The pressure didn’t feel good or bad, just intense. Soon though she felt herself opening a bit and after several minutes of trying, she felt the han...le end of the pin plop inside her. There was a feeling of fullness and mild discomfort like needing to use the dunny, but it wasn’t exactly painful either and her master’s eyes were glazed in lust so this must be good. “Take it now, and work it until you’re comfortable. “ I want you to do this every morning for at least a week to prepare yourself. With 20 min left on her dry cycle, she was about to excuse herself to the bathroom to finish, when an opportunity presented itself. The father called to the son that he was leaving, and moments later the woman made sure the couple's laundry was put in machines to her satisfaction, and then she too left to run an errand.She stood up, walked over to the counter and took a chance. She announced to the room in general "I'm going into the bathroom to scratch an itch. Both of you are welcome to join. This guy is just unreal. He takes so much for granted. She really has no idea what she should do. Later, in the pub, she tells her best friend about the call. ‘Don’t go.’ Her friend is adamant this time. ‘This guy’s too weird. You’ll end up naked and dead in a ditch somewhere. If he calls again, go to the police and report him as a stalker.’ ‘That’s an awful thing to say. Anyway, he’s not a stalker. I gave him my number. Remember?’ ‘How d’you know he’s not a stalker who’d followed you to work?. "And be hereby 6 am tomorrow."CHAPTER FOUR WEEK THREEI have to spend two days at home on my back, but I called in sickand no one said shit. I had something on almost everyone in the placenow, so fuck them.These things are huge, and its hard figuring out how to walk aroundwith them. Plus, I can tell that none of her shit is going to fitover them, and I already cleaned out her account.Luckily I had the cash I glommed off the office staff, and the fewguys at the bar.Speaking of cash, what really.