"What are you saying, Marianne?" I'm saying that we should, well, go for it. If it's there, we should indulge. Oh, I don't mean the hard drugs that I'... sure will be around — I don't want to get hooked any more than I'm sure you do — but anything else. I want to get drunk, get high, get laid. This can be our one night where anything goes."Simon didn't know what to say. He'd been thinking about Alison though, obviously, and this did seem to give him a way... but at what cost?He tried to make his. "No daddy; not an enema. Please not that." I'm sorry baby, but I think your tummy ache is because you have gotten a bit backed up. This will fix it and you'll feel a lot better. I promise."My father ran the water in the sink and filled the enema bag up. He came back over to the table and hung it from a stand there. I watched him lube up the tube."Now baby, I need you to take another deep breath for me and to let it out slowly."I did as he asked and let my breath out slowly. As I did I felt. I poured more wine for us all. God knows I felt the need for it, and sat on a cushion on one side of the table, trying in vain from letting my dress ride up too far. The guys were already seated on the other side, and dice were already on the table.I knew I was in trouble from the start when I threw rubbish (they had let me start first to "make it fairer") and Keith's first throw totalled 6. Guess who he nominated for taking something off? I slipped off one of my slippers, only to be told. In the brightening predawn twilight we were passing some boulders that would be easy to sit on, and we had a good clear view of the immediate area. I decided we would indulge in a real break. I looked at my watch, 7:03 AM. Sunrise would be in another ten minutes.I turned to my two wives and said quietly, "Breakfast time people! We'll start up again in half an hour."The two women nodded gratefully and quickly dropped their packs, sitting down on the smooth rocks and looking a little tired..