. I would only call them at night when everything was quiet in the hospital ward. When I went home, it was easy to pretend I just needed time to mysel.... All I wanted to do was sleep. I couldn't eat. I lost twenty pounds... you said yourself I looked like I was starving when you got back." Why?" Steve demanded. "Why did you hide it from me? Why did you keep something that important to both of us from me?"Barbara opened her mouth... but no words came. She suddenly knew she had no reply. She. I basically just knew that I had an open invitation to explore one of the great mysteries of mankind, and I wasn’t about to miss the opportunity. I broke my trance and slowly ran my fingers up the inside of her thigh, feeling the tautly stretched muscles beneath her warm skin. I moved from her thigh up over the smooth swell of that beautiful ass that I’d admired for so long, gently tracing the feminine curves that had inspired numerous eager bouts of spurting cum, and then traced my fingertips. If you want, you can lay down on the bed and I'll go fetch the stuff to do what your mother did when you got like this." What did she do? I don't remember." "She had to loosen up your shy intestines. She used the thermometer’s end and you'd normally go after one or two sessions of that, it was the doctor who recommended it since you couldn't take any laxatives. We don't have any laxatives at home, I can buy them tomorrow or we can try this technique if you want. I'm your father so that is. They entered, and he simply said, “Strip please.”“No,” Mel replied. “Money first.”He handed over a small wad of notes which she counted quickly. It was all there. Well, in for a penny…Mel lifted her dress over her head. For a moment she stood there, in just her tights, panties and a bra which struggled to contain her big tits.“All off please,” he said. “We want to see you naked.”She took her bra off next, freeing a pair of tits which were a nice D-cup, tipped by lovely pink nipples. The fat guy.