My sweet mother, who had been constantly worried about her only girl travelling alone, asked me to spend the occasion with family. Even if it was fami...y I'd only met once. Regardless, I was more than willing to say yes for three simple reasons: First, my only relative in the continent lived in Zurich, and I’ve never been to Switzerland. Second, staying with family hopefully meant stretching my trip, not to mention my purse. Lastly, it didn’t hurt that this relative happened to be my adopted. It felt very good each timebut there was something missing. We were only talking online with our words. The question came up that what if we founda way to meet somewhere. Would it be cheating if we did not touch but were in person? Both of us wanted it not to be.And we both said as much. We decided that it was not cheating. It would have to be one time if at all. Any more than oncewould be going toward cheating. We talked about it for a month discussing every aspect of the meet. And in. The enemas continued two more times and on the last discharge I felt the contraption moving I continued tied on all fours but, now I was completely vertical and stayed like that for about 30 minutes to insure that all the fluids would drain completely. For a few minutes I was glad it was over but then it hit me now what’s next? my tormenter came behind me and started deflating the balloons in my rectum, and slid the enormous tube of my rear then with a tone of defiance he said, don’t get to. .”“And she makes great cookies,” Dana added helpfully. “Mind if we walk around and look?”He didn’t mind. We walked the sparsely populated apron and went into the hangar and looked. Occasionally these forays into strange airports are subject to turn up the odd and unusual aircraft. Today wasn’t one of those days. We walked back out into the sun.“There’re a pair of twins,” Dana said, pointing to a pair of Cessna taildraggers. “They look pregnant.”“External cargo pods. Those are popular with bush.