(Actually, she waddled. It was almost funny. She obviously was still feeling the effects of her butt fucking.) While I was laying out her clothes (tho...g panties, jeans skirt, and blouse (no bra), plus her loafers) I heard a shriek from the bathroom. I didn't worry about it. That would be her pulling her tights off to discover that the blood had dried and caked to her ass hole. It'd be like pulling a Band-Aid off after letting a scab dry into it. (I had thought about that last night, but I. Maybe that is how she dresses up at home, I thought, but it was already heaven for me. I felt like I am seeing a goddess.Nothing much happened after that. Her mother came back, we had a little chat, and I left. Another week passed by like that. I visited my cousin’s home sometimes, and she came to meet my sister. I also had fun with the Tinder girl at night while sharing everything with her.It was Sunday, and I had gone to my cousin’s place. But unfortunately, only her mother was there. It was. “Hi, I’m Courtney” she said, holding out her hand. Toby took it gladly. “If you would like to follow me, I’ll take you through” And she turned and Toby couldn’t help but stare at her arse being gripped by the grey fabric, especially as Courtney was bending over slightly to push a code into a key pad. The door opened and Toby chivalrously grabbed it to allow Courtney through, he wanted to keep following that arse. He stepped into the office and his perceptions of the whole company changed, there. Finally, he would be able to plug in his computer and have the front porch light turn itself on when he got home late at night. Those were reasons enough to have Mr. Jensen help him.Returning to the house, he told Mrs. South that he had asked a man to help him do some work around the house. He gave her the time Mr. Jensen would arrive. He said that he would be returning from the university in time to meet him.The next morning, John sat in his office watching the clock. A few minutes before.