Whereas with my othergirlfriends I could never have imagined talking like this, with DanielleI felt comfortable talking about anything."I don't know h...w it feels. I've never worn women's underwear." I wasbeing honest. While I had brushed up against it in stores and felt it inmy hands, I had never worn women's underwear.With this, Danielle sprang out of bed. She went over to her underweardrawer and began to look around in the drawer. She quickly emerged with alacy pair of underwear. "Well, no. ."She opened the door to see Carl's best friend standing there. "Hey missOrthen, I'm sorry to barge in unnannoucned but I'm pretty sure I'veforgotten my phone here yesterday. So there wasn't really any way tocall ahead of time." Vincent raised his arms in a bit of actedfrustration. "I don't even know where i left them...maybe the garage?" Carl just left, he didn't really say where to though. But I'll gladlyhelp you look. Come on in." Vincent's eyes darted around the room asAren turned around.. In her eleventh year of teaching, Kayla felt as if she were a seven-year-old awakening on Christmas morning eager to open Santa’s presents. Dressed as she was in bib overalls and a pink eyelet shirt, Kayla almost looked like one of the many helpful kids dashing back and forth. Being only five foot three, her height deceived many into mistaking her for a teen. The long, sable brown ponytail held high on the back of her head only added to the misleading image. Dark, thick eyelashes that laughed. I gasped when he pushed a hard plastic nozzle in and held it in place. “Good girl,” He crooned and kissed the back of my neck, “We have to give you an enema so your ass is nice and clean for Daddy”. I then felt the warm water rush into my rectum and start to fill my bowels. I could feel my taut belly distending and the pressure building until I felt that I would surely bust. “Oh, please Daddy. I can’t hold anymore. It hurts.” “I’m going to pull the nozzle out now baby girl, but you have to hold.