Barret gift-wrapped a bottle of ‘Sauza’ for my presentation to Betty and I took the service elevator to see if Peggy was ready. Peggy had the Mill...inery items hidden away in one of our shopping bags. ‘So Miss Allison, why are you not wearing what is in the bag?’, I asked. ‘Oh, Mr. Henried! I can’t wear that bra and blouse here in the store. Everyone will see me!’ ‘See what, Peggy?’ ‘My…you know. My breasts and nipples.’ And with that she dropped her eyes down to the floor. I was really pissed!. Why was that peculiar?Doug doesn't shave.It had dried white shaving cream and several hairs stuck between the blades - he hadn't cleaned it after it was used. Those hairs - thick brown, some gray... curly... !My god!It couldn't be. Doug and his mother? Impossible.Right?My heart was racing and my legs wanted to run out of there - to escape these ludicrous thoughts that I was having. Catherine and her son!Unconsciously I backed out of the room and down the hallway - somehow I ended up in the. .. you look… Becca has her shiny, brown hair in a small side-ponytail, helped by a white scrunchie. She's wearing a thin white t-shirt and jean shorts. "Stacy!" Becca exclaims, her voice cracking slightly from her excitement. Oh my god, she's so cute. "Hi Becca!" Stacy shouts, awkwardly. "Oh, you look so pretty. I love your skirt. And that sweater is adorable!" Becca proclaims, genuinely. I don't deserve this girl. Stacy blushes immediately. "No I don't. Erh, I mean, thank you!" Stacy blurts,. ‘Aren’t I beautiful, Sir?’ he asks, stroking his cage like he can still feel it. ‘Am I glowing? I feel radiant.’ I smile. “You are glowing. You’re a gorgeous creature, and it’s taking serious restraint to not ravish you right now.” ‘Mmm don’t,’ he purrs, leaning up against the arm of the sofa and stroking his chastity cage with his fingers. ‘I love this, knowing I can just reach between my legs and play with myself, frustrating myself. I can’t feel a thing but the hard plastic stopping my.