Finally, remembering, I rasped "Uhh, is there anyone else on your pod?"She just smiled at me and I smiled stupidly back, until I remembered to tongue ...he switch for the suit's external speaker. With face as red as the iron ore on Weeblock, I repeated the question.This time she answered softly, "No, I am-was the only being aboard that vessel."A million questions filled my skull, but I figured she'd been through a lot, and didn't want to stress her with a lot of 'what's and 'why's right now.She. Stacey's house looked about the same as I remembered it, a little run down but well kept. The thing that stood out though, especially on hot days such as this, was that it had no central air so fans and window units were positioned around the house to try and keep it cool. Stacey offered me some lemonade and I got started setting up the computer in her bedroom. Stacey sat with me for a little bit but then told me she had a few chores to do so she left the room with me, the computer and her. After some hours, her anus would pucker and unwillingly expel her embarrassed shit into the pan. If she would not perform, I would administer a powerful enema to flush her out. For this, I would tie her to her bed frame and while my wife held her legs apart, insert 12? or so of plastic pipe up her bottom. The enema bag would be loaded with 5 litres of water and soap and we would let the bag empty over 10 minutes or so. I would then insert a butt plug and carry her over to the toilet. Restrained. Phil acted cool and said that he saw no point in meeting again. He was still considering legal action, that there was no way he would allow his company to be bought by theirs, and that there was simply no reason to reopen talks given their stance at the last meeting unless something had clearly changed and they were again open to the original deal.The president sounded a little more contrite this time and said that they were now facing a hostile takeover from a Far East company that they knew.