"I'm not sure I understand why you don't just scoop them up straight away," I said."It would be easier," said Harry, "but I'm pursuing a cock-up preve...tion programme on this one. Given that they've been told to tell no one where they've gone we're just going to sit on the house for a few days to make sure that they really have been good girls and that there aren't any tabloid journalists sniffing around for a story."Basher was getting impatient. We managed to pacify him by letting him have. ..so sorry," I whimper."Stacey?" she whispers, staring at me. She sees me on the brink of tearsand moves over, putting her hands on my slender shoulders. "It's okay, justbreathe."I'm fighting hard to keep from sniffling, but I obey her commands and forceair into my constricted lungs."So...so sorry, I never meant to -" It's okay," she says, putting her finger to my lips. Then suddenly,someone enters the showers from behind me. A shiver goes through my spine.My cock is now too upright to tuck. Currently though I'm working on the world's waste dumps. I've have identified many billions of tons of crud and toxic sludge that's well deserving of my patented one-way ticket into oblivion. On a global scale, I'm just starting to make the tiniest of dents in it. But in a few local areas where my dents are, the world is a much cleaner place.And now, back to practice! I was in the kitchen, sitting at our small butcher-block table and well out of sight of any windows. I placed my hand above the. I knew she wasn’t currently wearing a bra, but had she forgone her panties too? No. I did not need to think about that.I moved around the bed. This had to be Dad’s side. Mom would have taken the closet and his dresser was here. Instead of going straight for the dresser, while I had the chance, I looked under the bed.There were a few shoeboxes under the bed. All of them held shoes, but nothing else. I checked. They were all two sizes too small. There wasn’t a lock box or anything else innocuous.