" Looks like it's from a mechanic's or some type of service person's shirt," he said."That's what I thought. Sometime while I waited for you to get he...e, my brain must have kept working because now I think I may know who this could belong to." Thomas waved with his hand for me to go on. "We use the same gas station, that one at Chippewa and Kingshighway, two blocks from our building most of the time. There's a guy by the name of Bill that works there."I paced across the kitchen. "Ally said that. As I started pulling up my lace panties, Master stopped me. “We’re going down to breakfast, Krys. Don’t forget your plug.” He handed me the spade-shaped plug and lube from his carry-on bag and sat on the bed grinning at me as I inserted it. My mom knocked on the door and I froze and looked at Master. He opened the door a crack and told her that I was getting dressed. I relaxed and pressed a little at a time until I felt the plug fill me. I sighed and got dressed the rest of the way in a baby. I moved my hands off them and down onto her sides where I ran my fingers from her hips to her shoulders. My face was buried in her supple breasts and I licked them all over and sucked on her tiny pink nipples. She wrapped her hands around my head and pressed me into her. I was thankful for the break, because otherwise I would have cum all over. When I was ready to resume, I pulled off and took one of her ankles in each hand. I lifted them up into the air, spread apart and started to push. He pushed away the covers and tried to make as little sound as possible in case it was a burglar he would have time to call the police. He didn’t bother putting on a robe since he was wearing boxers. As he opened his bedroom door, the thought of his wife, Dora, returning from visiting her sister crossed his mind, but he knew she didn’t like to drive alone at night. Straining his eyes to see in the dark and his ears to hear, he realized the source of the noise was coming from his daughter.