Although Trip was still as emotional as ever, he had learned to hide his emotions for longer periods and let them out with nobody around, preferably i...n their meditative white space. T'Pol had made a point of engaging him in long talks about his sister Lizzy and their baby Elizabeth, to stir emotions in him and took pride in the fact that it took sometimes more than an hour for him to succumb to tears. At times he even managed to return to calm without the need of her cradling him. She did. 5 ft or 36-30-36 uski size thi or me use dekhte hi madhos hua ja raha tha wo meri taraf dekh kar muskurai or surawat to mujhe hikarni thiOr mene pucha aapke sas sasur kanha pe hai to boli ganv gaye hai fir mene unhe bethne ka bola to vo chair pe beth gayi fir me unhe dekh raha tna to wo boli aap ese kyu dekh rahe ho to mene bola aap bahut khubsurat lag rahi ho to wo sarma gayi or boli ye khubsurti kis kam jab bacha nahi hai or wo imosnal ho gayi fir mene pucha problam kis me hai aap me ya rohan. Coupled with my renewed vigor in studying last night, washing out was looking more and more avoidable. There was still the long-term problem of having to leave my brides behind when I graduated, but the lack of immediacy made that a much less daunting prospect.Things stayed positive throughout the day, as Naltort took care of a vast array of domestic duties, including his own and Tarmant's laundry, and a major effort at decontaminating the bathroom. Not only was Tarmant going to keep me from. A brief moment later she was in position. I attached her handcuffs and led her out to the enema area. I lubed the nozzle and inflated it once she was safely secured. I had prepared the three enemas before waking the slave. There was a loud gasp when the icy cold water entered her bowel then she begged non-stop, ?Please, Master it’s cold?too cold. Please.? I responded by shoving a ball bag into her mouth.?Care to guess why I’m doing this, slave? Because I can--because I want to; because I.