I looked around nervously, only now closing the door to my stall and locking it. For a moment, I caught my breath, then turned back to the peep hole a...d continued. I couldn't see much above or below the crotch, but from what I saw, the girl had a pretty broad build. Not chubby or fat, but she would never be slender and thin either. Her butt was nice and round, her belly was a little poochy and what little I could see of her breasts looked like they were rather on the large side. She ran her. And so started a very odd family tradition. Every year, on his daughter's birthday, Jim examined her pussy and counted her pussy hairs. He also measured them. It required a lot of touching.For her 12th birthday Jim came up with a bonus. He bought some scented edible massage oil and printed out a fake lable for it on his computer that said it was especially for the promotion and growth of pubic hair. "COUNT HAIRS" had been written on the callendar ever since she'd discovered her first hair, and. Don't know what she put in that enema but I quickly felt relaxed and really horny. After expelling the fluid with only a small amount of feces. she disinfected the head of my soon very erect penis and inserted a size 20 foley catheer until it pushed through the urethra past my bladder's sphincter and let loose a gush of urine into the urine bottle I had been using. That felt strangely rather nice. I was so horny and d**gged up( at least it seemed so) at this point that she could do anything to. Later that evening I said, I know that you deliberatly left the door open Mum and I know why you keep sneaking in my room to catch me relieving myself.Again she looked puzzled and was just about to say that that wasn't the case though embarassment slowed her answering, and I jumped in and said its alright, I won't tell anyone, I love you Mum, and I understand that as a healthy woman you have your needs.She looked astonished at me talking like that to her, and I really thought that she'd fly off.