Oh, and I don’t own a mower; he had one.”“Sure,” Rigby said, “tomorrow morning unless it rains again. That OK?”“Yes, fine. I’m glad I ...aw you.”“Me too,” the boy said with a smile.He finished his paper route and took off his shoes. “Guess what, Mom?”“You’re going to straighten your room.”“Ha ha, Mom, no, I got a job, cutting a lawn on Elm. Can I use our lawnmower?”“Sure. You might put some oil on it, maybe sharpen the blades. Hasn’t been done for a while. Your father used to do it every month I. I opened, and there was Ellen. She was wearing a short pink top showing off her nice flat belly, and a mini skirt and heels in which her legs looked even longer than usual. I smiled at her. Hello, honey. She hugged me and kissed my cheek. Its great to see you Lara, she said. I could feel her boobs on mine. I could tell she wasnt wearing a bra underneath that top. But she didnt need to, because her tits, theyre just lovely. They not huge, and she isnt flat either. Id say she has a B or C cup. We. Mistress called this a panty gag and it indeed served the same effective purpose of muting a submissive the same way a traditional ball gag did; however, the thing that made this type of gag most heavenly for Alice was that it carried Mistress Sarafina’s scent and was infused with Her pussy secretions. In fact, it was not uncommon for Mistress to bring Herself to a long drawn-out juicy wet orgasm by masturbating through the fabric of Her panties on the night before She planned to panty gag. What do you have in mind?” I replied. That brought an even bigger smile to his face as he answered “I thought maybe we could get a glimpse of what you got under those cutoffs.” I could tell by the quiver in his voice that he was pretty excited about that idea. I started to feel in control and it turned me on even more. I walked back to the bar rolling my hips and poured another shot. Turning back to him after I drank it, I said “Guess you better win first.” Picking up my stick, I returned to.