As I drove towards my confrontation with Olivia a plan suddenly popped into my head.

I pulled over and called June, Olivia's mother and my pet.

"Hi, slut," I said.

"It's almost midnight," she said. Clearly, I had woken her up and she wasn't pleased.

"Thanks, clock," I quipped sarcastically. "I expect you to be ready to be picked up in ten minutes."

"That isn't possible," she said.

"I wasn't asking your opinion," I snapped. "Be fucking ready in ten minutes or else the video goes viral."

"And what am I to tell my husband?" she asked.

"That you have a teen Mistress and she needs her cunt licked, or...