Looking through the menu I sipped the wine I’d ordered and tried to decide what to eat. Should it be the delicious pastas in there mouth-watering ch...ice of sauces or should it be a steak. In the end I decided on a pasta dish with a delectable cheese sauce. How did I remember what I ate that night, easy, what happened later engraved the whole evening in my memory forever.As I ate I could feel eyes on the back of my neck, or so it seemed, and I longed to turn and see who it was. But instead I. I could see three truckers at the edge of the clearing, rubbing their tented pants as they watched the show we were putting on. My mind raced as I saw more movement behind them. One? Two more men walking this way? I wasn't able to tell fast enough as Daddy slid a thick black cloth over my eyes, and tied the ends of a blindfold behind my head tight as I whimpered into the gag. 'Now things are getting interesting, Stacey, wouldn't you agree?' Daddy growled as I felt what must have been his cock. He shrugged and said no with a sense of uncertainty in his voice. I decided to stay nude feeling a sense of eroticism about the whole thing. I filled the washer and dad made a comment about not seeing how we had much laundry to do if we did not wear clothes. I asked if he wanted me to throw his work clothes in since they were soiled from the work the day before and offered a pair of Ron’s shorts for him to wear. He said that would be ok and he wanted to get into the pool anyway. He came back. It wasn’t long before Cassidy was walking into her apartment. The events of the night were replaying over and over in her head. She kicked off her heels as soon as she was in her bedroom and collapsed on the huge king sized bed that she’d bought only a year before when she’d moved into the small apartment. It was a nice space. It suited her. It wasn’t cluttered and everything had a place. Cass closed her eyes for a moment, just a moment, before regretfully standing up and heading for the.