Go to sleep." Jack said, gently."Okay..." Ack!" I sat up, startled.Sunlight was streaming in the windows of Jack's living room. Through blurry eyes I ...looked at my watch.10:30 am.Shit. I was late for work.I looked around. Why was I here? I thought back to last night. There had been something last night ... I must have left home ... for some reason or other...I held my head in my hands. Oh my god I had a headache.Did Janice and I have a fight? I remember cooking dinner for her ... I think I. I’ve held all that stuff in my bowels for over 20 minutes, I am desperate to relieve the strain, and it pours out of me in an undignified way, into that bucket, my poo and piss mixture swirls now it is almost full. I look at it all, I can’t believe it’s all come out of me.Now he told me to lie on the floor and placed a large pillow under my head, telling me to open my mouth he started to unload his shit directly into my mouth. His turds are firm and solid; he feeds me ever so slowly drawing out. He could feel her warm body pressed against him and hear her slow deep breathing and for one fleeting second he thought he was in bed again with Rose.Then he was suddenly wide awake as the memories of the previous night came rushing back and he realised he wasn’t. He lay quietly for a while not wanting to disturb her while a myriad of thoughts rushed through his brain.He had never in his wildest dreams thought that his life would take a turn like this, with such speed and intensity, from a. As we talked I noticed his bulge in his pants,I grew curious about why he he looked horny. I asked him where the girls were,trying to take my mind off his pants so I wouldn't grow attention to myself. A lump grew in my throat when he told me that we were at a cock party. I looked at him as to look as if I didn't understand. He invited me to his room down the hall and I accepted his offer. Once inside his room my knees started to knock. I was nervous being there.