Or o apni saree ki pallu thoda khisak deti thi.Aisa hi kuchh din chalta raha.Ek din ki baat hei. Me apni ghar me koi ek karan ke liye gussa me tha. Kh...ana nahi kha raha tha.Mummy samjha rahi thi. Me maan nhi raha tha. Tavi dolly bhabi aai. Or mere mummy ko boli aap khana laiye me uss ko samjha de raha hun.Fir mummy khana lane gai to o bhabi apni boobs ko mere haat me laga diya.Mere body ke ajib si current daud gai.Fir mummy aai to mei haat hata diya. Fir khana khane ready ho gaya.Mummy boli kya. I tried not to be too disagreeable. I had a long way to go before I could say, 'Oh, you stuck a cock up my ass. No big deal. No harm, no foul.' I'm not sure I can get over this that easily. I chose to keep my mouth shut. I didn't need to bring Kelly down with my black mood.I went through the motions as Kelly and I did our usual Sunday afternoon rituals – reading the newspaper together, keeping in touch with friends and family via e-mail, and sharing each other's company. I tried to keep a. Watch what theother ladies were wearing. Of course those bras were not going tocoordinate with any of a woman's panties because the material isdifferent. She also suggested I look a little closer at some of thewomen's magazines I keep around my home. How did she know I did that? Duh!Anyway, I did watch. Sometime the women wore different colored panties,but most of the time, the bra was white, beige, or black, and of coursethese were appropriate. Never did I see any woman wearing a nylon. The nurse moved a machine with tubes attached closer to the table. The doctor said that he would insert a speculum, which is attached to two tubes, one for the water flow and the other to expel the fecal waste. He inserted the speculum, a little smaller than the proctoscope, which was just inside me. He told me he would turn the machine on and that the water flow would begin. He said I would fill up, maybe feel a few cramps as the intestinal muscles contracted to remove the fecal matter, and.