She'd seen enema bags before, but noneof them had this sort of nozzle at the end. she wondered what it was for.A noise at the door startled her and sh...e jumped jerking her hand backfrom the soft rubbery bumps along the nozzle."Sorry Baby Girl," he said. "Daddy didn't hear you wake up." he knelt inthe floor smiling at her as he unlocked the shackle from her ankle. Shejust stared at him a moment as she finished peeing in the toilet.Gently he took hold of her cotton pantys and pulled them down to. I've had some experience with that kind of thing. What kind of fantasies?" What?" What kind of fantasies have you been making up about me?" Mostly they were rescue fantasies. Social workers have those kinds of fantasies." Is that what you want to be?" Yes." The last time a woman had a fantasy that involved me, it brought out my worst." Even worse than the first time around."It can't be this bad," she pointed to the scar on her face.Paul reached across the table and felt the scar with the tips. “That’s good to know, I guess.”He reached down and took my hands, pulling me to my feet. “I hope you’re serious,” he grinned. “I’d love to see you back here regularly.”“Well, maybe you will,” I teased. “I guess you’ll just have to wait and see.” After making sure the coast was clear, I quickly exited the restroom and hurried out of the store, avoiding being seen by the clerk, who was still demonstrating phones. Kathy was sitting on a bench just outside the store, waiting for me. “Well?”. Slide your barearms through the thin shoulder straps.The tee conforms to your emerging new body. Your small breasts bulge abit through the tight tee. The outlines of your erect nipples showthrough the cotton too.Your hips look a bit wider in those cotton panties.You already have the hint of a woman's figure. Look again in the full-length mirror. Your spine curves a bit now and your butt seems toattract your attention in a way it never did before. It is fuller andwider now. It seems to fill.