How Helen Learns to Love AnalChapter 10
Morning light roused me. Helen was lying beside me, awake. “Good morning,” I said. “Morning...” “Do you need to use the bathroom?” “I went already,” she replied. “Well, I need to. I forgot about that aspect of enemas.” When I returned Helen was sitting up, still in her peek-a-boo babydoll and with the covers over her lap. “What should we do today?” I asked. “Now, I think I need an enema,” she said. “My tummy is starting to pooch out. Do we need to wait until tonight?” “No. Some think...