In a Houston jail... Logan Nash was newly bailed out by his older sister, Lila. The siblings were talking outside.
"Lila, how'd you do it? How did you know all about this?" Logan said, surprised.
"Logan, don't worry about how I knew. How do I know is none of your business. What I want to know is did you do it?" Lila said. "Did you sexually assault her?"
"No. She didn't tell me to stop."
"How many times do I have to tell you this? That doesn't mean... Jesus Christ, Logan..." Lila said, sighing. "Did you impregnate her?"
"The baby? The baby might be mine. Yes." Logan answered.
"And did you blackmail her?"
"Blackmail? I'd like to think of it as..." Logan started, then got interrupted.
"Did you do it or not?!" She said angrily.
"I don't have it." Logan answered.
"Where is it? If you want your life, you'll tell me where it is."
"Greek Row." Logan answered.
"I knew it. Those fucking pervs. We're going. Get in." Lila said, furiously.
"Shit..."
(Intro plays)
Meanwhile in San Diego, the Knights were talking about her performance.
"Whew. Haven't had that feeling since my spring shows in high school..." Becky said.
"Really, that long ago?" Larry said, smiling. "Didn't you say something about a job there. Did they really offer you a job there?"
"Yeah, he did. Max did." Becky answered.
"Really? First name basis, huh? You can't be taking it, right?"
"Maybe." Becky said, with a grin.
"Wow..."
"I never said yes. I do need a job for a few months. I was a teacher, remember? I'm not a female who pops her pussy every night. Remember the last person who became a stripper that we knew?" Becky said.
"Yeah. I heard some stories from her... but... you know, there's other jobs out there. But we DO need money. And you are good up there. Damn good."
"I'll think about it." She said, smiling. Becky kissed him.
"Me too," Larry said.
Meanwhile, back in Houston... in the home of Tami Morris...
Tami had a cam show currently in progress. She had nothing on but her bra and shorts. Tips kept rolling in as her toy vibrated inside her womanhood.
"Ugh! Ugh! Fuck me, daddy! Fuck me!"
She promptly took off her shorts. No panties were on underneath. Her audience saw her soaking wet womanhood.
"You like this pussy? Huh? I bet you love this big juicy ass, do you?" She said, teasing her ass by twerking on camera and spanking it. The tips came flooding in as she started to finger herself. Until, a big tip from a certain person came in. She moaned louder to the point where she almost screamed. Her orgasmic body almost went limp.
"Thank you, baby." She said, as she tasted all of her juices slowly. She then got a message saying:
"Can we PM?"
Tami then smiled and said to herself:
"Aww. He's so cute."
Before finally typing back...
"Sure."
Meanwhile, on campus... Devon Thornton was laying down in his bed, when his cell phone buzzed. There were two texts. One from Justin Lupin, the other was from Jenna James. He checked Justin's first. It said...
"Hey. Can we talk?"
Devon rolled his eyes after reading that. He then read Jenna's. It read...
"Devon. Can you call?"
He promptly called Jenna first. Jenna answered.
"Chosen One. I'm in the middle of something right now. What's up? You might want to make it quick."
"What exactly?" Devon asked.
"I'm in my underwear going in the shower, why?"
"Yeah. Ummm, how'd you get my number?" Devon said.
"Wes." Jenna said.
"That son of a..." Devon started, to her giggling. "So... what do you want to talk about?"
"Did you ever talk to Justin about... you know? I know what he did to your cousin was wrong, but... he got blackmailed into doing it." Jenna said.
"Didn't you get peeped on too?" Devon said.
"A lot of girls did. Justin... I don't think he wanted to do it, that's all."
"Just because they wanted to out him... sons of..." Devon said. "He actually texted me."
"You might want to hear what he's got to say. That's all. Thank me later." Jenna said, with a smile.
"Thanks, Jenna James!" Devon said.
"Call me later, Devon?"
"Yup. See you."
He hung up, and called Justin Lupin.
Meanwhile, back in Houston, Texas, back in the residence of Tami Morris...
Tami was now doing a private webcam show. The camera was on her. Tips came constantly. However, she knew exactly who was on the other side. Tami typed:
"Hey, cutie. I'd know that dick anywhere."
It was Caleb. Caleb could not get Tami out of his head since Tami broke his virginity that night.
"How'd you know it was me?" He said before the tips vibrated her. She was wet again.
"Ugh!" Tami moaned as tips rolled in. She laughed afterwards. She typed...
"I know your user name. Your user name always pops up for big tips. You always like to see my ass. You like this ass? This ass never left your thoughts, did it?" Tami cooed, spanking her buttocks on camera. More tips got in from her. Tami giggled then reached over and got her favorite toy: A BBC dildo. "So how's my favorite cutie?"
"Good. Good. I just came on to say... I can't stop thinking about you, you know. Even though I'm dating Amanda... I feel guilty." Caleb said, while jerking off.
Tami was sucking her dildo sensually while listening. She inserted said dildo inside her wetness.
