Back to the GARAGE.

The garage has all since Becky's condom party been sealed. Well not to make it out to be a sex den but then again........
To all those who donate to worthy causes I would like to thank you, as one who was on the receiving end I was always amazed at how generous people could be...tickets to sporting events..circus...car shows...cne...concerts...heck even eat more chocolate bars. Well a new shipment of donated clothes arrived. I kinda was surprised that we would accept clothes as the government set an allowance for each kid...If in that allowance they stipulated that a portion was to be set aside to clothes.....what happened to the money saved from donated clothing....I would assume that Ed cut the government a cheque and rebated it back to the people of Ontario...yay right..lol...ok.........So Kathy came in on her day off.....as she repeated so many times as if queuing the rewards man to hand her prize. Here is how this was all to go down...We were to go over to the garage and try on some blue jeans in the garage that were donated...the order was to be done by rooms and they were starting at the top. So the guys in the attic went over....they arrived back all excited with their new pants, and I started to get up and one of the attic guys said that Kathy wanted the room at the other end of the house to go next...hmm, you would think that they would go left to right..instead of right to left.....so I sat back down ...guess I was to be last at this blue jean give-away--hope there was lots of blue jeans. One after another the guys went over and picked up their jeans...now it was my turn........I had no roommate at the time so I went over alone....In the garage Kathy sat around a whole bunch of boxes with blue jeans spilling over the tops..and pairs of jeans spread out over the couches and chairs...As I entered the garage Kathy again sung here tune....how she was working on her day off and was tired so she wanted to get this over with a.s.a.p. She went over to a folder that had my name on it...she thumbed through it and came to a wardrobe sheet.......on it was a minimum and maximum requirement for my whole clothing wardrobe. I was to enter in my measurements as Kathy measured me and called out the numbers. She started at the top measuring my head for hat size, and my arms etc....I asked if I was to get jeans today then why am I getting totally sized...she again sung the Kathy tune how she was working on her day off and how she was doing it all for us ungrateful kids as she spit out another measurement shouting to write it down...ok now the inseam.........she instructs me to stand up straight and look forward...she puts the tape measure between my legs ......and I backed away in shock......I said "HEY"...She now sung the Kathy tune again and this time she shouted to stand straight up......again she took the measurement. Strange how she took the left leg and the right leg inside measurement...seeing that the size sheet I was recording the measurements on didn't call for both(this was explained later to me that it was ok.. she was FEELING for what side I hung on.......WHAT THE...) OK this inside measurement seem to drag on longer then the other measurements, and she keep on sticking her hand with the tape measure knudging up against my crotch...I look down and she is on the floor kneeling at my feet, her face level and inches from my crotch...yup you guessed it...what the hell man talk about wishing the big guy to go back to sleep....damn how many times does she have to keep nudging..and snuggling up to my crotch..she said that I have to spread my legs so she can get a proper measurement..damn what the hell was she doing all this time if she wasn't measuring in the proper place...more nudging well she didn't have to repeat that I should stand up straight....I WAS..finally she got the measurements and I recorded them...she then zips over to a box and says to try these on....and again she says do it quickly as she sung the Kathy tune again...I said is the washroom unlocked...she said do it here now...what the ....here I have this hard on due to her snuggling up to my crotch and now she wants me to disrobe in front of her......She said either I try on the pants now, or she will come over and do it for me....I slip off my pants, taking a peak ..I see Kathy looking for more pants in a box..so I start to relax a bit...wishing the big guy would settle down...I was trying to put the pants on as quickly as I could but they were stiff, I had one leg in ..and was trying to put the other in when I felt the weight of her stare...shit she was looking at me..she looked up and our eyes met...I in shock and hers kinda glazed over...suddenly she sang the Kathy tune again........and told me to hurry as I was the last one and she wanted to go home.................................me too.