.."He trailed off. I didn't tell him his wife's married name gave me the giggles, too. No use piling on."It's partly your own fault," I told him. "It'... the last name that's the real clincher. I forget what Juniper told me was your wife's maiden name, or her name after her first marriage, but I remember that they sounded more -- serious -- than 'Jones' does." It's true," Franklin said.That seemed to be the end of the topic."Anyway, call Em-Jay tomorrow, before you need to go to the park," he. ‘How could I help you if I were late? What can I do?’ she replied. ‘I know you have more than you can handle and I promise to be inconspicuous so no one will be the wiser…’ Grinning broadly, her father said, ‘As a matter of fact, you can. Go to the brewer and tell him we will need another five casks of mead for the banquet, we have received word from four more households who will be attending. And you know these nobles, any excuse to drink us dry.’ Planting a quick kiss on her father’s bearded. "Please, Miss Penny. Forgive my stupid male mind. I should castrate myself for letting my petty wants fog my mind to where I couldn't see how I hurt you." The surprise on my face was hidden by the fact Penny had shoved her crotch against it from the surge of lust my actions had stirred. As I recovered from my shock, she did like wise from her horny state. "Shit. I think we just found you're weakness in men," I said as I wobbled back to my feet. "I don't know what came over me. I've never felt. It went on and on until the pain became almost unbearable. Suddenly the probe was removed. Debbie was lifted up and placed on some sort of chair with an opening under her. Debbie couldn't hold the water any longer and her sphincter muscle opened fully letting a deluge of water and shit spray out of her asshole and into the container.For a full minute they let her sit with her head down and the remnants of her bowels still dripping out. Again she was lifted up and over the table and a second.