He had stared at the images without blinking, simply absorbing the messages, his arm stroking mechanically.He had blinked and, suddenly, he was having...a tremendous orgasm; his cumshot easily soaking through the double wad of tissue he was using to prevent a mess. He felt drained, his eyes hurt, and he could taste something slightly salty on his lips. Looking at the clock on his laptop display, he was shocked to see it read 12.57am. He wondered how he had lost track of time so. I watched her mount the stairs, seeing her hair dishevelled and ladders running down her dark stockings. After the shower, she ran downstairs and oddly, only put her underwear in the washer. She then placed her stockings in the bin and gasped with shock when she saw me sat there, her face filled with guilt.‘Been shopping for Brian…again!’ I said.‘Oh god not this again,’ she replied.‘You’ve taken another shower and are washing your underwear. Had a mishap?’‘Yes,’ she said, confidentially. ‘I was. “I want you to hold it for a few minutes Baby” he told her as she squirmed on his lap. He loved the sight of a naked female bottom laying across his lap, an enema nozzle and hose dangling from her rectum. He loved holding her down, forcing her to take her enema or spanking or just taking her rectal thermometer. Mike continued to hold Linda down once she had taken the entire enema. “I want you to hold it for a few minutes Baby” he told her as she squirmed on his lap. He loved the sight of a. Crocuses are the things that she loves most about winter; something about those delicate ivory and purple blossoms that she just adores. I wonder ... I know what it is. It is the hope of spring."He smiled and stood up. Allowing his arms to rise above his head, he arched his back and stretched. It was morning, a morning like all the other mornings he had shared with Christine and Gustave. But something niggled away at the back of his mind, something ominous in its familiarity and he found it.