Chapter 17: Billy Fires a Warning Shot

Kathy sat forward in her chair as she sipped her orange juice. Her back was a little too tender from Mrs. Potter's riding crop for too much contact this early in the morning.

"Wasn't that a nice surprise last night?" Mommy put a big helping of scrambled eggs on the girl's plate.

"It was great, Mommy," Kathy popped a strawberry into her mouth. "I've never had a real cavity search before." She could still feel Mrs. Potter stretching her to new plateaus of pain and pleasure.

"It'd been a long time since I've seen a real artist at work," Mommy smiled. "Grand Ma used to take --"

"We're home!" Becky and Billy burst through the door and ran into the kitchen.

"Well, well, how was your sleep over, little ones?" Mommy welcomed the pair into her arms.

"Swell!" Becky popped free of Mommy's hug and bent over, "I got a new butt plug, see."

"Oh, that's wonderful!" Mommy spread Becky's cheeks for a better look. "My, that's a big one, sweet--"

"Mommy," Billy whined. "Mrs. Draper's tits have milk in them. It tastes real good and you can squirt it all over the place. Why don't you give milk, Mommy?"

"Well, honey," she patted the boy's head. "Maybe I'll ask the doctor to upgrade my birth control implant to include lactation when I get my checkup next month."

Becky looked puzzled. "What's 'lack-nation, ' Mommy?"

"That's when girls make like cows," Billy sassed. He put his mouth on Mommy's left nipple, but she pulled free before his teeth could snap shut on its tender tip. The boy then turned, yelled "I gotta peeeeee" and ran upstairs.

"Mr. Draper lack-nated in my mouth three times last night, Mommy," Becky chimed. "Then he took a long drive up my--"

"Yeow!" Kathy was laughing so hard that she'd forgotten about the welts and leaned back in her chair. "It's not 'lack-nation' when he cums in your mouth," she cackled between tears.

Just then a bloodcurdling scream pierced the morning hilarity. "Oh, I guess Billy's introduced himself to Christi," Mommy shook her head. "That boy, sometimes I swear."

"While your swearing, Mommy," Kathy teased, "tell me where you and Officer Ray disappeared to last night while Mrs. Potter was flaying your loving daughter and her lesbian girlfriend?"

Mommy smiled a mysterious half-smile. "Oh, he just gave me a private interrogation in the bedroom." She bent down and sweetly kissed Kathy's lips. "We didn't want to spoil your fun."

"That whole cover story about 'tiny criminals' was such a crock," Kathy grinned.

"Yeah, I know," Mommy giggled. "Officer Ray's so funny. He says he's going to strip search me by the side of the road every time he catches me driving from now on."

"So, what are you going to do?"

"Drive more, I guess," Mommy grinned. "And start wearing more than white hose, heels and a tennis skirt so he'll have something to strip."

"My mother the clothes horse."

"Good morning, crampers," Christi breezed into the room. A large glob of fresh semen was slowing sliding down both sides of her slightly upturned nose.

"I see you met my 'dear' brother." Kathy kissed the cum-coated girl and the two gently embraced, each careful not to touch the other's finely slice'n'diced back.

"Oh, is that who that was?" Christi joked. "I was bending over to put on a nylon when he ran me up the flagpole then fired a warning shot across my bow."

She noticed the small rivulet of blood that was staining her shocking pink stockings. "I guess I'd better put in the plug, the ol' poop chute's had enough visitors for a while."

"I gotta new plug," Becky hopped up from her breakfast and bent over in front of the blue-eyed house guest. "See."

"Hey, that's a big one!" Christi enthused. "You must be Becky."

"Uh, huh. I'm studying maso-skism in school"

"Then you're in luck because Mrs. Potter says she's got something special planned for you and your 'dear' brother next time she visits. Won't that be fun?"

"You bet. My teacher says Mrs. Potter's the best in town!"

"Okay, ladies, it's time for school!" Mommy had the car keys out and had slipped a blouse and a jacket on just in case Officer Ray was on duty.

"Mommy!" Kathy exclaimed. "You're not wearing a bra and panties are you?"

"Why, of course not, that would be vulgar," Mommy put on her sunglasses. "Now, everybody finish breakfast and head for the car!"

Kathy brought up the rear. She stopped in the living room and pretended to check her seams, then quickly slipped her hand between the cushions of the couch. The envelope was still there!