That’s where I’d taught myself to play the guitar, copying Jimmy Page and Jimi Hendrix licks until I could play them in my sleep. To my surprise, ...hat house was still standing and looked about as derelict as I remembered it. On my way out of town, I sat in the van outside my old house for a few moments, thinking about that kid 30 years ago - dumping his backpack on his bed after school, and picking up his guitar, and playing until midnight. Jesus, I was such a miserable teenager. Hell, I don’t. Thenshe inserted the adult enema tube as far as it would go into my rectum.She opened the clamp until It slowly drained deep up in me ( about 2minutes). O f course, each proceeding tampon change she would addanother cup of hot water. Every 5 hours, I would have to expel mytampon, and have another one inserted. Of course each time I expelledthe tampon into the toilet bowel, it would emerge in a deep blood redcolor! And the excess water would be a deep blood red as well.A day later, my mother. "Do you get that too? I was thinking my nose was running like a water faucet or something."Now, I realized that she was not feigning sleep like I did; she really didn't know what Daddy was doing at night. Now was the time of truth, since Daddy seemed to try to tell me it was his Ultimate Dream to have us both suck his cock, I needed to tell her what was going on."Ashley, you know how when you and I play around and we cum. Well, what you are finding on your chest is really Daddy's cum. At night,. Nat wasn't a part of the family strictly speaking. He'd just been there forever. He had been best friends with my brother Todd since they were in sixth grade and was as much a member of the family as I was. His one redeeming trait was that he never tried to impose his will on me. Well, not until today.Damn him!I ran my hands through my short hair and decided to let it go. After all, I had a lot of stuff to put away. And fuming over Nat's heavy handed technique wouldn't get it done.Three hours.