” “I bet!” I laughed. “I don't think I'm ready for that.” We selected black and white bras and moved on to the panties area. Lois quickly se...lected bikinis and thongs that went with the bras. Hanging right near them were Several garter belts, some completing the sets we'd started and some different styles, hung on a nearby rack. We'd started white and black sets, so Lois grabbed the garter belts that went with them, then another pair. “I'd wear the white and black sets on dates, but for everyday. “We are cleared for orbit. Standby for acceleration.”I smiled at the phrase. We were already accelerating, but I knew what he meant and why he announced it. I could feel the power to the engines increase as we accelerated and began to nose up. The pressure on our bodies climbed until we were experiencing a little more than four times the force of gravity.The original PT-O orbiters could get to orbit in just under two minutes, at roughly nine-gees acceleration. We took a slower approach at. She pulled the license out, her jaw dropping. "Stacey Daniels, age...32, 5'8", 125 lbs, sex...female" Then she noticed the pass. An ID badge of some sort and flipped it over. It was her picture, and underneath displayed the words "Stacey Daniels, Rockefeller Center, Radio City Music Hall". "Oh shit...I can't be a..."The thought began to sink in. She knew what she did for a living, and her body was built for it. Her legs, her figure, her looks. "I'm a Rockette. I'm a Radio City Rockette.. She wasn’t being groped or fucked anymore. Though shame and pain still burned in her gaze, some relief rose as well. At least it was over, right?Vakria didn’t let her think that for long. She moved out from under her, dropping her head down onto the small pillow built into the box. She didn’t quite take her husband’s place, sitting beside one thigh instead of between them, but she still took over tormenting the woman. Her fingers dived into her well-watered slit, probing back and forth. “Well,.