Anticipating that it would be needed, Ihad packed one of those pre-prepared enema bottles in my bag. When wearrive at our room, I hand the bottle to ...ou, promising that this was theonly unpleasant aspect of your lesson. With obvious reservations but firmdetermination, you take the bottle from me and disappear into the bathroom.Some ten minutes later, you re-appear and announce that your body,including your bowels, are now thoroughly scrubbed. It is clear to me thatthe enema has taken a toll. With all this going on I had lost track of how long I was in the bathroom. "Yes. stuck on the toilet," I lied back. "Ok. Just checking." "John" texted."That was my date," I explained to the guy holding me there. "I should go, he might come in to check on me." That's okay," the guy answered, "he can join us." I really must go," i insisted and tried to push him away, but that is like a mouse fighting back against a grizzly bear."Okay," he relented. "But before you go, there is one more thing YOU. A huge room seemed to be filled with women in various states of undress, lounging around eating grapes and sat on large pillow and silk cushions. In the centre a few youthful women frolicked in a shallow pool which bubbled with a fountain. On the walls hung curtains embroidered with images of men and women at play, writhing together naked. In some there was more than one woman, but in each depiction there was only one man, the same man. The women who had accompanied her moved forward into the. We were getting hot and heavy and I was on cloud nine. This was all new to me and I wanted more and more. She taking the lead which of course she was more than happy to do. It became apparent to me that she knew my situation and was enjoying her role as the seducer.The club closed and it was now time to go home. I was nervous and at the same time excited about what the rest of the night had in plan for me. But I didn't have long to wait.Laura and I got back to my house while Greg and Isabel.