”All of the wallboard had been put up, but not all of it had been painted. They were walking on bare wood rather than real flooring. Most of the out...lets didn’t have covers on them. It wasn’t very aesthetic, but it was functional. Dave said, “Are you thinking of painting?”“I was thinking about it,” Jack answered thinking that it would be him, Dave, Rich, and Abby doing the painting. With four people painting the walls, they could get a good percentage of it done in one evening.“You’ll wait until. Whenwe picked clothes for me, my mother usually tried to show me some boy'sclothes. Asking if I thought they were nice. No doubt she knew that I wasbeing teased. She knew that I considered myself a princess. Even thoughshe didn't stop calling me that name, she wanted the best for me. I wasgetting so old that I should be a bit more boyish. I rebelled. I did notwant my hair to be cut. I looked at dresses and girls clothes and used mycharm to get my mother to get them. I continued with tights and. " Cherri stated as she again released the enema bag contents and allowed the rest of the two quarts to flow into the bowels of the helpless girl who started to moan now as the pressure of the large enema really built up inside her."Mommy" she almost sobbed "It hurts...Ohhhh I gotta go peepee...it's sooooo warm inside...." she whimpered and squirmed as Cherri removed the enema nozzle and quickly inserted a 2 1/2 inch black butt plug."Hold that butt plug in with your ass muscles you little slut. We kissed very softly and slid our bodies together, our arms and legs intertwined. Derrick came to sit at the end of the bed after just watching for a while and Melanie and I each chose a side to sit beside him. We three shared another long kiss as Melanie brought my hand to Derricks growing cock. She covered my hand with hers and we caressed his beautiful black thing together, watching it grow long and hard again, then we both went to our knees, kissing slowly up his muscled thighs as.