"Ugh. Yes. Fuck me... oh, shit... ugh! You know what they say. You never forget your first. But after you nut..."
"UGHHHHHHHHH! Goddamn, you're so sexy." Caleb reacted while orgasming.
"Well damn. I was going to ask, how is Amanda? She's cute. My nephew told me things about you and her."
"She's fine. We're good. It's like... I don't have much experience in that area, you know." Caleb said.
"Oh, you could have fooled me with that..." Tami said, with a smile. "Don't worry about that. When it comes, it comes. When you need advice on how to... please a woman. I'm always here, cutie."
"Thank you." Caleb said.
"You know what? I'm going to give you one last show for ya." She said, taking off her top. She was now topless on camera. Caleb smiled. "You like these?" She said, playing with her C-cup breasts. All of a sudden, Tami's phone vibrated. It was a text from her ex, JD. It said...
"These younguns don't know how to handle that ass..." Attached was an eggplant emoji and a peach emoji.
Tami shook her head and said to herself:
"You still ain't getting none of this ass."
Seconds afterwards, a big tips hit again, thanks to Caleb which made Tami climax again.
"Oh God. Oh God. Oh shit! Fuck, I'm coming. I'm coming. I'm coming!" She said, looking in the camera. She licked her pouty, near-perfect lips and tasted herself. "Mmm, you like that?"
Caleb nodded.
"I'll send you something, cutie. Remember what I said. Bye!" She said, blowing a kiss.
Afterwards, JD texted her again:
"Mmm. Damn. The things I would do to that pussy there!"
Tami said to herself...
"Too bad. You blew it."
Meanwhile, on campus, Devon Thornton was talking to Justin Lupin via FaceTime.
"Hey, Devon." Justin said.
"What's up, bro? What'd you wanna talk about, man?" Devon asked.
"Look, Devon, about your cousin..." Justin started before he got interrupted.
"Justin. I know. I know, bro." Devon said. "I know you didn't want to do it."
"Yes. I didn't want to. I didn't even know about Nicole. It was those perverted ass sons of bitches. I knew Coach Nick... and you. And everybody loves the backup QB. It was his idea mainly. He heard about someone else getting spied on campus and he thought he should do it." He confessed.
"Wait. Who? You talking about the peeping Tom shit?" Devon asked.
"No, something else entirely."
"What is it?"
"Something about Operation: Big Booty. They were going to spy on a girl. I don't know all the details." Justin Lupin said.
"Tell me all you know." Devon said.
"I heard Tucker reference it to someone on the team."
"Tucker as in Tucker Knight? He was bragging one day how he fucked this chick once." Devon said.
"Oh, yeah. That. All of THAT'S true. Except one big detail. They gang banged her."
"Hold up, what? Becky got... oh shit. She's married now. I went to the wedding with Nicole and Nick." Devon said.
"Yup. She was taking it from all directions. Anyway, we're not talking about that now. Tucker said something about Operation: Big Booty from his frat brothers. Don't know if he actually did it or not. But..."
"Ok, thanks for the info. And they blackmailed you into it. Or they would out you."
"Basically." Justin said.
"I got practice soon. I'll call you later, all right?"
"Okay." Justin said.
"Peace." Devon hung up. He sighed. "Damn."
Meanwhile, in San Diego... Becky was talking on the phone with Maxwell Avery Davidson, the manager of the strip joint.
"So, did you think over my offer, Rebecca? After all, your performance did go viral." Max said.
"I know it did. But the thing is... I just moved here. I did that for the hell of it. Believe it or not, Max, I was a teacher before I moved to Cali."
"Really? Interesting. You don't have to take my offer. I'm just saying, you can be one of the bigger dancers here. I know you have... experience." Max said.
"Really? You do?"
"Really. I'm not even going to ask you to come in every night." He said.
Becky tilted her head.
"Oh?" She said.
"I won't. You'll be on a part time basis. On one condition. That condition I will tell you tomorrow at the club. Should you accept of course." Max said.
"Yes. I understand."
"So will I see you tomorrow?" He said.
"You'll find out. Good night, Maxwell." Becky said, in a soft tone. They hung up. Becky let out a deep breath. "Am I really becoming a stripper?"
Meanwhile, back in Houston, at the frat house... Ryan was the only one there at that moment. That would soon change. A loud knock came at the door. Ryan opened it. Devon Thornton was at the door.
"Is Tucker here?"
"No he isn't. He left a few minutes ago." Ryan said. "Why?"
"I want to ask him a few questions." Devon said.
"Actually I want to also." Lila Nash said, behind Devon.
"Wait. You're Logan's sister are you? And you... what's your question?" Ryan said.
"Operation Big Booty, what is it?" Devon said.
"Rook! They know! They already know!" Logan yelled from the car.
"Logan, be quiet. If you know what's good for you." Lila said. Ryan cursed to himself.
"Damn it. You really want to know? I'll show you."