Hanevy, a gray-haired matron, eyed me before focusing her attention on Rebecca. She said, “I have watched you from when you were a tiny little girl....You and your mother used to pick wildflowers along our shared fence line, and you were always so polite. Now you’re all grown up and married.” She gave me another searching glance. “Well, your husband looks eager enough to get on with making a family. Now, if you want boys, you’ll want to make sure he gets it tucked in good and deep.”The longer the. I smiled, though I couldn’t tell if John truly saw my smile for the mask.He took my hand and lay me onto the machine face down, where he then began positioning the arms and setting the hooks and clasps. John put the lower arms to hold my legs in a ninety degree position with my pelvis just slightly off the bench, carefully fastening the clips to my shoes ankle rings. I could no longer straighten or bend either of my nylon clad legs. I was getting a little hot, but my clit couldn’t expand. Dinner was part fun and part business. The servers were all topless with small G string bottoms. The men were encouraged to look but not touch. The dinner was casual with a brief business meeting afterwords. The group retreated to the main bar and showroom. There they were treated to a two hour strip show featuring full nudity. The show included both solo and lesbian acts. Every one was a hit with the crowd. Though all of these men worked in the adult entertainment business, they still enjoyed. He even felt a little pathetic for not resisting, pretty girls could get away with murder with him. She made a beeline for the bedroom, as he followed her. ‘Did you find a stuffed dolphin on that end table? No way would he just take it with him.’ Robert was about to say ‘no’ when he recalled putting a plush dolphin in the box of Beth’s stuff to throw into the dumpster. He fished it out, handing it over. ‘Found it there and figured it belonged to my ex,’ he said. ‘You’re lucky you got it before.