He was home. My Withers was home again and now it was up to me to give him a welcome home that he could never forget … * * * * * The sounds of With...rs hard at work filled the yard with energy. Cassia could feel it as she strode across the grassy expanse, her heart skipping a beat with each stab of adrenalin that shot through it. Worry and fear warred within her but she kept them at bay, saying a silent prayer as she stepped into the workshop. The heat hit her in a sweltering, invisible cloud. As I try to reach over to feel his cock, he just shakes his head with a grin. “That’s twelve, you’re really testing me today Miss.” “Why are you counting my attempts?” “I am not counting your attempts, I am counting the number of strikes you will receive.” “Strikes?” “On your firm ass my sweet, and you will count them out to me as you receive them.” We pull into the parking lot, when he opens my door and holds out his hand, I decide to press my luck. I take his hand and as I’m almost standing. And I've got some swampland in Florida that I could sell you to finance it." He paused a moment. "Look, if you want to help me, tell me where the Rite Aid is. There's something there that I... I need to get." They can't sell you anything that I don't have." He reached under the counter and took out a small cardboard box. "This purple pill, for instance." Purple... I don't understand."The old man opened the box. Inside was a single pill the size of a large chocolate covered almond. It was a deep. That will come in handy later. Then I decided to grab a few more clothes pins and place them along her labia's. This excited more moans from her.“Ohhmmmm. Please no more”, as she bites her lip,I take two of the six that are attached to her labia's and give them a tug, and she moans again. I noticed that she is getting wetter by the moment. She seems to like a little pain with her pleasure. I made a mental note and gave one last tug and walked out.Walking back to the front room I grabbed my keys.