But that's just me. You may be a very nice man with a forgiving nature." Good point sweetie. Good point. Well, Whittier, I'm not going to offer you an...y deal, because I don't like you or your kind. You give what I do for a living a bad name. If you want to get back at the guy who set you up, you help us. If you don't, that's your problem." Gunny turned his back on Whittier and walked out the door."Mr. Whittier, I think you should talk to Gunny. You would be wrong to think he is going to stay. “I got it on tape,” he said.But, he wasn’t finished with her.“Now, I’m gonna give you an enema,” he announced.He got an inflatable bulb from the linen closet and held it up in front of her face.“I’m gonna put this in your dirty ass. Then I’m gonna make it as big as it can get.”He made Natalie bend over and put her hands on the edge of the tub, lubed the bulb and worked it into her asshole. Once he had it embedded deep in her rectum, he began inflating it.‘OH shit, it feels... huge,’ Natalie. My dreams werevery wet and I was getting embarrassed at having to wash my sheets every single day. I’m sure my mom suspectedthe truth, but the only thing she mentioned about the matter was what a neat and clean boy I was.When I got home from school around 4 o’clock I went to the dryer to gather my sheets and put them on my bed. As Ispread them out on my bed, I noticed a pair of my mother’s sexy silk panties was clinging to the sheets. They werepurple and very skimpy and I picked them up and. "He veered toward the only possible door that would lead us there, pushing it open to find the bed already turned down. Knowing he was about to get laid, his brain did not absorb the fact that the bed had been prepared in advance, although he would probably think about it when he replayed the evening in his mind. And replay it he surely would, as would I.He put me on the bed, surprisingly gently, and knelt between my spread legs. I could see in his eyes that foreplay was over, that he was.