Lucy couldn't help but cross her arms over her chest forcing her breasts to push upward revealing more of herself out of embarrassment. "Turn it off," she cried as she was talking about the video camera that was propped up on the kitchen table as she stood cornered against the sink. The seventeen year old had really managed to get herself into trouble today finding that she was now being black mailed by her boyfriend's best friend. She couldn't believe that he was wearing nothing but an apron. Her clothing was in the opposite corner of the kitchen staring back at her but all she could focus on was the fact that she was being recorded. "I'll do whatever you want, just don't ever tell Jace," she pleaded.