"I'm, um, Richard." I responded meekly. Joe smiled."No, what's your girl name?" he asked politely. I stuttered once more."I, um, don't have one." I sa...id, trying to look away from his eyes thatwere lapping me up."Well then, how about Rachel?" Joe chuckled. "Do you like that name,Rachel?" I was lost in a sea of mixed emotion, panic and pleasuredancing wildly in my mind. Despite myself, I nodded. Rachel sounded sonice, so girly, so me - much more so than Richard ever had. "That'sgood," Joe smiled,. I looked up at her face, she was smiling at me. She was also panting heavily, sweat was beading down her neck. Her button top was opened showing her large tits, with dark pink nipples, poking way out.I felt the urge to grab her. I stood up, and pulled her into me. I held her small frame tightly to me. “Lucas. What are you doing?” I heard in my head. I grabbed her ass, with my free hand, pulling her in for a kiss.“What’s going on here? He’s supposed to be under my control,” I heard her say. But. Even the heavy circles under his eyes seemed to lighten. I felt horrible. Here I had possessed the power to take that stress from him with a simple sentence, and I’d been too selfish to see it. Too selfish to notice, truly notice, how hard this had been on him. Yes, I was a victim, but I wasn’t the only one. I had been throwing myself a hell of a pity party, and I hadn’t invited anyone, least of all the man who had earned the right for a pity party of his own. He was beside me in aninstant,. What she did was just amazing. She lifted her bathrobe and sat stark naked on the seats. Not only that, she loosened the knots too. So I could see her deep cleavage.Well, anyone else also could see it. Her goal was to remove it completely. We were thinking of other naughty ideas. I told her, “Why don’t you finger yourself?” She thought about it and slowly inserted her finger. She opened her legs wide and started touching her pussy.The tables were wooden and I couldn’t see much. I got below the.