Cathy then explained that she would pick-up the fancy dress during the week and meet me back here to get ready if I cooked us both a meal before we le...t for the party around eight. With the plans set, we said good-bye and Cathy left until next Saturday, when we go to the party as a couple.I looked forward to Saturday but the fancy dress party didn't play too much on my mind as I'd things to do during the week as I settled into my early retirement. I guessed an eighties school uniform for a boy. I'd wake, my breasts over-full and painful, the skin tight and hot. You'd suckle me, drawing out the sweet milk and providing sweet relief. By the time you finished your cock would be hard and leaking. Then it was my turn to suck and lick until you filled my mouth with your hot cream. Afterwards, I'd shower and use an anal douche before inserting my plug. You insisted that I wear the plug most of the day, and use a douche or enema regularly. As promised your cock was in my ass as often as it. You have any idea how humiliating that is? She’s, she’s gonna be fine. Two years and they let her go. I couldn’t ... I just couldn’t ... It was like she was rubbing my nose in it.”“You stupid, stupid fuck. You know who she was with? Arnie Coleman. You know how many times? Once. That name should ring a bell. He works for Northtown Billy, the fucking bookie you were into. It took me less than a day to find out that she was with that piece of crap to buy you time. They were coming to kill you,. One showed us. … Well, she was doing it, I just saw her doing it.’ ‘To the other one? … Of course.’ ‘And the other, from Jean, my thumb.’ Jean looked amused. She couldn’t have seen that, but understood. Pat snorted again, and then glanced over at her with another snort and smiled and said: ‘Thanks, … – Hm-hmm! – I’ll remember.’ ‘What?’ Mary asked. Pat and I sat up, and then Rick and Trish did, also looking a little curious after Mary’s question. But then she seemed find the answer by herself.