Her face had taken a pinkish tint to it from her blood pressure and her breathing had become even shallower and more rapid. She reached over to the ta...le and grabbed a squeeze-type douche kit. She held the liquid filled bulb upright while she unscrewed the nozzle. When the nozzle was free, she put it to Barbara's lips and then into her mouth, playing out the same scenario as she had with the enema nozzle. "Of course you know that this is a douche kit, Barbara. I'm now going to clean out your. It was about an hour later when there came a knock on my door, a definite female kind of demand for attention, firm yet light of the weight that a male knuckle places upon a door. I lay my Sunday paper on the table beside my cereal and coffee, and stepped through the living room towards the front door, pausing to check on the vidcam that it was indeed a woman at the door. She was in her late twenties, maybe early thirties, slim in the most part, though just beginning to show a middle aged belly. You know the thoughts I mean, what I wish I was doing, what I want to show her, what I want to make her feel. She should know, but I can't being myself to wake her, to disrupt this vision in front of me. Wait, my phone, why not tell her what I am thinking? She can read it tomorrow. Opening my phone I start to type some messages.I watch you as you sleep, wantingto hold you. Wanting to touch you and make you feel what I feel as I watch you sleep.I decide not to send a long message, just short. All constructive criticism is appreciated and will be responded to unless it is rude and obnoxious. Thank you for your assistance markf52 as editor, this chapter is a little tamer than the ones before and after. I hope you enjoy this continuing story as much as I am in writing it.We picked up a tail – Aimee BaileyJustin said, “Mistress, you need to do some shopping.” We all got out of the car as Justin continued. “They may have followed us down here, but you were driving and probably wouldn’t.