..." he replied.He leaned in towards her ear before adding ".....Charles".The hair on Cherry's neck stood on end. "You know?" she whispered."Yes, Mart...a left the door open when it happened. I looked in because Ithought you were getting fired....and then....." John was visibly shakenand had to steel himself in order to continue. "How could they do that.It's so awful. I was too scared to tell you that I saw it."Cherry's mind was racing, trying to figure out how best to use thisdevelopment."Don't. "Hmpf. Get away, your ugly mug must've been scaring away the customers," he says in annoyance. "There's a shipment of precious goods in the basement." Shall I put them on display?" No!" Ober says abruptly. "The clergy would have my head, you fool! I need them cleaned and polished." Yes, sir," you nod.You turn, heading to the back of the room, where you find the trap door down to the basement, heaving it up, you slide in, quickly vaulting down the ladder. You hurry to light the lantern that. When the shower stopped, I called out to her, “Here already?” she asked, “Gonna be hot today, early start,” I replied. “OK” was the reply. I was about the start the edger when I figured I’d better check the gas…both low. I walked back into the garage to get the can. As I turned to go out with the can “A” emerged from the bathroom, I was 10 feet from nirvana. She had her towel wrapped around her head and a tattered old house dress d****d over her shoulders, unbuttoned no less, carrying a. We were alone which was rare, but allowed me the use of any equipment available. The first order of business was to check to see if she followed my instructions. After she was shed of clothing, I motioned for her to climb onto the table and place her feet in the stirrups. As she did this, I noticed she was already aroused. Her labia were swollen and moisture evident. I wondered if it was the stirrups that triggered this or the prep, which consisted of multiple enemas. I figured it was both. .