The doorbell rang. Kato looked at the still mostly flat sex doll, he flicked the limp penis, and left the pump running as he went to answer the door.
Chad continued to inflate, and inflate.
Kato opened the door. There stood Bob, he had borrowed his mother's car and driven over.
"Hey, is Blake home? Our gym bags got mixed up. See I got his bag, so can I have mine?"
Kato stared at the scruffy jock on his doorstep, cleared his throat, and answered.
"That is Master Blake's gym bag? How did you get it?"
Bob was caught off guard. The guy thought he stole another guy's gym clothes?
"Uh, no I didn't mean to take Blake's bag. My bag is identical. We rode the bus together, and he grabbed the wrong bag when he got off, I only found out when I got home, and opened my bag. See!" He pulled out Blake's jockstrap with the name embroidered on it.
"That appears to be Master Blake's jockstrap, but I assure you that Master Blake wouldn't have taken your clothing."
"I'm not saying he meant to take my clothing, but our bags got switched. The bus stopped suddenly, and the bags fell on the floor and slid. I got his bag, and he got mine. So can I have mine?"
"I am sorry, but Master Blake is not in the house at present. If you leave your name and number, I can have him call you when he is in the house."
"Oh, I thought he would be home by now. You know for dinner?"
"Master Blake's parents are out of town. So I make dinner when he requests it."
"Oh. Do you know where he is?"
Kato just stared at Bob conveying with his glance that he considered the question impertinent.
"Just have him call Bob at-"
Kato produced a pad of paper and a pen, and handed it to Bob.
Bob wrote a note saying that he had Blake's gym bag, and if Blake would call him to exchange bags. Then he wrote his name and number.
Kato took the note, and offered to take Blake's bag. Bob reluctantly handed it over.
"You will be sure to have him call me?"
"Yes, uh, Bob," he said glancing at the note, "though it may be tomorrow, as it is getting late," Kato said.
Bob sighed. He was sure Blake would be home, but he might have stopped by Kyle's or someone else's house between here and the bus stop. If his folks were out of town, he probably did. Bob sure wouldn't want to spend a lot of time with Blake's creepy butler.
Kato closed the door. He would tell Master Blake later. First, he had to get the inflatable doll. He headed back upstairs.
Chad had grown into a huge yellow ball over 5 feet in diameter with hands, feet and head sticking out.
Kato gasped, and rushed to disconnect the pump.