"There, you're a special guest. You'll get a tour at the end of the show." Really?" I smiled. Maybe I'd get some kind of gift too. There was a Toss Th... Beanbag game for prizes, but that was for kids, not grown-ups.Some guy in a sports shirt and slacks came out to prep the crowd. He was boring as hell, telling us all to cheer when the APPLAUSE sign came on over head, and to laugh as much as we wanted. He told us that the show we'd be participating in would be taped for later broadcast, in about. Instead of going out for me to strip and get ready on the mat, she just stood there waiting for me. I somewhat awkwardly stripped in front of her and laid, face down, on the mat.She then began to massage with no towel covering me at all. Her technique was much harder and a bit more aggressive than what I was used to. Her strong hands she went to work on my muscles.She then surprised me when, about fifteen minutes into the massage, she said, “Tell me, you like a prostate massage. You want that?”. My very own possessed and pleasantly handsome spouse. Of course! He is somewhere here with me in this bulky, sumptuous murky room of his office here at Rovich Central Hospital. I feel like I am all alone in the whole world; all alone ... with no one to stand by my side and alleviate and assist me out in any class of dealing and commerce at all.The door squeals close and the padlock snaps and clinks instantaneously. My goodness! What could that be? Stian—or someone else locking us up inside. 00pm and so I would not be home until 8.30 or so giving me time toenjoy my outing. I took the afternoon off from work, got all myclothes that I would be wearing ready. I had already put my workingclothes in a bag in the boot of my car.I gave myself an enema, took a shower and shaved myself all over. Isat on my bed in a dressing gown and painted my finger nails the samecolour as my toes. Once the varnish was dry I took my time putting onmy makeup, not too flamboyant, pastel shades for my eyes, a.