They ask where i live which is about an hour and a half away and suggest i stay the nyt have a shower and get dried, i thank them as they show me the ...athroom to get sorted, i run the shower getting undressed i am alerted to feeling like im being watched,i look round semi naked as im brought a towel feeling their eyes wandering over my body im nervous,they smile with a glint in the eye turn and go.the hot water feels good scorching my cold skin tired and exhausted i close my eyes, i hear a. It reminded me when I was a k** getting my rectal temperature taken over & over again. Then I felt her withdrawing the scope and heard the air escaping from my bottom. I said, thank you to the nurse. She folded back a towel and in a neat row were six glass dilators. They were quite shaped like test tubes but a bit more pointed on the end. The smallest was about the size of a thumb. There was a camera mounted over my bottom so I could see what she was doing on the monitor. I saw the nurse’s. Once a week or so. She was old enough to be his mother not to mention that she smelled bad, but the brief time that Jim was with her, he could pretend that she was his former love and he found some small comfort in her arms. He wanted his love back. He hated his father. And Jim hated his life of dirty hospital rooms, no money, and the overwhelming hopelessness that he felt. ‘Damn, now what am I going to do for the rest of the evening?’ he thought to himself. Then, he remembered the diary. He. " Mary Jane, your doing just fine, i'll watch for now love."Miss Britt then went to the box and took out a red patent hood with eyecutouts, nostril opening, and mouth opening with a zipper closure drings on top of it and on both sides of it, pulled it over my head andlaced it up tight. Then i felt her tie a rope around the d ring at thetop and looped it over the canopy bar and tied it tight holding my headin a very uncomfortable position forcing me to look upwards. Then ropeson both side d.