Mostly, I'd rather just take her to bed and make love to her but I wouldn't want to disappoint her and not use all the equipment. After all, she's gon... to a lot of trouble to get it for me.I hope she hurries back with the enema stuff. I'm feeling like I want to go up her backside again soon.Emily's DiaryTuesday, 6 February 1973Another day in hell. Which was appropriate considering that it followed a night in hell. I never would have guessed how hard it would be to sleep with my hands clipped to. You had to either have a map or know where to look.I recovered the valuables and went inside to use the computer. It was slow on the old dialup service, but that's why it only cost ten dollars a month. I had it just in case I needed to get online from some place with no other service. When I had lived it County Seat, I had cable internet service but I canceled that when I left.As I expected Martin called me, before bedtime. "I am sorry that fucking guy is a clown. He thinks operatives are. He quickly begins to lick her pussy and then I come, knowing that he is licking where my husband came a few hours earlier. I come again as I hear Chelsea succumb to his expert tongue. She seems well pleased. He lays beside her and they seem happy together. "I'm not always that quick," he says. It's true. His rehabber said that he had good control by the time he was ready to rejoin the world. "It's okay. It's good to feel so overwhelmingly desirable. I don't have to come every time, but I'm glad. As I did , I blushed as I sat with only my bra and panty in front of Jeet. The dirty game was taking its shape .The play continued . Next round I won and Jeet has to give me his trousers.Now he was in his boxer only .I looked at him .His bare body was fascinating to me .His boxer was having a big bulge .I understood , it was his dick, growing impatiently hard and stimulated with desire.I could mark a slight wetness on his boxer.Probably his dick had started oozing seeing my half naked body.I.