With what she got from a small scholarship and other grants she had been making it. However she had just lost her job and her employer was holding her...last check because of some bogus damage that had occurred in the restaurant one evening when she was on duty. Sounded fucked up to me. I was on the road in less than an hour. It took two hours to get to her town, and I knew she was in class at that time of day, so I went to the restaurant myself. I asked for the manager. This bald little twerp. Y. supplies?”“Eh? What is this pa-cell dape, and D.I.Y.?”“Par-cel Tape”. It is a sticky tape, like a wide flattened string, for sealing storage containers. I had better have a look through the supplies. The tape, if it is there, might be in one of the drawers, or in a cardboard box – a container made with a sort of wood. Some of the tools are found in such boxes.”He added, “D.I.Y is short for ‘do it yourself’, which is normal in this world.”“Oh. I’ll leave you to get on with that, my man. I. On my body there was a slutty black lace corset that left little to imagination. Covering my ass and sex was a pair of black boy shorts with silvery trim. What had I gotten myself into? The mini-van bounced around, and I with it. I could hear the chatter of voices but could not identify the words. I could feel my pussy lips dampen slightly. I was surprised to feel aroused in such conditions, completely shut off from the outside world. Before long, the van came to an abrupt start and I could. She said she was almost positive the two of them were getting it on and had possibly been lovers for many years. She even wondered if she was the product of those two.She told me how her mom and uncle had always been close. Uncle Ben spent most evenings with them when she was growing up and had even taken them on vacations. Since she had been out of the house, her mom and uncle had taken a few trips together. She was convinced they were lovers, and she definitely was feeling she was their.