I was in a lot bettermood while we walked home."Better day?" Emily asked with a smile on her face. I could tell that shealready knew my answer. I smil...d back before answering. "Much better. Nobody said or did anythingto me today." I bet the tolerance video helped a lot," Ethan said. "Yeah," I agreed. "Even if they didn't say anything specifically aboutwhat I'm going through, it still seemed to have that feel. Either way, itreally helped."We continued walking home and talking about our days. It. SELF ... CHOP! CHOP!!"She finished her little soliloquy by curtly waving hands, palms down, several times rapidly the general direction of the open doorway behind him. Judging from his sudden shift in expression, the burly Tanzuru 'caught enough' of what she had said to be certain he didn't like what he had heard. Scowling, turning on heel, he stalked to the door. He then turned again and stopped, adopting a parade rest stance, regarding her sternly beside his battle staff."Great!" Kiyone. My daughter sat up a little to get a drink from her water bottle and as she pulled it away some of it spilled down her front.I watched as she used her hand to wipe the liquid from her breast, and swore she squeezed it a little. But I’m sure my mind filled that in.Then she wiped it from her tanned stomach and seemed to need to wipe it from between her thighs.“Lucky water,” I thought to myself.When she laid back down she placed one leg over the back of the settee and rested her hand on the crease. Like the bulb enemas." Cindy smoothed her palms against her belly. "The water's flowing in incredibly easily ... probably because I'm so relaxed." She pressed her hand on the right side of her abdomen above her appendectomy scar. "I can feel the warmth reaching to here." So, the enema has already found it's way into your cecum," I remarked. "All it needs to do now is fill it up." From a shelf underneath the platform I retrieved a bottle of hand lotion, opened it and squeezed a big blob into my.