Myfriends want to give you a bath? he smiled evilly and got up. He went to a cupboard nearby and got out a tube attached tosome small drum.... I?m go...na clean you now he said... He turned me on my tummy... spread my ass and inserted thetube inside... what are you doing I whispered... Cleaning you - he said andstarted pumping some liquid inside me... I realized it was an enema andstruggled to move away. He kept pumping the soap solution in till it startedseeping out of my virgin asshole. Then. I could have a lot of fun with this one, I thought as I approached Fiona in the bathroom and saw her in her panties. Her sweet ass was definitely on display through the fabric, I considered as I turned her around and looked straight in her eyes. I hated to tear my eyes away from her booty, but I needed to start the glamor in a hurry, didn’t I?Fiona stared at me in shock, clearly ready to reach for the bat, but I closed the distance and put my hands on her butt.“Fiona, look at me. You are my. President, as you heard, I’m Jason Jeffery. I’m a professor or was a professor of law at the UW Law School in Seattle. Every year I asked my students pretty much the same question you just did. The Supreme Court has been broken for seventeen years. It started with the anthrax poisonings in 2001 just before 9/11. The Supreme Court was terrified, and they simply stopped functioning.“Mr. President, I’m Steven Jackson. I’ve had Professor Jeffery’s class. I got an A on my final paper. My paper was. I had a car so I readily agreed.As we were driving, he was gently running his hands over my thighs.“Can I have your phone number?” he asked.I handed him a card. He looked at it and put it into his pocket. “Expect a call from me anytime soon. We must repeat what we did today in more detail”, he said. My cunt throbbed.I dropped him off, went home, bathed, changed to a saree and left for the nearby temple for the evening Bhajan.The call came in about a week later. “Can I come tomorrow morning?” he.