“Fuck this I’m starving,” I said quietly. Ten minutes later. I was sitting at a bus shelter, my face buried into a chicken kebab.Bobby lived in ... luxury block of flats. The building was painted white, consisting of two floors. I found the door number. It was in the middle of the street, overlooking the sea. I checked the intercom. A list of names was illuminated, showing the names of the residence. Bobby’s was the first, definitely the penthouse. How much I wanted to kick the door down, but I. It had started out as a dream that had escalated into this obsessive compulsion to become some self-created deity of sex. He was the perfect teacher for her in the ways of the sexual deviant.Two enemas later (yes Eddy came so equipped!) and Olivia was sure she was cleaned out of all the remains of being a human fishbowl. It was amusing to see most of the goldfish still alive and swimming in the toilet bowl along with whatever shit had been in her guts, and with Eddy's piss, as she flushed it. “Andrea knows,” Carol said. "There’s more important things to deal with first.”“What?”“My key first,” Carol said. “Unlock me and then we can talk.”The key was in my pocket where I put it before swimming, along with the remote control for the vibrators that I assumed were still nestling inside Carol.“It’s downstairs,” I said, leaping out of bed and setting off barefoot and running. I should have thought twice; when I got to my jacket the key wasn’t there, and neither was the remote.As soon as I. Is that clear?”“I may need a few days to do that, but would you promise to fuck me in the ass?”Oh boy, I fucked her fast and furious dropping one of my super loads deep inside herSuddenly, she said “I have nothing in the house and I haven’t been on the pill in five years. “This is going to make me pregnant!”“Give dad the credit. He could use the self-esteem of knocking up his beautiful wife, don’t you think!”“Do we have time to do it again, sweetheart?” she asked with her radiant eyes staring.