"What are you wearing home?" I asked.

"Whatever he brings me to wear. Remember, I gave him my dress and everything before he drove away."

"I'm not likely to forget that scene. I wonder what he'll bring you?"

"Can I have a t-shirt? Just in case he doesn't bring anything."

"Sure. You know where they are. Pick anyone you want."

She came downstairs with a folded t-shirt. She put it on a shelf in the garage, just in case. Then she served my dinner and I ate. She sucked me as she had the ...