"Oh, no. He's giving me an enema!" she thought. Lisa hadn't had an enema since once when she was about eight. and she couldn't remember much about it....But the sensation of the warm liquid filling her bowels now was actually turning her on even more. Lisa realized she was experiencing more new sensations in the last couple of days than she had in the last several years. And so far all of them seemed more than pleasant!Dan asked, "Have you ever played with enemas before?"Lisa shook her head. "No.. You think I will be disappointed in your body and you will feel embarrassed. You're thinking of a hundred reasons why you shouldn't take your clothes off … but you know that you want to." I…" Forget about all of that and just think about one thing. Do you want to take off your clothes? "He looked up at me, looking directly and intently into my eyes."Let your mind go completely blank. Imagine your mind a sky full of clouds and one by one they are being blown away until only one cloud remains.. "That means you'll be back from Baltimore next Sunday, doesn't it?" Exactly," I said, wondering if she had picked up on "if it goes well" as meaning that Edith Rowley could also be a regular Sunday evening guest? Apparently, she hadn't. My answer about being back from my Baltimore trip on Sunday pleased her so much that she hopped into my lap and suggested that we swim before dinner.I should have given her more credit. We were in the water when Cynthia proved that she was shrewder than I'd. “So how have you been?”“Yes, girls we are very glad you could make it today,” said Rina, trying to lighten the mood a bit.“We’ve been fine. We wish we could have been here yesterday. But...” said Sarah.“You could have been,” I said, “You were invited.”“Dad, we can’t choose between you and Mom. But for the record, Mom finally outted herself about what she’d done that day, said Mia.“Did she now? So?” I said.“So we kinda understand why you are being so—something,” said Sarah. I nodded.“And I'm.