Your hopes are shattered, though, when you turn into the kitchen to see your stepsister, Sarah, standing in the center of the room, looking almost as ...hough she'd been waiting for you.You groan inwardly. Ever since your dad married her mom eight years ago, Sarah had been nothing but trouble to you, whether it was telling Mom you'd been picking on her and getting you in trouble, sabotaging your homework by writing in her own wrong answers, or telling all her friends that you were a total creep.. Eventually I got bored with spending mynights masturbating myself to sleep. I found myselfthinking about my ex's suggestion of making it withother women. The idea became my favorite fantasy. One evening I was visiting a friend for supper ather house. Her husband was out of town on a trip.We were drinking a Bordeaux wine with a good noseand talking. We began to discuss our secrets. At onepoint I told her about my ex wanting to try a three-way with another woman. Cindy admitted that shehad. That changed when I was getting out of my car one Wednesday afternoon after work and a woman walked up to me extending her hand."I'm Ivy McReid, I've heard good things about you as a photographer." Oh, I do some but I'm hardly a professional. It's mostly just an interest of mine," I told her as I took in this nice mid-forties woman, about five-seven with quite a nice figure. She was honey blond, just down to her shoulders and had hazel eyes. She was rather pretty with nice skin and a winning. Then she "opened" -- no pun intended -- with a 1-2-3 enema. After suitable time has elapsed I was allowed to fart out/ evacuate my filled, cramped bowels. Then it was back on her table, perhaps on my back this time with my feet hoisted high above me, and she forced a hot, soapy large volume enema into my bowels, between 3 and 6 litres of it! She devilishly used one of her custom-made nozzles, which was thick and long and the shape of a penis. The huge red rubber enema bag was hung very high.