I was born back in 1953 to a German immigrants. I was an only child andas both of my parents worked to provide a better life for me I had a lotof time...on my hands alone. It was the around the age of 7 or 8 I snuckinto my parents bedroom and found myself drawn to my mothers dresser. Ipicked up a pair of her panties and was instantly drawn to the soft, coolfeel of her nylon tricot panties. I think most of you know how it goesfrom there. In retrospect her underwear and for that matter her. .But of course, the Earth doesn't open up. Instead, I feel anotherpowerful stirring, this one within my chastity device, and I'm remindedwhat put me on the path that lead me here. At the moment, I'm wearingthis ridiculous outfit, pathetically forcing a pose that took months ofpractice, tongue out, smiling prissily on my knees before the man Iwould be intimately catering to later in the evening to physicallyprepare him to make rough love to my former girlfriend, to which I wasnow an unpaid maid. Saying good -bye to my son, then it is Becky's turn. She gives me a hug, pressing her firm titties against me. I feel a hand to in my pocket and she whispers this is a going away present from Monie. Then I feel her other hand in my other pocket and she says this is from her. Getting in my truck I wave good-bye and leave. A few miles later I reach into one pocket and find the g string Monie wore the day before. I smell them remembering our fun times. themReaching in the other pocket I. Gotta find it though. That fucker is worth a hell of a lot of money. And speaking of money, there's bound to be a safe around here somewhere. If I can quickly get it open, there should be a good chunk of money in it. Might be in their suite, if it's not in Matthews' office. Oh, well, find that healer first.Hurriedly, he opened the basement door and started down. Guterrez should have the phones off by now. He can help me search. Now where's that fucking lab?Shortly, he was at the bottom of the.