, she had an update.“One of the witness; a person who was driving behind the other vehicle, said that it was weaving all over the road, crossing to ...he wrong side several times,” she said. “In fact, he used the two-way radio in his vehicle to call his dispatcher – he’s a taxi driver – to get them to advise police of a suspected drunk driver. Right after that, the accident happened, and he was the one that reported it to us. There’s not much more we’re going to find out tonight; the bodies have. Though I couldn't make out the rest of whatthey said, I knew they were talking about Frank's call. I eased off thecouch taking the blanket with me. It slid silently to the floor. I hadn'trealized it was there. Mom must have covered me with it when I fellasleep.I started toward the kitchen then realized I was wearing one of John'stee-shirts. I used them as night shirts and they covered me pretty well,hanging to mid thigh. But the large neck opening exposed a lot of skinand they were thin. I went. She told me to spit out her panties, saying "they've been in your dirty mouth now, so you can keep them, here clean this too", as she slipped the plug towards my, now empty, mouth and past my lips, having me clean the plug that had been in there for quite some time now. As I did so, Mary leaned in close to me, whispering in my ear "I want your Master to fuck me again, but I have already had him in my mouth and my jaw is a bit sore now. Fluff him for me, slut". Mary had really taken to her role. Why don't you sit down?"He paused for a moment, surprised I knew his name. "I don't want to sit down. I want you to leave my wife alone, you asshole." I won't be doing that, Kyle," and then, with just enough steel, "Sit down."He looked around the room and then at me sitting there, book on the table, fork down, ready for any of his shit and he made the right decision. He sat down."Who the fuck do you think you are?" he hissed at me. "You are ruining my marriage." Kyle, I am not ruining your.