A white man is of no use in that part of the county. So I figure we need a man who lives there and is answerable to me personally will be able to do a...better job. Any objections?" A fat woman about forty called from the third row, "Will I be safe? I wouldn't want one of them to..." her voice trailed off."Well, ma'am, unless you planned to go to a party down there, I'd say you would be safe." Harley slipped in what could be a hot topic. "I will authorize him to carry a gun while on duty."People. Making a cutelittle "humph" noise, she noted that tending to her hair would now takeup hours of her day. Internally she would not admit to herself that shewas finding a little pride in how beautiful and well maintained her hairwas. Moving down her body she spent a lot of time on her breasts, which weresomething that still made her psychically whimper about having. Stillawestruck that the protrusions sprouting from her chest were indeed real,the whimpering girl got a crash course in breast. She released me from my bounds only when I had been corrected suitably in the second stage of my punishment enemas. After embarrassingly farting out the last enema she had administered to me, I was informed it was time for me to receive a Molasses-and-Milk enema. This especially punitive enema was injected through a very large tubed dildo. To my chargrin I was restrained from expulsion by a butt plug attached to a harness. I was whining as she commanded me to retain this, sharing with me I. " It was just about sunset and we were in a small beach town. I walked down to the beach but could not get the image of her out of my head. I turned on my music and put my headphones on. After about 30 minutes I figured I had better get back to the room. To my surprise there was nobody awake. I pulled out the sofa bed and fixed it up. Just after I start drifting off I wake to the bed moving. To my surprise it's her. "What's up?" She shushed me and whispered, "everyone is asleep but us, stay.