"Okay, okay. It started with an idea I had. There was another alternative that I didn't suggest to you, another way that might help ensure Lizzie does...n't let your secret out." What?" Gavin demanded, hope written on his face."Don't get your hopes up! I thought that if I could get something over Lizzie, something really big, then that would guarantee she would keep quiet. I thought... , I mean... , the idea was ... Oh god, I can't believe I'm telling you this!" Just spit it out!" Okay, I thought. 56pm it flashed up. We had been here for nearly 5 hours. 3 missed calls and 2 texts. Guilt flooded through me, I read the messages, both from Tom, ‘No problem, don’t work too hard, do you want me to cook you some dinner for when you get in? I will head round to see Paul for a bit.’ 2nd text, ‘Hey, guess you are really busy at work, just off to bed, I got you a slice of cake from the bakery, it’s on the side as bet you haven’t had time to eat. See you in bed, love you.’ My cheeks flushed with. Situation: Mass Chaos.It's interesting actually remembering something, isn't it?It was definitely the summer of 2027. I remember that day. It was the day everything changed. I don’t really know much about myself. I mean, yeah, I know what I look like – pale skin (though not looking like I’m dead), black hair, steel gray eyes, relatively thin figure, decent clothes (consisting mainly of the black t-shirt with a Japanese character on it in red and a pair of jeans that I wore most often).My most. "The things I do for a pretty woman," he growled rather loudly as his dildo was lubricated and the girl pushed two gloved fingers up his arse before she slowly and carefully forced the dildo home.Once the imitation penises were properly in place the strapping was tightened up to hold them in place. This time with the height difference the girl just wrapped the cloth around Ivan's calves before attaching the cord while the guy produced yet another leather strap and placed it around their waists.