" He paused to let that set in, it sounded sopatently strange that if it weren't for the situation I might havelaughed. "Your name is Isabella, and yo... love your Daddy more thenanything in the world, the only thing you ever think about is looking hot,making ME happy, and being a flirty dirty little teen bimbo. Now you maynot look the part.......yet......"He paused for dramatic effect. My heart was thumping so loud I was almostsurprised it wasn't rocking the car. His breath wasn't quite. We need to stop putting up with her shit." I took a deepswig of my drink and slouched back into the couch I was occupying. Joshsmiled at me as he changed the topic."It's your turn this weekend." The thought of what was to come lit up hisface. I was happy to admit my excitement by way of my grin too."I know. I have this one planned out." Cool." Josh let his gaze drift over to another corner of our pub wherethe machine stood. "You gonna get started?" Calm down." He was right, I thought. Time to. He was getting hotter and hotter... round and round... swing those hips... catwalk... round and round... oh God... when is it going to stop... left right left right... swing... on the cat walk... on the cat walk...It finally stopped... he was panting... he walked over to the pole...The couple were watching him on the video screen... he had to bend a little at the waist to get to the tube for a drink... it was slightly deeper in his mouth... almost to his throat... he pushed... got one. Sorrel screamed all the way into the lab room. She yelled. She hollered. She cursed. She cried. She made as much noise as she possibly could. She was determined they weren’t going to cut her up, Not her! She’d fight. She’d fight them! She’d fight with every ounce of strength. She was fighting for her life! In a nearby room one of the orderlies attached to her case asked, ‘What is that baleful noise?’ Another answered, ‘Oh you get used to it. Once they find out, they usually do a lot of yelling.