"I'm gonna go change," Charlotte said. "I'll be right back." I'll help Amy get her bag up to her room," I added.Amy left, following Charlotte up the s...tairs."Where's Sheila?" I asked them."She's locked up down in the studio with a plate of food. I don't think that girl plans on even sleeping this weekend, never mind coming up here to mingle." She should at least come and meet Amy!" I said."Yeah. I told her that. But she wouldn't listen. She won't show me what she's done so far either."I picked. She shrugged and rolled her eyes to think. She was easy to read. I knew she still had some fear of fully committing to a relationship. Afterall we barely knew some basic things about one another. We never met each other’s family and have only known a few friends. We’ve never had any dates (except for the first time we’ve met) and the only romantic situations we’ve been in only started a few weeks after I’ve settled in my apartment (which was quite recent). We would have sex at an almost daily. I also confessed to him that after he took his fucking I was going to whip his butt hard!Once the bottle was empty I forced him to hold the enema for several minutes so the alcohol would get him nice and high. Once I knew he was tipsy I escorted him to the toilet to get rid of the fluids. I took Michael back into the shower scrubbing his butt crack squeaky clean with lots of soap until I knew it was lickable. I love eating assholes, especially my lesbo lover Claire whom always has her asshole. " Jim grabbed the gentle bay gelding's lead rope and looped it around the horse's neck and back to the halter where he tied it as an improvised set of reins. He easily lifted Angel onto the horse's broad back and leaped up behind her.As soon as Jim was secure up behind her Angel reined the horse out of the yard and loped up the road toward the church. They saw the Padre striding hurriedly in their direction and Angel reined the horse to a stop beside him.Jim lightly slid down over the horse's.