Part 2 was for each of us to open the enema set that would be on our beds when we got to our rooms and then use them on our same original partners. Th...se who were into fucking after that were also encouraged to follow their urges but condoms were a must for all ass fucking and/or first attempts at it.Jamie and I both chose the perfect partner earlier that day. We both had at least some degree of prior gay sex in our pasts; we both had no issues with taking things to where they naturally would. .. paid in full.”“Travel Agency?”“Adams.”“Credit Card scam. They’re not even in Australia. Let me guess ... you paid with a card.”“Oh Shit!”“That’s a yes. You should call your banking partner and cancel it?”They’re Number 3 on my speed dial.“National Australia Bank. How may I direct your call?”“You people own the National Bank of New Zealand?”“We do. How may I direct your call?”“I may have problems with my credit card.”“I’ll ring through.”“Visa MasterCard. Please listen carefully to the. ‘I paid my dues in much worse places than that when I first came to this country, which is probably why buying this place was so important to me. I grew up with my parents and two brothers in a drafty one room apartment and the one thing I always wanted was a place of my own where I would be warm even in winter. Now, please make yourself comfortable by the fireplace and I’ll pour you a drink.’ As Louisa noticed that Stan was taking off his jacket and kicking off his shoes she felt free to take. He is hungry for more. I pretend he understands my musing on sex. He pretends to not think about his fantasies. I send him a mixed message, eye him down, and hold a silence. He takes off his Abercrombie and Fitch while looking at me for approval. He accepts my command to kneel. My project in the basement moans. The kneeling juvenile ask about the sound. My crotch in his face intoxicates him. I want to show him the consequences of his masculinity in the basement. I want to give him his clothes.