“Ready.” And purple pulled me behind her into shower with her. Purple stuck a knee in my stomach, not hard, but just enough to let me know that sh... wanted me to bend over when she pulled on my shoulders at the same time. I bent.Pink stuck a lubricated finger up my ass as purple held me from standing back up by sticking my head between her legs. My reaction to having a finger shoved up my ass was to almost lift Lady Barney off of her feet.Then I saw the enema bag hanging from the towel bar at. It drew hisgaze. It was dark - black, like no black he had ever seen. It shinedblack like the sun shined light, and it was so black it hurt his eyes tolook at it. The crater walls around him were lit up with heat and fire,bright like someone had lit a thousand magnesium flares. But thisblackness at the center of the crater was nothing like that.This blackness in the center of the crater was somehow the just as harshas staring into the noonday sun - only it hurt his eyes with black.Blackness. Yet at the same time, he felt he was somehow connected to his father just by being there. This time an air of expectancy seemed to make itself known. Mark felt something was about to happen. He shrugged off the feeling and relaxed.A light breeze whispered in the tops of the pine trees. The sunlight filtered lazily through the branches. A perky little red headed Chipping Sparrow looked down from his perch, high in a tree. Mark figured the little bird and his mate had a nest nearby.He closed his. ‘Well, I got some business to attend to and I’ll be back at the office around 3. You can come by and talk about Rawlings then if you’ve a mind to, Mr. Reading,’ Sheriff Smalley suggested and left the saloon. Josiah watched him go and turned back to the bar. ‘I heard you snort when the Sheriff was explaining what happened. Why was that Mr….’ ‘Name’s Jim Couch Mr. Reading, I own the Leona.’ He pulled on the draft handle, drew a beer, and set it on the bar in front of Josiah. ‘Reason I snorted is.