Immediately, she pushed her awareness outwards through the house, seeking any presence other than her Master. Finding none, she sighed in disappointme...nt before throwing back the latch to her coffin and lifting the lid. It was too much to expect that the police would track her down so quickly, but she had dared to hope. A metallic clang sounded from her left as her Master emerged from his own casket.He looked her up and down with a thin smile, before telling her, "Go dress yourself in something. The fabric I folded neatly and placed in a paper bag I had cut down to function as wrapping paper, then taped it closed. The work gloves got a similar treatment. The remaining gloves and others were for me. I carried the gifts I had made to the house, entering as quietly as possible for a 300 pound man, I laid them on the table and left. Not yet supper time, I walked back to the barn and decided to enjoy a cold soda and check out my reading material. I hadn’t even gotten five pages in when I. The old slut smiled like she had a chance and asked “ok, what do I have to do”.I told her to lay on her back on the floor and spread her legs as I maneuvered myself to her head. My cock was already rock hard and I noticed every time she looked at it, her mood got better. I started slapping her in the face with it as I said “do you like looking at your own son’s big hard cock, mommy”. Do you want to taste it again, go ahead mommy, taste it” as I shook a little of the dripping pre-cum onto her. I pocketed his twenty and thought that it was a good thing that he never asked anyone about the microwave oven. My mother would never have worried, or popped me the twenty either. Finally, they left.I went up to their bedroom and looked in the closet for the Polaroid. It was right where it was supposed to be. There was no film pack in it, so I wouldn't have any problems when I put it back after using it.I loaded up the new ten pack and took the camera over to Walter's room. Walter had already.