God, I looked like a 12 year old. Arriving at work, sheepishly sliding into the office without being noticed, I saw an envelope lying on the desk. I d...ropped everything to get to it, forgetting about work AND the cum stains. The note was from Katie, and it instructed me to replace the note with $300 cash and then leave the envelope on her desk before she left for the day. I don’t carry cash hardly anymore, who does now days. I ran across the street to an ATM and withdrew the funds. Stuffing the. “I can’t sleep,” Wendy said as she came in behind me. “I think I’m too wired from the flight.”She looked at the computer screen and smiled. “Does it make you horny?”“I’m always horny where you’re concerned,” I said and looked round at her, she was naked but for a tiny white thong and she smiled when I said I thought she looked absolutely gorgeous.That old saying’s true then isn’t it?”“Yeah, absence makes the heart grow fonder, it certainly made mine grow fonder anyway,” I smiled.“Mine too. "Before I could think of more to say than, "Thank you," Cori was out thedoor.I scooted around in Aunt Joan's lap until I was sitting sideways and couldlook up at her. "I dunno if I can go to sleep just yet."Wrapping an arm around my back, Aunt Joan began brushing loose strands ofdamp hair out of my face. "You know, when my girls have nightmares, Iusually rock them back to sleep." Even Terri?"Aunt Joan grinned. "Not as much as when she was little, but there are stilltimes when she needs to be. So. Off to my girl-friendly neighborhood dildo emporium, right? As if.There was this run-down adult book store I’d been past, in a pretty seedy part of town, that advertised sex toys in their window (and $0.25 movies, whatever those were). It was a long walk from where I lived, but do-able. So I did it. It was a real old-school type place, the kind that there used to be a lot of, I guess, before they invented the Internet and fire and stuff. I figured I’d slip in, buy a little dildo, put it.