She proceeded to tell me she was a witch and had been working on this enchanted mohair for awhile. She knew I was the perfect subject for her experime...nt. She needed a sweater fetishist who could be so over come with emotions, sensual sexual emotions that the subject would project these emotions to her enchanted mohair yarn. The mohair would then feed off it and attach to the subject and become part of the person. Once the mohair attached itself it would morph into whatever the subject wanted it. Danny wasn't going to push it with Brenda, she may have been easy thefirst time he was with her, but she obviously had an attitude adjustmentso he let things drop."Can I get something for you to drink?" he asked."Just a cup of coffee please," she replied."Are you alright Brenda, you seem different?" Bill asked."I'm fine, I'm just a little girl growing up, that's all," she said."I'm kind of in a rush tonight, you said you have something for me?"Bill asked."I have a sample from Susan Marques and. I'm going to make you my bitch and show her that youare nothing special, nothing like the upper class princess you pretend to be.You don't deserve someone like her. I'm going to break you in front of allthese women and your sweet girl." Karen stood, and taking a wide stance, began to remove her belt. Then shestarted the show. "OK girls, get in line and let's whip this haughty bitch'sass," her voice dripping with disdain. She tossed the belt over my head toone of the women behind me. "Everybody. .. except...”“Except for what?”“Except for the ick factor. I don’t know if I can get past it. It’s how I grew up, Jeff. It was drummed into me ... how dirty that part of my body is.”“The way I see it -- buttholes are like opinions. Everybody has one. Sure, it’s icky ... but it’s part of life. We can deal with the ick factor. We can clean you out, first.”“What do you mean?”“It’s called an anal douche. It’s along the lines of a vaginal douche...”“Which is something I know nothing about,” she.