“Sorry dad.” The eighteen year old says in exasperation. “Breasts.”Shifting uncomfortably in his big leather chair, “That’s great honey. I...��m not sure why you’re telling me.” Quinn says, looking at his daughter’s growing chest.It was true though, he noticed. His little princess wasn’t so little anymore. She reminded him of a younger version of his wife. Long curly red hair. Adorably cute face. Round spankable ass. And growing breasts. Her mother was an E-cup, Nikki was on track for that, obvious. “Since we cannot reach them, I am making their links heavier, as though a great weight were being attached to each one.”He could see the metal links in his mind’s eye, their mass increasing as his magic did its work, the gate slowly rising from the ground as they grew heavy enough to counterbalance it. The sound of screeching metal filled the murder hole as the obstacle began to rise, sliding along grooves in the walls to either side of it, the clattering of the chains audible from the other. Mr. Hill nodded in agreement and asked if any of it was sexual.“Not really – in fact, if I get a hard on I have to stand in the corner,” Rally was embarrassed to say.Mr. Hill couldn’t help but laugh at that and then asked if he could visit sometime.“Actually, we can’t turn anyone away at any time. My Uncle Frank would make us greet you and welcome you in the house.”“That’s so crazy!” Mr. Hill couldn’t hide his smile behind his massive mustache. “If we had the program here in school would you do. Come from Wythenshaw.Colin Names?O'Malley No way. I value my life. I've been well paid to keep my mouth shut. I've already told you too much. You don't want to be asking too many questions about this. Could get you hurt. Things like drive-by shootings can happen. If I were you I'd forget the whole thing. Tell your client, is it his wife? It's best left alone.Keith Thanks Ted.O'Malley Oh, thank you sir!Colin Oh, one thing. What colour was the car?O'Malley Red Toyota.Colin Registration?O'Malley.