I told her I understood and I'd see her at the bookstore at 7. Then, Marcus, Mary and my wife left (off to do who knows what). Meanwhile, I started lo...king through the phone book to find the nearest d**gstore, where I could buy an enema... At 6:15, I glanced at myself in the hotel bathroom mirror. I looked (and felt) so sexy with all my pubic hair shaved off. I also felt so "cleaned out" what with the enema and all. Now all I to do was eat and go to the adult bookstore. The thought of what. I had never met her before. Fran had talked about her, of course, saying she was tall and slender, but "slender" does not really do it for me and I had not paid much attention. But I had to admit she was a striking young woman, maybe five foot ten or eleven with lovely olive skin, big brown eyes, and long black hair. I knew from Fran that she worked for a public relations firm but she could have been a fashion model, I thought, although at the moment she was dressed sensibly for packing in a. I wanted to tellher how sorry I was and ask for her forgiveness. I knew from someof our problems in the past that she would forgive me and we couldmove on. The important thing was for me to be contrite. I sat down at the kitchen table and watched her make the coffee.She was wearing my robe but she still looked incredibly sexy. Ithought back to the previous night. She had been so aggressive, soin control. I remembered the look on her face when I took herpicture. There was no doubt that she had. Let’s see that pert little ass up in the air.” Giving me no time to refuse, my arm sliding under her hips and hoisting her effortlessly into position. Nudging my knees further apart, I stop and just look at her. Mina could imagine what I was seeing. Her ass sticking up, with her legs spread wide. Taking my place behind her, She feels something at the entrance to her pussy again. She tenses slightly, but it was only my finger, sliding gently in and out until it was covered in her juices, and she.