“Don’t try to lie,” she warned, “I peeked in the box and there was nothing in there. “You lied to me.”“I did not,” I protested, “it ...ust have gotten away, probably in your room to bite you in the night.”“You two stop arguing,” Mom said as she walked down the hall, “Wendy if you are going to go to Peggy’s slumber party you had better pack a few things don’t you think?”This was the first I had heard of this but it didn’t concern me so I was just happy she’d be gone. Perhaps I could get a chance. My twentieth birthday -it is always birthdays I remember best -I woke to find Father already gone from our bed. I padded into my bathroom and took care of my morning ablutions. Grabbing my robe from where it hung on the bathroom door, I wrapped it around me, and followed the aroma of frying bacon into the kitchen. I arrived just in time to sit down at the table and have father place the plate with bacon and eggs in front of me. I ate everything on the plate with great relish. I spread so much. Just before 40 he found a motel and diner and decided to stop for the night. He checked in and took Sara across the parking lot to the diner. After dinner he took her back to the room."You want the first shower?" he asked."Yeah, I feel groady, ' she said and disappeared into the bath.Tom lay back and turned on the TV. He found a nice movie about a young girl and an older man in the adult titles. It was soft core and half way romantic. He was hard watching it and fantasizing about Sara.She came. And so it was that to date I had my best ever ‘catch’. The room was your standard motel layout with the bathroom corridor side, meaning there was a passage into the bed area.So late the next morning I was propped up in bed, using a lubed up wank aid while flicking though a hard core mag. I certainly heard the nock and heard the rumble of a cart as the cleaner entered. As I thrust in and out of the wank aid the cleaner caught sight of me and jumped back mumbling she was sorry and made a hasty.