Now put on your girdle and heels and get busywith the laundry while Sandra and I relax. Don't' worry about dinner aswe will be going out to eat this e...vening."She turned and left me to dress and go about my chores. I sorted thelaundry and took a little extra time to sniff their pantys. Such anintoxicating aroma for a sissy. I decided to hand wash their delicatesafter the rest was put into the washing machine. Glancing up from thesink I noticed the camera in the laundry room. "Oh fuck," I thought. "My words startled her. "Hate you? Never, Jake, what's going on?" her eyes flicked to my mother and back to me, "I thought you were coming back ... alone." She quickly addressed my mother, "not that you aren't welcome, Mrs. Smith, but I thought Jake and I were ... well its Christmas and all so we were..." I am well aware of what you two had planned." My mother interrupted softly. "But you have to listen to Jake. He is going to tell you something you may not like. It may make you angry but know. Up the sensation rose slowly, a light touch all the way up to my neck. There, as my shade completed itself, I could feel its warm breath mimic the rhythm of light pressure from its stomach.I lay there in that hazy sleep state and felt the shadow slowly growing firm behind me, pressing its hardening self into me, searching for its goal. As it grew harder so did I, echoing its need, just as it echoed my form. Tentatively it explored, finally finding the tight hole it was looking for. As it. That money is still in the bank waiting for you to claim it." He stared at his daughter, suddenly speechless."I ... I don't know what to say. I believe you. There were certain inconsistencies in what Ricky and Mom said, where the money came from for booze and all the rest. I just now remembered how on the first of every month Ricky used to say something about getting the next installment on what was due him. He'd rub the side of his cheek like it hurt."Jack snorted, "So she did go back to the.