vory.  Much Vory tattoos.  Yelena think dead are Vory rivals that help Tsina Molvna.  Yelena think Nikolai Fyodorovich kill all.  Nikolai love torture.  Love torture much.  Live in shadows like Yelena live in shadows.  Nikolai say club belong Triad.  Say Tsina is Poison Dagger gang and want drug from club.  Yelena think Nikolai contact again.  Is all." 

When finished, Yelena quickly goes to Arc and embraces her; holding the short human tight.  "Srui close eyes now.  Yelena sorry Arc see pictures.  Hard forget.  Yelena live torture like that when child.  Yelena live seven years like that.  Torture every day.  Every day.  Arc only see.  Yelena never forget but Srui forget in time.  Shadows protect Yelena.  Save Yelena.  Shadows make Arc forget in time.  Arc think rigger man.  Arc think only Jamie.  Oooh Arc."  Yelena has tears in her eyes while trying to console her friend.

[SmilinIrish]

Jed watches then rewatches the footage. 

I think the drug is allowing people to be controlled.  Its either mind control sorcery or possession. 

[Mercy Merchant]

Ginny is excited almost beyond control in the car during the ride to Dr. Anderson's hotel.  The combination of both Marta and the man touching her sensuously was such a turn on.  But something changed in the hotel room, something subtle yet telling.  It was not the man undressing her, or even the physical form of the man, but it seemed that the evening had suddenly turned to be only about sex.  She could not even really pick the moment that it happened.  Both companions were touching her in the right places, stimulating her perfectly, and her body wanted to respond with the complete abandon she had felt earlier.  At dinner, she had been a willing participant, hanging on every word said and exhilarating in every touch.  With little additional prompting she would have gladly allowed the man to take her to a private room at the restaurant, strip her panties off, and take her.

Now there was something different.  The entire atmosphere had changed.  The scene she was participating in now seemed so much like a step back into the sort of sexual relationship she was used to, but with an added twist that she was being paid.  *I am a fragging prostitute.  A whore.  What have I done and how did I get here?*  Shaking her head a bit, she mouths a "No"., but she cannot pull back as the fat man has his arms around both her and Marta, holding them close together.  His breath blows across her naked breasts but she feels no passion from it, no attraction. 

The complication is that the experience with Marta is very different.  The other woman's touch is so intoxicating that she loses herself in the feeling.  Ginny has faked attraction and orgasms in the past and is able to say the right things to Dr. Anderson to keep his interest, but her real focus is Marta.  She is still surprised when the orgasm hits her.  She has never in her life had a real orgasm and the feeling sets her off vocally, yelling things she does not even remember.  She shudders and the only thing keeping her upright is the arm around her.  Her mind is whirling.  *My god!  That was so good.  Now I know I am a lesbian.*  The physical release and the sure knowledge of her orientation allows her a sense of freedom she has never had before.  The sex with Marta was real because it was not paid for, while the sex with the man was not real because it was paid for.  But she owed Marta and had come this far, too far not to see this through.  She smiles at Marta and turns to face the man, still smiling, then leans to him and kisses him as passionately as if she was kissing Marta.  After that she waits to take Marta's lead.