His cock stiffened when he saw Sharon naked on all fours on top of a big soft white towel. Hanging from the shower rod was a big red enema bag already...filled with something. He didn't ask what was in the bag. He really didn't care."The nozzle is already lubed Baby. Just gently slide it into my bottom hole." Jack looked at his Mom's brown hole as he pointed the black nozzle towards it. She moaned softly as Jack wiggled and rotated the thick plastic nozzle, penetrating her anus. His cock was. With an assembly going on for the 9th graders in the gym, ironically on sex education, we were stuck being ‘supervised’ in the girls’ locker room. By supervised they meant that Mrs. Davis would sit in the office attached to the locker room and watch The Bachelor while we hung out until the bell rang. My pussy starting to itch from not having attention all day so I went into the bathroom area, choosing the last stall in the back. I sat on the toilet, pulled my panties down and lifted up my. As each of you has experienced, I first knew I was different at a very early age, when I realized that I shared a mental connection with my sister. I grew up, married a very lovely young lady, and had wonderful, beautiful twin girls, not unlike some of the special girls in this room. As has happened with you, I found a few others that had the same ability, and even more abilities. Then, when I was thirty-five, I discovered that there was a group of beings that watched over us, not interfering. As she did, Tom left the room. Once again, Nicole was alone.She unsealed the envelope and looked inside. It seemed to contain a single sheet of paper. Hands shaking even worse now, she removed the document with great difficulty, unfolded it, and studied it.Printed on the page, on the left-hand side, were five statements, each numbered. In columns, to the right of the first four statements, were the words "TRUE" and "FALSE." It was a quiz. A "true or false" quiz.She wondered if there was any.