There came a knock at Sarah's door and not long after, the door swung open. Jack froze. "Sarah? I'm dropping off your laundry, it just finished up". It was Sarah's mother, barging in without permission, of course. Sarah grumbled. "Mom, you could have at least waited for me to cal you in. I wasn't ready for you!". Sarah's mom warmly laughed and set down the laundry basket. "I'm sorry, sweetie. I'll remember for next time". Jack wasted no time in taking the opportunity to escape from Sarah's sight and quickly hid inside of Sarah's clean clothing while she was talking with her mom.
Sarah sighed. "Well, thanks for bringing me my laundry". Sarah's mom smiled and closed the door again. Sarah began scanning the floor for Jack and grinned. "All right, little bug boy, the fun has really begun. Where are you?". She got off of her bed and crawled around, making sure to look beneath each little crevace. Jack peered out from his hiding place and caught a glance at Sarah's backside. "Right, I could take a risk and book it for the door. But if she turns around, I'm done for. I may as well wait,'" Jack thought. It was a good thing he decided to stay put because the very next moment saw Sarah turn around and look Jack's way.
"You're doing a really good job, Jack. Maybe if I find you, I'll lessen the punishment. How does that sound? Or better yet, if you give yourself up now, you won't have to do as much. That sounds fair, yeah?". Sarah felt that she was just talking to herself though. "No response, huh? All right, game's on. I revoke my offers, if I find you, you're mine". She went back to looking around her bed. Though this was a good opportunity for Jack to escape, he was paranoid that he would get caught. And after hearing the intensity in Sarah's voice, that was the last thing Jack wanted. So instead, Jack continued to wait in Sarah's laundry.
Twenty minutes pass and Sarah yawned loudly. "All right, buddy, you win. I'm going to get ready for bed". At this point, Sarah was too tired to necessarily care greatly about her little toy. She went to the laundry basket to fetch her favorite PJs. Jack kept waiting and finally, something happened. A great deal of laundry suddenly rose from above him, and he looked up. Sarah was groggily peering in for her clothing and Jack jumped for cover within something. And his crappy luck came back once again when he felt that article of clothing beign picked up. "Shit," Jack thought. But he couldn't do anything.
The piece of clothing was lowered to the floor, and Jack tried to jump out, but wasn't successful. He fell backwards and smack into the middle of whatever it was he was in. When he opened his eyes again, Jack saw nothing but black lace approaching. He screamed, but he was firmly pressed into the fabric. Sarah felt a tickle. She pushed her butt together and that tickle soon subsided. Yawning, she fell into bed and pulled up the covers. WIthin ten minutes, she was asleep. Meanwhile, Jack was trapped within her pajams, kept firm against her left cheek, fortunately outside of her underwear.
During the night, what happens?
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