The call came at 3PM. It was announced by the classic ‘Signs’.“Betty,” I said into the phone. “I’m in middle of ordering a wireless keyboa...d for the new super computer Lillian wants for Christmas. So what can I do for you?”“My camera operator and I are going to be in the park at two tomorrow. Get your ass down there. I should have remembered how you jerked me around last time,” she explained.“Betty try to remember you want something for nothing. You want me to interrupt my day to sit down and. Before she could wear them she had to remove the ones she wore to work. Both seemed like a menace when she first bought them, but by now they were borderline comfortable. She knew she would have to get bigger ones soon. With a plop she took out the plug and put it in her mouth to clean off the butt juice and remnants of the habanero sauce she coated it with every two hours. It felt strange to no longer have her ass plugged and she hurried to cover her home plug with a capsaicin cr?me she got. ..unheard of actions before our exploration episode. I had over the years explored Mom's underwear in her dresser and found nothing that was sexy or even cut briefly. Everything was cotton or inexpensive blends and all white. Also, I had studied the undergarment sections of the Sears & Roebuck catalogues of the day because any stray Playboy magazines were scarce among my friend's Dads. But one lucky thing was our neighbors across the road. The lady of the house was a college professor. Two of the stalls had the door closed and the rest were vacant. There was a girl sitting on a stool near the door who looked at me as I entered."First time here?" she asked. She must have noticed how nervous I was."Uhhh... yeah," I said. "How could you tell?" I work here most nights. Never seen you before." Oh. You work here. So... ummm... are you...?" Take to the fourth stall and someone should be by soon. Just remember, the girls don't officially work here, so don't come complaining to us if.