“That’s how you’ll get your orgasm.”He didn’t wait for her to approve or disapprove his plan. He went back to sucking, and kept his hand mov...ing.Her hips and legs were rigidly closed when he got there, but her pudenda jutted forward anyway, and her clit was helpless. He hooked his index finger and did a “come here” motion with it, letting his fingertip diddle her bump. It was like magic. Her legs parted, her knees came up and spread wide, and her butt lifted six inches off the bed. She yipped. He had forgone a cell phone to make sure they could get from one gig to the other, and those times they traveled, Emma didn’t hear from him. She just assumed he had forgotten about her, the way most people do when you no longer see them. Now she just wanted to hear that he hadn’t, that she wasn’t an afterthought, and this thing between them… was real. ‘I’ve always missed you, you know?’ Adam’s smile didn’t quite reach his eyes until he looked at her. Her heart bloomed as she realized how true. I begged for a dildo or at least for then to uncuff me so I could cram my hands into my hot horny twat to get off, but CLOWN refused, claiming I would injure myself." It was during those long tortured hours I knew I could never be satisfied by anything less than a Cock of Steel. Lord knows another week of that kind of frustration, the villain might have made me his sex slave." Nightman told me to be careful of you, that the experience with CLOWN might have 'turned' you already." Don't pay any. They had the means to do so – the consortium they were a part of dabbled in body modification, nanotechnology and mind control. Taking one girl as turning her into Trixie Smiles was a piece of cake for them. The only problem was that the first thing people knew about her was her voice…And all their body mod technology couldn’t manipulate something as complex as the human voice. Which was why they had taken to hunt down the one-in a million girl with the exact same voice as their fictional.