I think my heart actually stops.

“I don’t need to tell you what I saw,” Josh continues, “but as you can imagine, I was pretty fucking upset.”

The room is spinning. Holy shit. My stepfather had actually seen me lying naked on his motorcycle, pretending to masturbate for a bunch of strangers who paid me for it.

What had he seen? I try to remember everything I’d done in the video, and… well, there isn’t a single moment that wasn’t completely sexual.

“Dad…” I say quietly.

“Don’t speak right now,” he roars, slamming one hand on the table.

I jump. Fuck.

“I don’t want to hear your excuses, and I...