"You did, but... You have got to stop carrying all this guilt around. You made a mistake—sure. Everyone makes mistakes. But you don't just sit there...groaning—you learn from it. And this one's no exception."Meredith sighed. "You're right. You're right, of course." The only problem with Stasya was that she tended to be so blunt. It was hard to concede to her arguments sometimes. Christa was better at it—she could lead you to her conclusions step by step, instead of just bludgeoning you with the. ”“I ... um ... don’t know what to say,” Leon says, setting his fork down. “I really shouldn’t have done that.”“Oh, come on, Daddy,” she admonishes. “I know you have been thinking about me for some time now, just like you do Jessica Jackson.”“I don’t either,” he argues, knowing that only part of that is a lie.“It’s alright to admit it,” she pushes.‘There is nothing to admit,” he fires back. Leon doesn’t know why he is arguing over something so trivial, something that would just be so easy to. I would also like to bathe and should clean my bowels out for later."I thought for a moment and said, "That sounds reasonable. You have the equipment at your place?" She nodded. "Good. We will all go there now. It won't be private and you will have help."They looked shocked but rose with me and we followed Julie to her house. Once there, she took us to the master bathroom and said, "How should we start, Sir?" Let's all get showered first. Then you get the enema with help from Joyce and Frank.. Moist andslippery. I see the girls must have lubricated it first." I was notalmost out of control and pressing myself against him. "Not now," hesaid. "I'll tell you when." And to make the point he pulled me down overhis knee and gave my ivory curvy bottom a few hard slaps. "Remember whoyour master is."The girls emerged from their bedroom. Sarah was in a harem outfitsomething like mine but in pink and silver. Olivia was dressed as aTurkish janissary soldier, in Oriental uniform, a curved.