. he made me put something in my ... my bottom. He told me I had to wear it all day. But ... but now it is hurting so bad. I ... I tried to get it out... but it hurts too much! I can barely walk and sitting down and driving over here was like torture.“Oh, God, Mr. ‘C’, what am I going to do?” she wailed.Oh. My. God.Was this incredibly beautiful young woman telling me she had a butt plug in her ass and it was stuck?At that moment I was very glad she was looking down and not at my face. As hard as. .. and had kept him well satisfied. However, she obviously felt rather less satisfied, hence the push.Entering the cafeteria, he almost turned around and left again. There were very few empty places, one of which, next to Sherise with her cronies, was clearly inappropriate. There were, however, seats empty at a table where Abigail Ferguson sat alone, reading, and eating her meal. He took a chance, got himself a meal and approached her table."Er, do you mind if I sit here?"She looked up,. I asked Donna, one of the other waitresses, where she was, and Donna informed me that Jen was signing up for classes. I had forgotten that today was sign up day, so I finished my meal and headed home to get my girls. They were waiting on me in the drive way when I pulled up and we quickly headed toward the school. We pulled into the school parking lot and went inside. The girls seen some of their friends and were off with them. I followed with some distance behind them. I knew I cramped their. I came fast, didn't have much of a load after last night, but that was hardly a surprise.We got out of the shower and dried each other off, then I left to get dressed, and Mom began to brush her teeth. While I was dressing, I tried calling Chris and Matt, neither answered their cell phones. Then I headed down for breakfast.I walked past the bathroom, and Mom was still brushing her teeth and gargling.I had heard about women doing things like that after being raped, either they take showers every.