But who do I know that would modify this sex ottoman without it getting back to Jason?
They would need to be handy. Someone who was willing to not all stupid questions. And was willing to be discreet.
I snapped my fingers and thought of the one person who came to mind...Moe.
Only problem with Moe was he was a deplorable man.....and fucking creepy.
But he was reliable. And handy. Plus for the right amount he wouldn't ask stupid questions.
There had to be another person...Jesse.
Why didn't I think of her. She's the one who suggested this heat exhaustion inducing contraption.
Ok it's too fucking hot in this bitch. I can't think straight.
I opened my confines releasing myself to the open air and was rewarded with hard nipples as the temperature went from fucking hot to the warm air in my bedroom. But it was cold enough to make my sensitive nipples get harder than fucking diamonds.
I stepped out of the faux ottoman and put my clothes back on looking at the open sex furniture.
Maybe I'm coming at this wrong way.
I opened the latch the opened my ass out to the open and restripped to nothing and got back in.
Once I closed myself in being careful to not let my ass latch close I immediately felt a difference.
The opening was enough to where I felt warm but there was enough air circulating to where I wasn't getting AS hot as I was earlier.
Maybe I don't need to modify this.
No.
No I need circulation for when it's closed.
I can't have my ass hanging in the open.
Not for the surprise I was planning.
Yep this modification.
I sighed and felt defeated as I got back out that I couldn't employ this lovely now but this overheating issue had to be addressed.
Which fucking sucked.
I pulled out my phone and pulled up Jesse's contact information.
I hit CALL on my phone and hoped she might have an idea on this refusing to call Moe.
Looks like I'll have to put surprise on hold until I get this little problem fixed.
I secretly whispered to my wet pussy Soon girl....soon. And lightly hoped that I can have this ready before my son's birthday in a couple of weeks.
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Gabe
I sat in Dr. Braxter's office with Kelly kind of confused as to why I'm here.
The other day I had emailed Dr. Braxter my project hoping it was enough to where I would receive a good grade making sure I hit all the highlights that she asked for. I also helped Kelly write out her project as well for two different reasons.
One she wasn't much of a word smith compared to me. And two to make sure she didn't mention that her and I were fucking in her outline.
It was a risky game we were playing but we had to hide all of activities from the world as much as possible though the act was a major taboo though a couple of years ago congress passed the Direct Family Act where it outlined that neither state nor government could rule marriage between family member's.
But like I said the act was still frowned up though a lot of forward thinkers had thought of their demographic in mind.
Though it still surprised me exactly how many people came into the light showing off their love for each other.
Even though people came forward there was those who were shunned or even worse. Like the mother son duo who came forward as being lovers and the mother's own father disowned his own daughter and wrote both her and his grandson out of his will. And that was the lighter story headlines. I'm sure people were hurt much worse than that.
And no offense I don't want to be disowned or hurt. I kind of like the family I currently have. Though it's more of my step dad I'm afraid to find out.
Kel and I sat for a few minutes before Dr. Braxter came into her office.
She walked in and like all the classes so for she was wearing a lab coat over a skin tight dress and wearing her high heels that was almost hooker-ish.
She walked over to her desk and sat down, "Sorry it took me so long. I had to converse with some student's before I could come in here."
She took one look at Kel and instantly gave a horrified look for half a moment.
Kel's eye was completely black and blue. Her cheek below her black eye was still puffed up. Her nose was hiding behind a nose straightening mask that the doctor from the ER had her wear.
Her lip had obvious stitches and was still fat. Underneath her clothing was a bandage wrap that I helped wrap as tightly as possible. And even through her shirt one could see obvious bruised on her tits and stomach.
I looked from Kel to Dr. Braxter tried to help unthink that I beat my sister, "Yeah she's still healing from the volleyball match against those giants."
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