Jake’s latest conquest lay naked beside him. He’d entered her twice, but she had shown little enthusiasm. Big disappointment, after her succulently promising look at the bar. He’d ensured she wasn’t ‘on the game’. He’d never pay.

Women fell for his charm so easily. His marital bed held sleeping Louise, totally unaware of his many seductions.

Disinterestedly, he asked, “What’s your job?”

“A.l.L.”

“What’s that?”

“Anti-Infidelity League. Colleagues are videoing us behind that mirror. Louise will have the DVD of your shameful unfaithfulness within 24 hours,”

Chills hit him. “Blackmail?”

“You wish. There’s no charge. Your goose is cooked.”