Epilogue

Jack

Jazz and I fucked our brains out Friday night in her massive master bedroom suite upstairs in her mansion. We fucked again Saturday morning before we went to get all of my things out of my house so I can sell it.

When I turned my phone back on, I found several messages from Tabby telling me how sorry she was. Telling me that none of this was my fault. And begging me to let her get on with her life.

Yeah, I’ll let her get on with her life. Just after I show the video of her fucking her boss in my house to the CEO of their accounting firm and board of directors and to Jewel.

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