My future Grandma took her in her arms and hugged her. ‘Caroline, no news is good news. You have to understand that. Just pray for his safe return.�...� Mom returned to work the following Monday. When she looked up, a serviceman was sitting at the counter. It was Dad, he had returned home. Mom ran to him and was crying. They hugged and kissed right there in the store. Dad turned around and there was a display of chocolate covered cherries right behind him. He grabbed a box, got down on one knee and. He wiped my body with the softest towel I have ever felt in my life. My breasts, my hair, my body, and finally between my legs where he lingered longer than necessary. I kept my legs apart and he knew I was probably getting wetter rather than getting dried off. He led me to the bed and positioned me in the middle. Then he spread my arms and legs to the four corners and secured them gently with soft ties. A blindfold was put over my eyes. He knew I loved it when I had to anticipate what was. Why can’t I have my fun here too?”“You like him, don’t you.”“Like whom?” she tried not to smile.“You know perfectly well who, Mr. Hayward and I’d say it’s more like you’re in love with him.”“Whatever gave you that impression?” she asked, attempting to hide her smirk.“Because of the way you’re acting now and the way you are around him.”“He’s happily married. We’re just good friends,”“Haa, good friends, my ass! Mom, I know you and Mr. Hayward are fucking and I’m cool with it. At least he treats. Pat then took the enema bag and went over once again to the bed where Emily was in position for her enema. Pat took the pre lubricated nozzle and put it to Emily’s anus which looked a yellow rose bud after a rainstorm from the lube “OK, Emily…now it’s time for your enema, breath in” and as Emily breathed in Pat inserted the nozzle firmly but carefully in-between her ample ass cheeks and in her anus. Pat held the bag of warm, soapy water and allowed the water to flow. Emily took the enema like a.