Nearly all her everyday clothing. Down to the basement. Past all the tenant´s storage-rooms and into the laundry-room. The good new was that all four...machines were vacant. The bad news was that the homeless man that the landlord let stay in the basement, in return for doing odd jobs, also was there. He was usually friendly, but far from always very clean. Today he was, however. Probably been to the Church-center down the block. “i can do the laundry for you, for a few coins or sumpthin..” he. .. she was acting like an idiot! Talking too loud, laughing too much... She wasn't natural.She wasn't being herself.And she didn't introduce Carla!Not that those dumb friends had asked for an introduction, but so what? It was Linda's obligation! I mean, no need to say: "This is Carla Ferrara, the woman I sleep with," but... Simply: "This is Carla" would be fine. Just to include Carla in the conversation. Right?People walked by them. Guys stared at them, at Linda and Carla, not at those dumb. ”“We could skip the shower altogether and save more hot water.”“Mikey, I’m scared.”“Of what?”“Of sex and guys and what I want them to do to me. If I let you do me, you know, like Alex and I did you, you won’t hurt me; will you?”“Have I ever deliberately hurt you?“Yeah, the time when I was fourteen and you spanked my butt.”“Yeah, and I apologized but you should have stopped hitting me.”“I know. Mikey, I’m not afraid of your dick because it’s so big. I just don’t want to hurt our relationship. If. "I can see that you're enjoying this. Not much of a punishment after all." Which made me smile and reply "yeah I guess not."I was ready. So fucking ready. How huge is his dick, I wanted to know. To see for myself. But not yet."First thing we do is wash you on the inside. Ever have an enema before?"I didn't even think about that but it made sense to me. We both wanted my ass to be squeaky clean for fucking. "I think they gave me one right before they took out my appendix when I was 10 years old.