I smile, this is good. While she remains seated I start to fondle her tits. Not sexy or erotically. I grab one tit, squeeze it a little, play with the...nipple and give it a little slap and move on to the other tit. I do it with the same attitude and air that you might use when judging whether or not an avocado is ripe enough. I do this on purpose. To make her feel like meat, like property. A non-entity. The camera captures all of this. I push her back onto the bed. She gives out a little. Surely, she could do better than Freddy Connors. She had excused herself twice from the brunch table, I suspected, to visit the bellhop at his station next to the elevator.One bright spot was seeing the baby. I guess what I saw in K.O. was exactly what I wanted to see, but to me he was the smartest nine-month old kid in the universe. Was he destined for the same fate as me? I hoped he would find his own burr and escape as I had.Now, with the visit behind us we were headed back to school and new. It’s good to know that my writing has a positive effect on guys. Believe me, when I was writing that thing, I stayed hard the whole time,” Dad joked. “Listen, why don’t you go ahead and take that copy. My gift to you. I’ve got a few more copies stashed away, so it won’t be missed.”“Well, if it won’t be missed... , “ I said with a glow still on my face. Truth is, I just wanted to find a quiet place and devour that book to relive the thrill that it had given me all those years ago, but I kept my. Linda gritted her teeth and squeezed her eyes tightly shut as she lay still over Mikes lap. She lay still as the enema bag collapsed, it's water gone. Mike continued to hold Linda down once she had taken the entire enema. “I want you to hold it for a few minutes Baby” he told her as she squirmed on his lap. He loved the sight of a naked female bottom laying across his lap, an enema nozzle and hose dangling from her rectum. He loved holding her down, forcing her to take her enema or spanking.