I just had an idea. It’s maybe crazy, and it might be too late. But it is an idea, a logical idea,” she said.“Lay it on me because I’m out of ...ideas,” said Lea.“Well, Dad, I mean your husband would have to be onboard with it. I would never do it if Dad was against it. But, on purely logical grounds it might work,” she said. “I could change my name, legally.”“What, you think maybe changing your name ... but you’re a Baker now,” said Lea.“No, not that exactly. How about changing it to Sarah Brown. Astonishingly, they were expressively warm in that instance, which was quite the contrast from the monochromatic suit he was wearing. “Yeah, I’m fine.” She forged a smile and fidgeted with some documents in front of her. “It’s late,” he began, “Why are you still in here?” he sounded genuinely curious. “I, uh... I’m working on that Barrister case you wanted me to look at.” “You can do that tomorrow. Come on, I’ll get you a cab.” He slid his hands into his pockets. “No, Gabriel, I…” Rachel. There was a hot blonde dancer working that we both enjoyed watching. Nate told me to go dance with her on the platform. We danced and he watched, a smile on his face. I danced with a few ladies that night and, with prompting from my man, got to feel some incredible asses and tits. One girl kissed me as her as we danced together on the platform, guiding my hand to her breasts. We were both disappointed that we didn’t find someone to come home with us, but happy about the flirting and. I set it to a diameter of about four centimetres to begin with, at a slow speed so I could watch every painful inch sliding in. I didn’t lubricate it. She’d better hope she was wet.Before I turned on the machine, I also set the nipple cups over her breasts, and set the suction to just barely painful. I planned to cause enough pain later tonight.Her green eyes were wide with terror when I pushed the button to start the machine. It whirred to life.I was glad I’d strapped her in, because the hour.