Grandma remarried so my mother was raised by step fathers. Grandma was 78 by the time I was born and I have no idea what number that husband was. He d...ed when I was four-ish. I was scared of him. He was so old he looked like a skeleton with skin and he moved.So my mom’s early childhood was a Kentucky farm during the Great Depression. She told us one year for Christmas she got a single orange and that was it. No Christmas dinner, no other gifts. A single orange was the whole kit and caboodle.. I just froze when I saw this and didnt even realize when the other one had finished opening the last shirt button. The driver pulled the shirt back over my shoulders and down towards my tied hands behind me. My bra was now exposed and they just smiled&hellip, The one who had opened my shirt started pulling one of the straps down now and then the other. The bra stayed unmoved, so he took the knife from the driver and cut right between the now overflowing cups. I gasped when I felt the cold steel. She left her slippers on the floor and wiggled her toes on my knee. “Please? Charlotte doesn’t rub hard enough.”I couldn’t deny her impish smile and bright blue eyes. My Valkyrie set down a tray by my armrest and the smell of coffee hit my nose.“You are amazing,” I grinned up at the stewardess.“Damn right,” She leaned in and kissed the top of my ear. “That’s why I got to stay.”I ignored the comment. I was going to have to have a big powwow to catch myself up. I wanted Shani, the twins, Dad, and. .. Mmm, a strong concentrate. That will take some analysing. There we are... good! That's got it all... but I'll just leave it in place a moment while I perform the enema."And continuing her no-nonsense approach she lubricated the enema tube with KY and then greased Jason's arsehole. The clear plastic tube went smoothly and deeply into his rectum. She then filled him with the warm water and flushed out his bowels into the bedpan."There we are, Mr Jackson... all done."Just then Jason's GP, Dr.