Date: Sun, 10 Mar 2013 17:00:12 -0500
From: Jim Vance <jimvance2@hotmail.com>
Subject: Tiny 3-4

                            Tiny
                        By Jim Vance
                 Copyright 2013 by Jim Vance
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                         Part Three
   I woke in the morning when he was getting out of bed.
   "I'm going to get donuts for breakfast. You can go back
to sleep."
   He got dressed and then he bent down and kissed me. I
wrapped my arms around him. I sighed happily and he laughed.
   He left and I got up and walked into the kitchen. Osman
and my sister were there and they were whispering to each
other.
   "Good morning," I said.
   Osman muttered "Good morning."
   Bedia didn't say anything and didn't look at me.
   "Did I do something wrong?" I asked.
   I thought maybe they were mad that I had sex with Dad.
That was so unfair!
   "You are the ones who told me to do it!" I said to them
   Bedia started crying. Then she said "I'm so, so sorry
Tiny."
   "About what?"
   "We heard you scream last night." Osman said.
   "I know. I couldn't believe it. But why are you mad at
me?"
   "We aren't mad! We feel terrible that he hurt you and we
convinced you to do it," Bedia said.
   "I wasn't screaming because I was in pain."
   Osman looked at me and I grinned at him.
   "We thought he was raping you!"
   "No, we both liked it a lot!"
   "And he didn't hurt you?" Bedia asked.
   "No!"
   I said to Osman "We had sex three times! I was hoping we
would have sex this morning, but maybe he's tired."
   He laughed and then he got up and hugged me.
   He whispered "I love you."
   I whispered it back and kissed his ear. While Bedia
wasn't looking I rubbed Osman's crotch. He grinned at me.
   "Dad asked me if I wanted to sleep in his bed from now
on. I told him yes. So I guess Dottie is history."
   Bedia hugged me and thanked me.
   Dad came in with donuts and a big smile.
   He looked at me and said "Do they know?"
   "Yes."
   I thought Dad would be mad, but he smiled and said
"Good. I wasn't looking forward to pretending."
   "Osman, does this upset you?"
   "No, Dad. I'm happy if you are happy." Dad nodded and
smiled at him.
   Bedia said "I want you to be happy too, Daddy. We all
want that. It will be our secret."
   "Well, I don't know if anyone cares, but I am extremely
happy!" I said.
   Hasan leaned over and kissed me on the mouth.
   "I brought donuts," he said. "The eclairs are for Tiny."
I love eclairs!
   Bedia had made coffee. I poured Dad a cup and handed it
to him. He winked at me and I smiled back at him.
   I pulled the eclairs out. There were eight!
   "I can't eat all these."
   Dad pulled me onto his lap and I wrapped one arm around
his neck. I wanted to kiss him, but Dad might not want me to
do that in front of Osman and Bedia. I shared the eclairs
and we all laughed and talked. I could feel my husband's
hard cock under me. After we ate, Dad took my hand and we
went to the bedroom.
   I unbuttoned his shirt while he watched me. When I had
his shirt open, I ran my hands over his chest.
   "I love how hairy you are. It makes my dick hard. Can I
suck you?"
   "I will never say no to that, Tiny."
   I unbuckled his pants and then unzipped them. I pulled
them down and Hasan stepped out of them. I pulled down his
shorts and saw his hard cock. It was wet. I moaned when I
saw it.
   "I love your cock, Dad. I think it's beautiful." I felt
a vein that ran along the side of it. His cock was hard, but
soft. I thought it was wonderful.
   "A wife should be devoted to her husband's cock."
   "I am. I want to please you so much you will never want
me to leave your bed."
   "Tiny, do not worry about that. I will tell you a
secret. I have wanted to fuck you for a long time. Sometimes
I would go into your room at night and stroke myself while I
looked at you. I would shoot my seed into a towel while I
imagined I was shooting it inside you. I never imagined you
would want me the way I want you."
   "I do, Dad. I want you just as much."
   "So do not worry. You will remain in my bed as long as
you wish. When you are older and have finished school, you
can remain with me as my wife, if that is your wish." I was
so happy.
   "Do not cry, my love. Suck!" He pushed my shoulders
down. I knelt and took him in my mouth. I loved the taste of
his cock.
   I pulled of it and said "Hasan, Hasan, I..."
   "What is it Tiny?"
   "I want to make you cum all the time. I want to make you
groan in happiness all the time. Please! Tell me how you
like it best."
   He smiled at me and said "Suck on the head while you
stroke the shaft. Pull on my balls with your other hand."
