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Chapter 18 by sliderx sliderx

Does she tell them?

Sort of.

Bounding down the stairs Tiffany hugged her Mom hello and helped her unload the groceries from her car. She also helped her Mom prepare dinner, whistling a pop song the whole time.

"My, my aren't you in a chipper mood?" Her Mother remarked.

"Just had a good day." Tiffany replied. "A productive day."

"Oh! Does that mean you found a j-o-b?" Her Mother questioned.

"Maybe." Tiffany teased.

"Well...come on, let's hear about it!"

"Not now, I'll tell you about it when Dad gets home." Tiffany answered. "It's nothing world breaking by the way, just a retail job. I don't want you getting your hopes up for something amazing."

"It doesn't need to be amazing." Her Mom reassured her, "As long as it gets you experience, a pay check, and something to do, then it will be better than sitting in the basement all day."

"I suppose I can't argue with that." Tiffany conceded, while dicing up some carrots for the dinner.

For the next 15 minutes Tiffany listened to her Mother recap her workday, which sounded rather mundane, before they wrapped up the dinner prep. This prompted her mom to go change into more comfortable clothes, pour herself a glass of red wine, and settle down in front of the TV. Tiffany took this time to go upstairs and check out 4chan, her favorite tumblr blogs, and reddit's sissy communities. She had seen most of the content already, but saved the new things, re-watched some of her old favorites, and practiced her oral skills on her dildo.

All too soon, Tiffany heard the garage door going up, and knew that her Father was home. She cleaned all the drool from her face and hands, changed her shirt (which had started going see-through around the neck from all the spit), changed her thong (as her clit had leaked a good amount during her practice - she made sure to lap up all of the delicious nectar), careful hid her dildo, and cleared all of her open tabs. Once she was confident that all traces of her activity were hidden, she went back downstairs and greeted her Dad. After her Father had poured himself a beer, they all settled in front of the TV to watch Jeopardy (like always her Mother cleaned up, although Tiffany managed to hold her own), before her Dad flipped over to some terrible sitcom, that her parents both really enjoyed. She had zero interest in the show and got up from the couch to return to her room.

"Hold on," Her Mom said, forcing Tiffany to turn around, "you haven't told us about the job you got today."

"You got a job today." Her Father asked, doing a double-take at his wife to make sure he had heard her right.

"Yes, I did." Tiffany proudly proclaimed. "But don't get too excited. It's just a simple retail job."

"Still, that's a step in the right direction." Her Father said, giving her a little backhand tap on the stomach, which threatened to knock the wind out of her.

"Where is it? and what kind of store?" Her Mom inquired.

"Well the shop has a little bit of everything movies, toys, clothes, even some recreational things." Tiffany said, omitting the fact that all of those things were for adults only. "As to the location...well it's in Sordibur."

"Sordibur? How the hell did you end up over there?" Her Dad asked.

"Well I was looking at some job postings yesterday on Craigslist and this one seemed right up my alley." Yet again omitting that she had picked up several adult toys from the shop on Sunday. "It pays decently, the owner is giving me a lot of hours, and, if I do a good job, he said he would cut me in on a share of the profits."

"Doesn't sound half bad." Her Mom answered, before her Dad could retort. "As long as you feel comfortable with the work and the area. Just please be safe when you're over there."

"Of course, Mom; and I really do feel very comfortable with the job." Tiffany reassured. Glancing quickly at the TV she saw her way out before they asked anymore questions. "You're missing your show, we can talk more tomorrow."

Before they could respond, she left the room and dashed upstairs. She sank back into her sissy blog, community routine. This time instead of using the dildo, she slipped her vibrating plug into her ass, turned onto it's lowest setting and settled into ride the waves of pleasure.

How does work go the next day?

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