Jarod was going to go thought one of the most difficult pretends he ever had to do. The victims were avid porn watchers, first all of their money was stolen, then they were killed in bazaar ways. Hank Kep was next on the list, and if Jarod did not act fast the same thing would happen to him as it did the others.
Jarod went to a porn shop that one of the victims had frequented. He grabbed just about every porn that was on the shelf and put them on the counter. His look of excitement that always seemed to be with him when experiencing something new, was plastered all over his face. Of course this was a little disconcerting to the man at the cash register, but considering how many creeps came in here he just rang up everything.
"So why is this all so interesting, do they have complex plotlines?" Jarod asked.
"No. You just jerk off to them." The guy clicked his gum and took Jarod's cash.
"Jerk off? What's that?"
The guy handed him the bag full of porn and said, "Get the hell outta my store."
Jarod was now in his room, an abandoned warehouse near the lake, looking up on the computer what 'jerking off' meant. Masturbating was never something that he had done before, so while he knew the basic logistics of it, this was going to be a completely new experience.
He popped in the tape and pulled out his limp dick, grabbing it with a very unsure hand. He watched as a plumber and a woman client apparently forgot all about her leaky faucet and began to have intercourse. At first he felt a feeling of invasion of privacy, but he knew that these people were actors and it was their job to do this. He relaxed a bit and kept watching. He found himself growing hard while watching, so he started stroking. Before he got too into it he decided to put some lotion on his hands, but he used too much and began wiping it on the chair. He grabbed again at his dick, and again he began stroking. It felt really good, not as good as sex, but still really good. He began to stroke a little harder, that felt much better. Watching these actors on the screen he began to get into rhythm with them, which felt rather exciting. Before he knew it he was ejaculating, but there was a problem.
He had the volume up so loud he had not heard anyone come in, and he was so concentrated on the picture in front of him that he hadn't looked around to see if anyone was there.
Miss Parker was looking at Jarod a little dumbfounded.
"Hello Jarod." She said in a shaky voice.
"Miss Parker... This isn't what it looks like, this is a pretend."
"It doesn't look like you're pretending anything..."
Jarod covered himself up, "I thought you'd be in Alaska."
"That obvious trap? No, everyone else went there, I decided to look around, and here you are."
"I guess asking for a five minute head start would be too much..." Jarod smiled.
"I'll give you a six minute head start... If you do something for me first."
Jarod gave her a puzzled look. 'This is going to be fun,' Miss Parker thought as she gave him a Cheshire grin.