" No," agreed my sweetie, "it isn't."October 20, 1983I was camped out in the aisle of a downtown pharmacy, comparing cold medicines. Not for my use; r...ther, for my girlfriend's. Inez had come down with a nasty cold. My first concern was helping her to feel better, so I'd insisted on making a drugstore run. She, however, was more worried about our show the following night. As was the case with most Friday nights since school started, we'd been booked to do a dorm party."I'm doing that gig," she. You are a victim of the situation. I know you love Sarah and Bree. I know you love me too. I could never ask you to leave them. I just need you to know how I feel." I still can't stomach the thought that I'm hurting you though," I said."It would hurt me more if you weren't in my life," said Ashley gasping for air. "When I ran out of your dorm room that day and we didn't see each other was the worst time of my entire life. I was miserable. I needed you but I was too pig headed to pick up a phone. They cried out that they were, had either of them come out into the hallway, she may well have been caught. As it was she stayed there, I think she was counting, must have been a good minute before she went back into the bedroom and pull on a dress, nothing else and went downstairs. I was able to sneak out the front door then.Naturally I wanted to repeat this and push things further, the above had given me a new insight into Lisa’s attitude. But we could only pursue this game in the afternoons. Her fingers worked their way to my rosebud and began to massage all around my hole. My ass clenched involuntarily when she began to probe inside my butt-hole, but this only made her giggle.“O Karl, you have a gorgeous ass” said Marla “I can’t wait to try it out later on. First, we need to clean you out”Clean me out? I wasn’t sure what she was talking about until something was inserted inside my hole, and then inflated for a snug fit. An enema! They were going.