Ithurt again, like giving birth I imagined, but not quite as bad as thefirst time yesterday. As I was pooping I saw an enema bag hanging onthe wall ri...ght across from the toilet. When I had finished I sighed andgave myself a large warm enema. I was being so compliant andsubmissive, there was really no point in fighting back there was no oneto fight and they really had the power still. Giving the water alittle time to fully expel from my bowels, I thought about NurseSusan's last words to me. He repeated this process for his left leg and set them to the side.Immediately, he started to fall back and had to position his left arm behind him to support himself. Realizing this was an awkward position, he pushed himself to lean up against the wall.There were several screws holding his pelvis to his hip. Fortunately, a Phillips screwdriver was within arm's reach, and he carefully removed the eight screws holding his pelvis in place setting them to his side.Alarms were flashing all around. If he'd already asked me, and if I knew that I was to be married in a few weeks or months, I think I could wait. But I just don't know when my marriage will happen. And because sex is on my mind all the time, I seem to see sex everywhere.Perhaps it was a mistake going to the Christmas party, because what I saw and heard there last night just made me want to give in to my boyfriend right away.So much so that I have telephoned him this morning - I couldn't help it. I hope he doesn't think I'm a. "You've got pretty tits, Mom." he said, his hands squeezing them. "You shouldn't be wearing a bra. Take it off!" But I..."Brian opened his mother's blouse and again it was the strapless type that hooked between her tits. Her son unhooked her bra and tossed it onto the table, saying. "When I tell you to take something off, Mom. You do it!" I will." she heard herself saying.Her son's hands fondled her tits, pinching at her nipples between a thumb and forefinger. Her creamy tits swelled beneath.