’ ‘That doesn’t matter. The Sunday paper doesn’t have much in it that’s interesting, I’ve finished it already. If you don’t come over I�...�ll just read a book, or more likely watch television, and I’d much rather talk to you than watch television. Or read nearly any book, really.’ ‘You have made a very tempting offer.’ ‘Good! You are just the sort that I like to tempt! I’ll see if I can do something for the shirt, too.’ ‘My sister did that already. The stain is gone, there’s just a smell. I’ll see. As she let the enema nozzle out I literally ranto the toilet and emptied my bowels. I was then given yet another enemato ensure that my bowels were really clean, B said laughing you mighthave to get used to it as I have heard that your future husband likesanal sex. I was wheled to the operating room where I once again metmadam Mailing. Counting backwards I fell asleep and woke up feeling abit woozy some six hours later. I was wheeled back to my room which wasnow done up in pink and Sundar. At 3:55 I jumped on my bike and headed over to Christa. As promised her parents were gone; the driveway was empty. I headed up to her door and she met me opening it before I could ring the bell."Hi, Steve, you got here right on time," she said in a soft sexy voice. Of course everything about her was sexy as she was wearing the same thin, white tank top and her erect nipples were poking out all nice and stiff. She also had on a pair of short cutoffs that showed off her long, tanned legs. I got a. I have it on good authority that you're hungry, and the food won't come back up like before."As Diana uncovered the dishes, the smells triggered Jill's appetite. Before Jill could say anything, though, Diana continued with her bluster. "Don't even think about having stomach problems. You don't have them anymore. You can eat all you wish, and you're going to be extremely hungry until your weight comes back. We have mountains of food anytime you want it. Now here," Diana said handing Jill a.