CHAPTER 3
Katie read the email and started to cry. She knew it was a mistake to have an affair with the mayor. He was charming at the Rotary meetings and city meetings. But he was a married man with a nice wife and children. Wasn't she doing the same thing that Mark did? She felt like a hypocrite. Hell, she knew she was one.
Once inside the hotel, he was a dominant asshole. He had little to no respect for women and just wanted to show his virility.
God, she hated feeling like she trusted that man had now looked at what happened. How did this happen to her? She was a good woman, ran a bank, made a profit, and kept the people's money safe. She attended PTA, church services, and volunteered at the animal rescue.
This wasn't fair. She needed help.
Katie called Molly. Molly answers the phone "Hi sis, what's up?
Katie says, "I'm in big trouble" I am being blackmailed and I don't know a way out."
Molly says "Whoa, hold up, what's going on. Start from the beginning."
Katie says, "I had a one-time fling with a guy and some investigative journalist took pictures and is blackmailing me."
Molly asks, "Why would an investigative reporter be looking into you or your hookup?"
Katie says, "Well it was the mayor, Gary Williams, he has had some troubles with city finances and some minor scandals, but nothing serious that I know of. But I am not the only woman the reporter took photos of. And he somehow got audio of all of us having sex."
Molly says "oh that is bad. Can you make out the voices clearly?"
Katie says "yes, and we were using our names freely. I would call him Mr. Mayor and he would call me Mrs. Rogers. He said, 'I'd like to make a big deposit into your private vault.' We weren't thinking we were being seen."
"No one ever does, how many women got caught? You said there were others. Do you know them?" asked Molly.
Katie says "5 in total. The mayor had sex with a different woman each day. I was his Friday. I'm so embarrassed. If this leaks out, the board of trustees will surely fire me and then Mike will divorce me. I'm really screwed here."
"So, who are the other women? And why would the blackmailer want to trash all their lives over a stupid fling?"
Katie says "Well there is Mrs. Carlson, the preacher's wife, Susan Donaldson who runs a day care center and is married to the police chief, Dr. Allen's wife Cindy who runs an online adult boutique that sells erotic novelties, clothes and books, and Councilwoman Mary Briggs, and me of course. All women that have a lot to lose if they blab about anything."
"Oh, those melons were just ripe for the pickings, pun intended." Molly says. "How could all you smart women go to some fancy hotel and not think about video surveillance and getting blackmailed or outed? That's just stupid!"
Katie responds "We went to the Shadow Ridge motel on route 33. It's old, and the mayor owns it. There are no cameras, and the employees are ex-cons eager to stay out of prison and don't look at anything."
"So, what does the bastard want?" asked Molly.
"So far, he is only asking for voyeuristic stuff. He said I cannot wear panties or pantyhose anymore, ever. He wants me to take a photo of my crotch when he texts me and send it to him to prove it. He also wants me to stop wearing sweats around the house and start dressing like I have a husband at home that I want to keep interested. He must be able to see through the windows and peep at me," said Katie.
"Well, given the circumstances, it's not that bad. Well, the peeping is a bit creepy." said Molly.
"For now, I'm just worried about what he will ask for next? They get emboldened if you comply." said Katie.
"Well sister dearest, that ship has sailed. You are past the point of being sorry for your indiscretions." asked Molly. "So, Mr. Pervy is texting you? Why don't you look up his phone number and email address?"
"That's the scary part, the phone number is unlisted, and the email address bounces around and finally hits a government security server. I had my IT friend from college dig around, and he said this is dark web stuff. He had to back out as quickly as he could. It worried him." said Katie.
"So, some spook or wannabe secret agent man is looking into the improprieties of our shitbag mayor, and you all get dragged down if this gets out. That sucks." says Molly. "So, have you sent any photos of your love canal, the holy grail, the valley of the doll. You know fourth base?" Molly laughs out loud.