" If it's not turning you on, it wouldn't be any fun for me."She began sniffling. "Now, I've disappointed you." No you haven't. Oh, Monica -- My first... priority is to help you get through these tough times. I can wait ... Hell, I waited all my life. What are a few weeks?" Or, months, or years?" We'll be fine, Monica ... or is it Monnie? That's what your parents call you." It's what my mother calls me. I like hearing you call me Monica." Good night then, Monica." He kissed her forehead.Reid. My tits, my ass. I wanted to be fucked. He caressed my ass with his free hand and continued to finger my ass. ‘Pretty, pretty ass. I want to stuff that butt, little bitch. But first things first.’ He removed his finger. I felt a hard object push into my ass. ‘A warm bath for your ass. Ever had an enema, whore? This one will clean you out well.’I felt the sensation of being filled. The warm water entered my rectum and began filling me up. My tummy seemed to grow. I wasn’t going to be able to. In fact, in the last five years,the only time that I was allowed to be horizontal at all,was either when I was being fucked or sucking somebody, orwhen I was having some surgery done to my face."Water", is gasped, still amazed at what my voice soundedlike now. Five years of way too many hormones and atracheal shave will do that to a girl. The lady agent gaveme a bottle of water, telling me to drink it slowly."You're the one from Mexico, right? You feel like you'reburning up. You must have a. "Bet you can't guess what it is?"Maryon took another drink of wine, a bit more, this time. It was beginning to taste good, and nothing seemed to be happening to her. "Can I touch it?" she asked."Sure, sure," he said expansively. "Hey, come sit on my knee, and then you can open it. But you should guess, first. Bet you don't get it, first time off. Hey, mind my glass!"Wondering what it could be, Maryon hastily had finished off her drink, picked up the package, which seemed light, and sat herself.