" Somehow I think he knew what was going on, and he's only reacting because he got caught," Dan chuckled."Oh, Father ... If he does what he says, then...we should give him the benefit of the doubt. You're so cynical, Daddy." Maybe a little. You're ready for your test tomorrow, aren't you? I know this was important, but so are your studies. You need to keep your grades up so you can move on from community college." I'm ready. I really like that class, so it's easy for me." I trust you." He then. "Yes, I do. Would you be a dear and help me. I need to get it off this truck and into the house so I can return the truck to the rental place," she said."Sure, I'd be happy to give you a hand. Tell you what, if you'll take the drawers out, I will go get the hand truck from my garage. It will make moving this heavy oak desk a whole lot easier!" I told her."Okay," she said."Be right back then," I said, and then I went to get the heavy-duty hand truck I had bought when I replaced my washing. "Good, I thought. Not good, that was fucking spectacular. Several other master's had been impressed as well. Almost a dozen of them had a slave bent over so they could fuck them, standing up. Several more than previously were getting their cocks or cunts serviced."Slave, here, position 1." I ordered.Marcia was unable to move with her usual alacrity, but she did manage to come to my side and kneel at my feet. She grabbed my leg in an attempt to establish some equilibrium. I rubbed her. "I took his hand and we walked to the door. Tyler opened the door andled me in. The walls were adorned with many family pictures. I'm sureI'll see a young Tyler in them. I kinda wanted to stop and look atthem, but Tyler led me further into the house.Tyler's dad was at the sink washing dishes. He smiled at us, grabbed adish towel to dry his hands and walked over to Tyler with arms open,"Ty! Welcome home!"Tyler and their dad embraced in a hug. Then Tyler's mom came out fromanother room. "Honey!".