   I did exactly that. After a few minutes, Hasan groaned
and I tasted his cum as it filled my mouth. I loved the feel
of each spurt hitting the back of my throat. I moaned at the
flavor of my husband.
   Afterwards we both got completely undressed and got into
bed. Hasan pulled me close and kissed me. He ran his hands
over me while we kissed. He pushed one hand under me and
then pushed a finger into me. He began fucking me with his
finger and I moaned.
   "Do you like that, Tiny?"
   "Oh, yes, Dad."
   He continued finger-fucking me as we kissed. I loved the
taste of my husband's mouth. I thought kissing him was
almost as good as sex.
   Finally he pulled away. He picked up the jar of
vaseline.
   "We need a much bigger jar of this!" he said as he
grinned at me.
   "Yeah. A lifetime supply!"
   "Tiny, how did you learn this stuff?"
   I didn't know whether I should tell him the truth about
Osman helping me. But if he was my husband, I should be
honest.
   "I asked Osman to show me how to do things."
   Dad laughed. "And he told you all this?"
   "He...let me practice on him."
   Hasan squinted his eyes at me. I really hoped he wasn't
mad at Osman or me.
   "I love Osman, Dad. Please don't be mad at either of us.
I had no idea what to do with you. I wanted to please you
and I thought I needed to learn how."
   "Oh, Tiny. How can I be mad when you did it for me? I
love Osman, too. I am not mad at him. I am just surprised,
that's all. And you should love your brother!
   "So you sucked your brother's cock?"
   "Yes, Dad."
   "Did you enjoy it?"
   I didn't know what to say. I really didn't want to
displease him.
   "Yes, I enjoyed it. If I hadn't, I probably wouldn't
have wanted to suck you so badly." He smiled at me.
   "Did he fuck you?" I didn't say anything. I knew Hasan
thought he'd taken my virginity.
   "Osman put his fingers in me."
   Dad sighed with relief. I felt bad about lying, but I
knew I'd said the right thing.
   "I am very pleased to hear that. No man wants a young
bride who is not a virgin."
   "I know."
   "Do you want to continue to have sex with your brother?"
   "That is up to you. You are my husband. I want to make
my brother happy, but I want to make you happier."
   Dad smiled at me and said "I love you, Tiny."
   "Is it all right to continue having sex with him?"
   "What kind of a father would I be if I said you could
not have sex with your brother?" I stared at him. Dad
laughed and said, "That sounded better in my head!"
   I laughed.
   "Put your underwear on and go get Osman."
   I found Osman in the den watching TV.
   "Dad wants to see you."
   "Is everything OK, Tiny?"
   "I hope so."
   We walked back to Dad's bedroom.
   "Shut the door, Tiny."
   Dad said to Osman "Tiny told me you helped him learn
about sex."
   Osman looked scared, but he said "Yes, Dad."
   "Do you love your brother?"
   "Yes, Dad. I love him very much."
   "Do you love him in a romantic way?"
   Osman looked miserable and scared.
   Osman said "Yes," very softly. I was surprised.
   Dad sighed and didn't say anything for a while.
   Then he said "If you were another man, I would be angry.
But you are my son and Tiny's brother. That makes it very
different. I want you to be happy too, Osman. How can I be
angry that my son loves his brother the same way I love my
son?"
   "Tiny, do you love your brother romantically?"
   "I don't know, Hasan. Maybe. I know I love him very much
and would do anything to make him happy."
   Dad gave me big smile, so I knew he liked my answer.
   "Tiny, you can make your brother happy, if you want to,
when I am not home. When I am home, you are my wife. You
will focus completely on me. Do you understand?"
   "Yes, Hasan. I understand completely. I really do want
to make you happy and I will try to never do anything that
will make you unhappy."
   "I know, Tiny, my love.
   "Do you understand, Osman?"
   Osman hugged Dad with tears in his eyes. He kissed Dad's
cheek and said "Thank you."
   "Osman, you can go. I plan to spend the day in bed with
my new wife. Tell Bedia to make lunch for us and I want you
to bring ours in here to us when it is ready."
   "I will Dad. I hope you will be very happy. I really do.
Bedia does too."
   "I am a very, very lucky man."
   Osman left and Dad had me lie on my stomach with a
pillow under my middle. Dad pulled my cheeks apart and blew
on my hole. It made me shiver.
   "I want to be able to eat my cum out of your cunt. You
will have to keep it very clean. Do you understand?"
   "Yes, Dad."
   "Give yourself an enema every evening so you will be
ready for me."
   "I will."
   "I like the taste of my cum, too. It will taste even
sweeter from being inside your body." I moaned when he said
that and he smiled.
   "I will lick it out of you and share it with you, if you
like." I moaned again.
