> > I want to be locked into a device permanently for > the rest of my life that directly feeds the waste > into my mouth forcing me to sw...allow or directly above > it so I need to swallow to breath. I'm not even > visible to the person using the toilet or possibly > I'm even in another room. At this point I'm more just > a part of the plumbing than I am a human. Maybe I'm > even sealed in a tank that forces me to recycle my > own waste or it stores it and I. "I've got to go, Roxanne," she said, staring at her drink. "I'm getting a little bit drunk and I need to sober up before I meet my friend." She couldn't look at Roxanne."I understand honey," Roxanne replied, leaning into Kathy. "But do come back. I know we're going to be good friends. Give me a little kiss goodbye."In her confused state, that sounded all right to Kathy. "Nothing harmful in a kiss between friends," she thought. Kathy leaned closer to those shining lips, and tilted her head as. Moment of truth time; can I put my fingers on her without awakening her? Easing my fingers down, so lightly, so gently, so softly. Fingertips through the cloud that is her pubic hair. Might she feel this? But no; she doesn’t stir and her breathing doesn’t change. Contact! Two fingertips lightly touching her lips. Rest here for a moment before proceeding further. I’ve licked those lips a thousand times, slid my cock between them a like number, but this moment is different. I know the anatomy of. ” She stood up and walked toward the door. “I don’t know why I even thought it would be a good idea to ask if I could stay here.”I got up and followed her, not sure if I was going to stop her or help her on her way. “Faith,” I said and she turned to face me. “You didn’t answer my question.”“And why should I?” she asked, looking me up and down like something someone pulled out of a dumpster. “You’ll be just as judgmental as always.”I stopped. “I’m judgmental?” I asked with a slight chuckle. “Me?.