Holding the collapsed bulb in his fist he slid the nozzle from her and released his grip on it.“Now, what?” she asked.He helped her to her feet. �...�Hold it for a little while. How does it feel?”“Totally unlike the enemas my mom gave me. Those were irritating and cramping. This feels like I have something there -- that’s the only way I can describe it. It feels a bit like some gas.”“Go sit on the toilet. I’ll leave you alone.”“You can stay. This is private enough.” She switched on the overhead. Now, though, these two sheltered, tender young men from the "religious" community were being chased by two powerful, sperm-hungry women in black fetish gear. The men had been abducted and released on a private preserve. Their chastity devices had been cut off and they were released into the wild. They were kneeling beside eachother, praying for their semen, when leather-clad hands reached out and grabbed them both by the hair, flinging them to the ground. The powerful women pounced upon the. Mom and dad came up behind me. Mom said, "Happy birthday honey" and my dad said "The color is kind of yucky, but you're young enough that it can grow on you."Mom punched him and said, "Shut up you. It is beautiful and I'm pissed you didn't give it to me and give Rob my clunky looking van." Couldn't give it to you" dad said. "You go out driving in that and I'd be beating guys off of you with a stick and I'm too old for that shit."Mom laughed and said, "You are kind of old a decrepit. Maybe Rob. And those eyes!" Did- did she say anything yesterday?" Jessica asked, earning aquizzical stare from Kat. "About, you know, if she was seeing anyone?" I didn't ask," Kat replied. "Why, are you interested in her?" 'Interested' as in 'already dating' her," Jessica replied, earning adelighted gasp from her Polish colleague."You go girl!" Kat said, giving Jessica's hand a playful squeeze. "Thatis how they say it in America, right?" Yep!" Jessica replied happily."Are you also black route, then?" Kat.