I was a bit embarrassed though as I noticed it didn't quite fit her the same as I remembered because her boobs had gotten so damn big. That shirt was ...training to hold em in such a way that I had to try my hardest not to stare at them.After we finished our breakfast and went through a short list of things we had to get done, Cory woke up and started crying so she left to go take care of him and I got up and cleared dishes. The image of her shirt pulled tight across her breasts like that kept. It was only 3 pm and she had to wait until she got home, let alone 9 pm. Was he kidding? This was going to kill her. The next two hours of work almost drove her nuts. She had to know what he sent. She could not wait. Traffic on the way home crawled, or maybe it was her skin that was crawling with anticipation. The two of them had a very adventurous sex life, and she knew whatever he had sent would surely be interesting. By 6:30 pm when she finally got home she could not wait. She parked. He grabbed his peinis, aimed at Katie and started to piss on her, She tried to move but the chain round her kneck prevented her from escaping the warm piss. He eventually finished, then put on his cloak and walked away, as he reached the light switch he turned and said, "There be more of that later, when the guests arrive, oh by the way you are the entertainment" For what seemed hours, the poor 14 year old sat n cried untill no more tears came, thinking what did he mean?, Entertainment? What. 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 in Home Economics. Their library had several illustrated textbooks concerning family planning. These books were richly illustrated with great drawings of the female body.