Once finished, he got dressed (and God, did that feel different!) and made a run his local pharmacy. Once there he found the aisle with the douches an...d enemas and proceeded to pick up every package and read each one closely. Absorbed in his study, he fairly jumped when a voice asked "Can I help you?"Startled, Charley put the box down and turned to face the young woman who had appeared in the aisle. Perhaps 10 years younger than he was, she seemed bright and helpful -- and yet the eyebrow. The way he had to stretch hisunderpants around it reminded him of those lustful teenyears so long ago. He felt rather silly sitting therenaked with his dick pointing skyward and brieflywondered if he was being set up, but this wasimmediately dismissed when Jessie returned.She had let her hair down and was wearing only a seethrough nightgown over lacy black underwear. She dimmedthe light, came over to him and sat on the floor at hisfeet. “Hello Charles, I think that you are just a. ”“Why bad? I never thought it was bad. All I did is wish it could happen again.”He didn’t say anything.I got bold. “Why are you naked? Why did you take off your boxers?”He shrugged.“Come on, Uncle Beau. Let’s do it again.”Still nothing.“Uncle Beau, show me how to jerk off.”He laughed and looked at me.“You’re a jerk, that’s for sure. Look at you. You’re a good-looking young man. Let me ask you somethin’. Have you ever fucked a girl?”I’d thought about that before, that I’d never done it.“No,” I. I ask you if you want me to touch you more, and you say that you do. I ask you where you want me to touch you, and you tell me that you want me to touch your pussy, that you want me to play with your clit and to open up your pussy with my fingers. You tell me that I can touch you wherever I want as you are my slutwhore. I smile at you as you say that, and remind you that you are still due a punishment. I will let you off the punishment if you want me to, but it will also mean that I will not.