I would like for this catheter to be removed; and at least some of these tubes and wires removed as well. I can move all of my extremities without any...pain, and I must be partially healed from the injuries I sustained in my accident. Now is that too big a task for someone with your qualifications as a registered nurse, or should I call Cindy back in here to be able to get it done. And while I'm at it, where are my bags that were supposed to be brought up here so I can make sure that nothing. “I can’t wait to see him beg to be milked for the first time, that is, if he doesn’t come when one of us is caning him. Where ARE the others? I want my bottom licked!” As soon as she spoke the doorbell rang once more; Elaine looked at her.“Would you Hortense? I hope they’ll all be here shortly.” Big Hortense eased herself down, and stood before me, lifting my chin. She then turned and slowly bent over; the crack of her huge and beautiful arse, inches from my face.“You get your nose in there. I cleaned and sterilized the enema syringe, made up a fresh solution, returned to the bathroom and quickly fixed Cassie's problem. She even accepted, without fuss, a clear rinse of plain water with a little pure sea salt (to maintain her electrolyte balance) to flush the soap residue out, minimizing any chance of irritation later. By the end of the procedure, Cassie was a tired little girl and nearly fell asleep on the toilet seat. Her mom went into the bathroom, cleaned Cassie up and carried. It contained the man Sara straddled earlier and two very well built men of Arab appearance. They were dressed traditionally. Sara was also there looking gorgeous. She had a skin tight black wet look dress and was heavily made up. She was clearly the eye candy. The audio revealed a business discussion, it appeared to be going well with some significant figures being talked about. This continued through the meal. Post meal the middle aged man bought drinks for him and Sara, the Arabs did not.