The coffin boxworse. "I trust you, Master Jason."He smiled wickedly. "Lay on the bed, then."I did.Immediately both my sister and wife snuggled over to...me. I was kissed.I was petted. I was told that this was a good thing for me.Jason showed me a metal nipple cover. It was fat and outdented, lookingand making an nipple. There was a hole in it. I watched helplessly ashe pulled my falsie breast away, exposing my sissy nipple. He attacheda wire.He place the nipple cover over my A cup breast. He felt. My memory was serving just as well as his, despite the alcohol I’d imbibed, and he wasn’t wrong.“Would you like out from under there any time soon?” That voice was so smug I could hear the goddamned smirk, and only my desire to get out from under the tree without a bald patch kept me from slapping it off his arrogant face.Well, that and the fact that I still wasn’t sure I could open my eyes. Aim, and all that.“Yes, please.” I wasn’t above begging when it involved serious risk to life and .... " Thank you," Cassie replied, "did you ever go to bed, you know, after any of those parties or anything, you know, thinking about me or anything like that?" Oh, fuck yes," I replied. "Every time we went out, I'd go to bed thinking about you, and I'd beat off every time." Really, you beat off thinking about me?" Oh yes, every time. I've always been fascinated with you, but I thought you were just being nice to me because I'm such an introvert; and you know what? I was always proud to be with. I just didn’t want to share the pool with a bunch of brats.I unlocked the door, and a wave of homesickness washed over me. As I threw my towel over the back of the threadbare sofa, an idea came to me. I grabbed my purse and car keys and drove over to my old neighborhood. As I cruised down the street, I saw that one of our ex-neighbors was just finishing washing her car. I knew her son rather intimately and they had always been nice to us as a family.I pulled up outside of their house, and got.