I managed to unpackage it and hide it while Andrew was at school.“Hey, Dad, did we get a delivery today?” My son studied me. He hadn’t asked me ...hen he return from school. He’d told me, “The collar was suppose to arrive today.” I shrugged.“Ingrid?” Garrick passed short.I shrugged.He whispered after dinner. “Two can play at this game.” He dedicated himself to finding the replacement collar.The next morning, I found the old one on my nightstand. I tucked it under my pillow before Garrick awoke.. Then my eyes closed and I sank down until my head was under the water. I wanted to curl into a little ball and stay there forever.A hand reached down and hooked under my neck. It tugged gently upwards and my body dutifully lifted up until I was sitting. Tara prodded me until I leaned forward and she gently washed my back with a bath sponge. My eyes stayed closed. The sensation of being washed soothed me but I felt so dirty – so unclean. She should have been using a scrubbing brush, not a. ” A girl’s voice said “hey thanks.” Clever I thought, he didn’t say no one was in here; just it was a ladies room.I heard the stall door next to me open and close and I watched as the girl took down her pants and then I heard her peeing. I was wondering what she was thinking seeing the hole and wondered if she was reading the sex things on the wall. I figured I would make it interesting and pulled my shirt up a little, opened my legs and started to rub my pussy. If she was curious I figured she. Karson fought the acute urge to lay her head on his shoulder and succumb to the feeling of want-no, need to be as close as she could get to the man. It was..well, she was fighting a losing battle. ________________________________________________________________________________________ Max could feel the tension in her back, the thin material of her dress doing nothing to mask the warmth coming off of her skin. He knew she was at war with herself, could practically hear the argumentative.