I opened the door, and let her infirst. It was hardly spectacular. A memory foam mattress on the floor. A giant mirror on one wall obviously used as...an observation window, I'msure she immediately knew there was a camera and an observation room onthe other side."Most girls get a Bed, and and a few other accommodations, but you havethe potential to be dangerous with many things. So until you earn alittle trust, you may have to live a little more spartan than the rest."So just in case you were. Scary. What about older guys, why don't they get off on that?" Oh, we do," he said. "We just recognise the paradox." What do you mean?" Well, it's impossible, right. If she doesn't want it, it's rape, and that's not sexy. So you would have to know she wants it, and then it couldn't be a surprise. Paradox!"Stretched and lubricated now, he started stroking into me with an increasing rhythm – just the first 6 inches – while massaging my breasts and pinching my nipples. I stopped talking and just. This child, Gog and Magog be damned, needed help."And what is your name?" He enunciated."Tori." She paused. "If you were really Millie you'd know that."John wondered briefly how he should play this. If he was awake, as he'dalready proven, then he was in the body of someone called Millie and inthe care of a giant child, probably with giant parents close by.Millie, as he'd already determined, was not designed for running,climbing, jumping, or any method of escape. This world and how he'dcome. I started smiling whenever he looked at me and touching his arms to give him a signal and get his attention. Finally, we reached CP and went to a warehouse club and to our table which was on the rooftop. He ordered two strong beer for me and scotch for himself as he knew I drink beer only.After chit-chatting for a while and eating two-three nonveg items and having few beers, I asked him to join me to dance floor. He was very dominative and took me to dance floor himself while holding my one.