Chapter 37

The detailed account of Jason with Becky and his mother left Evan more sure that Mary Barnes had intentionally left the bathroom door unlocked that night. In his mind, Evan recreated the morning he left Jason’s house after fucking Becky. He thought about how Mary acted, her words, and how her eyes moved over him. She must have seen them, but did that mean she wanted him, too?

Evan casually flipped to another picture, then acted uninterested while carefully examining Miss Style. He had just watched his friend jerk off, and now he was checking out a transsexual. The things his brain imagined made Evan uncomfortable. They didn’t end with just hoping he might see her naked tomorrow. Hopefully, Miss Style wouldn’t be there.

“Dude, this is mine blowing,” Evan said, opening another video. Miss Style’s back was to the camera. She was leaning on a railing, and the redhead was on her hands and knees in front. “Shit! Oh my God, dude, look at that! That’s the pool, Style’s pool. This was filmed at her house.” Evan paused the video.

Jason leaned in close. “I think it could be. Scroll ahead and see if they show the house.”

Evan started the video and asked, “Is that the only woman she does movies with, or have you seen others?”

“She’s the only one I’ve seen.” Jason shrugged. “It’s not like I watched that many, but there are probably more. I mean, she must have fucked at least one guy.”

“In the ass,” Evan said. “We know she did, at least one.”

“Fuck you. If you had your face buried in Darlene’s pussy and Catwoman started fucking you, you wouldn’t have said anything, either.”

The view flipped to behind the redhead. They were looking at the woman’s big, sexy ass spread wide, so her ruddy butt-hole smiled at Evan. Style’s fists were full of hair, and she was face fucking the redhead. It looked like a great blowjob, but clear as day, in the background, was Miss Style’s house. Evan said, “I work on a porn set.”

“You wanna be a pornstar, so ask her for a role in her next movie. I’m sure it pays more than a hundred bucks.”

“I’d do it for free.” Evan laughed uncomfortably. “Joke, that was a joke.”

“Yeah, I know.”

“How will I act normal when I see her again?”

“That will probably be hard,” Jason pointed, “when you do.”

“Funny,” Evan said. “How did you find out about her? Were you just scanning through the gay section?”

“It’s not gay if she has tits and an ass like that. Besides, I was looking for her. I kept thinking I knew her face from somewhere, but at some point, she said, ‘Don’t worry, I’m a professional,’ and that triggered something. It was hard to find her without knowing her name. Daphne Dragon, what kind of crazy porn name is that?”

“It’s better than Style Pioneer,” Evan said. “Shit, I just remembered something Darlene said that day I drove her home. She was talking about chicks with dicks. Damn it, what do you think they do together? She’s there all the time. You think they fuck?”

Jason gave his head a quick shake. “Dude, unless you wanna watch me jerk off again, I’m not thinking about that.”

It was too late for Evan not to imagine Darlene sucking Miss Style’s cock, but he still wasn’t ready to let Jason watch him shoot cum all over the monitor. “Hey, I gotta pee.” Hopefully, Deana or Gloria left some panties in the hamper for him.