He thought back to his earlier visit when he sat alone by the fireplace and had glanced down on the coffee table to see an arrangement of some of her ...reading material. There were Victoria Secret catalogs, various women's clothing magazines, some house decorum materials, a book on sexual techniques (that caught his attention and his breath), and one particular fashion magazine that highlighted corsets. He particularly feasted on the one featured in an open page, perhaps left that way on purpose. “This one will be a lot more than you got the first time, but we made some room for it, didn’t we,” smiling at her.I lubed the colon tube thoroughly and then spend some quality time on her bunghole. She started moaning again, “Mmmh. OOH. Please, what are you doing to me?” “You like it, don’t you. Relax and enjoy it.” Finally I withdraw my finger and inserted the tip of the colon tube. “Ready? Let me know, when you get a cramp. I will stop the flow and give you some time to relax. But we. ”I entered a very spacious apartment that was bigger than my house. It was open and beautifully decorated. I then noticed that the other guests were almost all men. There were eight men that all looked like they stepped from the pages of GQ and two other women besides Seline and me.Seline introduced me around to her friends. “Darling, I would like to introduce my brother, Gram, and my best friend and Gram’s partner, Liam.”“Oh, you were so right, Leen,” said Gram, “she looks like she fell. "God dammit, Dakota! Why are you such a faggot!" I screamed at myself, burying my face in a pillow. After regrouping, I lay down and stretched. Sighing, I closed my eyes and I couldn't help but to think of Scott. He hates me. He harasses me. He wants me dead. To him I was just the "emo faggot" who he can rely on as a punching bag when needed. So why did I find him so attractive? Maybe his soft yet firm-structured face, blazing blue eyes, whispy blind hair, thin but muscular build. I reached.