Cleaning my ass has become a science. For years I have kept a food diary and monitored my bowel movements. I worked out which foods and liquids give m... even the slightest bit of incontinence and the ones that help everything pass through solidly and smoothly. I know exactly when I need to go based on what time and what foods I have eaten and I've worked out what times are best for getting can get my ass ploughed, which actually fits perfectly around our working schedules. I could get fucked in. But then…I jerked as it came alive. Mom said: “I’ve turned it on…just wait.” And I waited and jerked again, pushing it deeper making my body come alive…it had a hum to it and it was humming outside, inside and all through. I reached for my thighs…pulling them wide. “Oh Mom!” I ejaculated.“This isn’t as good as a man…or a dog…but it’s the next best thing,” Mom said…I was puzzled by it and buzzed by it and scooted down as it inched further inside…I didn’t know what to think…the sound…the. Without a second of hesitation Saki straightened up and stepped over behind her sister. Like this, she stated as she took her right index finger and buried it into her sisters snatch all the way up to her knuckle. Shiori did not move or even flinch at the intrusion. Saki twisted her hand back and forth, causing her finger to rotate around inside Shiori before withdrawing it. Turning to face me she held up her hand with her finger extended. Now you taste. Why did you do that? I asked. Father. But you’ll have to be Jim, or Jimmy, to other people, it’s going to get too complicated and too suspicious otherwise.”I do not care what name others speak if I can be Hugo with her.Linda spends much time in the next two days before what she says is computer on her table. I see her take up a drawing stylus that makes marks on paper of itself and move her hand rapidly to make the same marks many times. Finally she is satisfied.Then she goes back to computer and says “shit!” loudly. I understand.