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He has created this reality and immersed you in it. Nothing has been real from the time that you stepped into the Growth Processing Room.” Loretta looked around herself in total confusion. “Take us back to reality, Plato,” Marcella said, “but keep yourself projected into the room.” There was a slight blurring of everything as Richard, Marcella, and Plato transitioned to standing in the growth room. Loretta was still strapped to one of the tables which had been tilted almost upright. She looked around the room in fright and confusion. “Plato came to us and brought us here because he didn’t want to kill you,” Marcella said, “but he can do much worse to you than kill you.” She turned to Plato and said, “Give her a Unicorn ride... a long one.” Plato looked confused, but suddenly Loretta was gasping and squirming indian in her restraints. It was obvious that she could no longer see Marcella or Richard as they watched her shudder and squirm while the Unicorn flapped its way through the skies. Her short bouncy movements made it obvious that she was now in the upper meadow. Her screams of passion and her almost convulsive movements marked the Unicorn’s final ascent into the sun. “Let me handle this,” Marcella said as she gently pushed both Richard and Plato out of the way. Loretta was making a loud, long, continuous sighing sound as– in her reality– she slowly slid down a long, silky rainbow into a field of clover. When Loretta was hanging limply in her restraints taking very deep breaths, Marcella said brusquely, “Bring her back.” Loretta’s eyes darted around the room again before finally focusing on Marcella. “Loretta,” Marcella began, “I want you to remember two things: One Plato can reach you from miles and miles away– who knows how far he can reach. And two, if he can give you that much pleasure, just think what he can do if he wants to inflict pain.” “I can take it from here,” Plato said softly. Then he walked up to Loretta and said, “You got conned, Miss Hansen. Jorge Hernandez... William Oxford... took advantage of your vulnerability. You needed someone to tell you that you are beautiful.” Plato smiled and began removing the straps which held Loretta in place. Richard looked over at Marcella and was going to ask about Plato interacting with real objects, but Marcella shook her head and he remained quiet. “The secret prisons are real, Miss Hansen,” Plato said softly. “They aren’t quite as bad as you experienced... or at least most of them aren’t.” Loretta looked like she wanted to scream, but remained silent. “Don’t worry,” Plato said firmly. “I won’t send you to prison– though I very easily could.” “Then what?” Loretta asked shakily. “Go back to Iowa, Loretta Hansen,” Plato said very firmly. “Your old high school sweetheart thinks you are beautiful. He always has and always will. It was situated in a valley, surrounded by beautiful scenery composing of high mountains and a lot of trees. “Nurse Luann?” I moaned. Ann then took lots of measurements and I couldn’t understand why she wanted to take my chest and some of the other measurements but I didn’t argue. She looked up at me and said, She shifted on the chair for a better position “Kevin came to my place drunk after the bachelor’s party and went to bed with me. I sucked his cock then let him fuck me. When he was done he passed out, I was still horny but he was done. Chris was about to say something when Staci's hand moved the head of his cock back, and between her asscheek. Suddenly, three things happened at once. Now the man was even closer, indian and was gaining on her quickly. Get back in line for a complete restart." "He does and I love it." I came in her mouth and she drank every single drop of it. The grip on my head relaxed, so I inched higher, as I kissed the inside of her knee, I also gently pushed her legs wider apart. ‘ANDREW!” Mum screamed. Come on!