" You're right! I'm your babe! I'm your babe," said Danny, looking athimself in the reflection, letting out a breath and trying to get intocharacter. ..."Holy shit!! I'm your babe again." No Danielle's my babe, and no one needs to know about her, ok?" saidGary, squeezing his hand. "Lindsey on the other hand is my red hot datethat I'm lucky to have at my side, so you ready or what?" Ready? Not a fucking chance! But by your side as your date," noddedDanny as the car pulled up and the driver came. Angel whimpered, trying to rub her legs together. Damian slapped her again, urging her to cut it out. Angel continued to squirm, even after a third slap. Damian grabbed a bar from on top of the cabinet. He bound Angel's ankles to it, restricting her movement even more. "This should help." He took a step back, admiring his handiwork. He took the vibrator, placing it back on her clit. He resumed finger fucking her, starting with 3 fingers. Angel moaned loudly. Damian added another finger, taking. Frank was home and met them at the door, shocked at the sight of his bloodied, beloved wife, but not so shocked that he called her by her real name. The original ‘Tanya Tabor’ had been ‘dead’ for many years. The only ones outside their family who knew her real name (besides Jake) were the three people that helped him run Tabor Investigations. And they didn’t know who she really was, or her actual age.Thanking the strange gentleman profusely for returning his naked, painted slut-bod from what. I am getting old, woman. I need to recover.’ ‘You will never be old, my love. You will always be my young stud muffin.’ She laughed as she stood up. ‘Come on old man. Last one in is a rotten egg.’ Fran said with a laugh as she ran to the water’s edge and did a shallow dive across the pool. Ian begrudgingly rose and made his way to the water’s edge. ‘You’re a cruel, cruel woman Fran. You know that don’t you.’ He called to her as he plodded into the cool water. Fran laughed at the sight of him.