   Dad greased my hole and then his cock. He pressed it to
my hole and pushed it all the way in quickly. I screamed and
he covered my mouth with his hand.
   "You must learn to take me the way I want it. Do you
understand?"
   "Yes," I panted.
   He lay on top of me for a while and the pain slowly went
away. Then he began moving. He made slow thrusts at first.
Then he started to make circular thrusts with his cock
hitting in different places inside me. He began pounding me
and I groaned with each thrust.
   He slowed down and asked "Do you like this?"
   "Yes, Dad, yes!"
   "Which way do you like it better, on your stomach or on
your back?"
   "I like it best however you like it."
   "That is a very good answer, Tiny. I like them both. We
will try different positions."
   After a while Dad leaned forward and kissed me. It was
difficult to do it well in that position. He pulled out of
my cunt and lay on his back.
   "Climb on, Tiny."
   I held his cock up and sat on it. Once he was buried
inside me he pulled me forward and kissed me. I held his
face and kissed him right back.
   "Fuck yourself, Tiny. Bounce on my cock."
   I began and Dad helped with his hands around me waist.
   "I like it like this! I hope you do."
   Hasan winked at me. "I like any position that gets my
cock inside your beautiful body." I smiled at my husband.
His cock was rubbing something inside me when I was at a
certain angle. I started moving at that angle and a tingle
started. I groaned and cum shot out of my dick. It felt
incredible. I looked at Hasan and he had a big smile.
   "My cock made you cum."
   "I know! It was wonderful!"
   Dad laughed. He wiped some of the cum off the head of my
cock and sucked it off his fingers.
   "You taste as good as you look, Tiny."
   "You do, too, Dad."
   I sped up. I wanted to make Dad cum.
   "It's your turn, my love!" I said to him.
   His eyes softened when I said that. I realized that he
really did love me as much as I loved him.
   "I want to make you cum!"
   I started bouncing faster and faster. He shouted and I
knew he was filling me with his cum. I could feel the warmth
of it inside me. I slid slowly up and down on his cock. He
was turning his head from side to side as his cock throbbed
in me. Finally, he grabbed me and held me still.
   I leaned down and kissed him.
   "I love you so much!" I told him, panting.
   "I love you. I love your sweet cunt. It massages my cock
and pulls every drop of cum out of me."
   I got back up but stayed on his cock. I ran my hands
over my husband's body. I loved doing that. I loved the feel
of his hair on my fingers. I rubbed one of his nipples and
watched it stiffen. I didn't know they did that. I did it to
his other nipple. I leaned down to suck one, but I couldn't
reach it. I went back to stroking his body.
   "You like the way your husband looks?" he asked me.
   "I love everything about you. The way you look, the way
you sound, the way you taste, the way you smell, and the way
you feel when you are inside me."
   Dad sighed happily and put his arms under his head.
   "I am just realizing how much fun we are going to have.
At first I was doing it to please you, but it feels
wonderful for me too. I...I think I am in love with you!"
   Dad got tears in his eyes. He pulled me close and we
kissed again.
   "We will have many happy years full of pleasure. You
will please me and I will please you. We will be very happy.
You know that no one can know about us?"
   "Of course!"
   "I have to take a leak." I pulled off him and I felt his
cum run down my leg. Dad went into the bathroom and pissed.
I could see his cock and the toilet from the bed. It was
half hard. I looked at his cock. I wanted it. I looked up at
him and he was looking at me.
   "Don't worry, your friend will be right back." Then he
shook his cock. I laughed.
   When he finished, he wet a towel and cleaned his cock.
   "I hope that means I get to suck it!" I said.
   Hasan laughed and said "That's exactly what it means! I
want to keep my wife happy and that means filling her with
my seed at both ends."
   He finished and got back in bed. He straddled me and
rubbed his the dark red head of his cock on my lips.
   "Here is your friend. Did you miss him?"
   "Yes!"
   I opened my mouth and Hasan pushed his cock into it. He
held my head and began moving it on his cock. I moaned at
the taste. I loved it.
   I reached up and pulled on his nipples. Hasan groaned,
so I did it again. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and
rolled back onto the bed.
   "Your mother, bless her soul, refused to suck me. She
said it was disgusting and awful."
   "I think it's delicious and wonderful!" We both laughed.
   "I love how it feels when your cum hits the back of my
throat. Feeling your cock throbbing as it fills my mouth
with your cum. It's just...wonderful!"
   Hasan laughed and said "Come here, beautiful. We have
all day. Let's just cuddle for a bit."
   We kissed for a while and discovered each other's
bodies. I kissed just about every spot on my husband's body.
I played with his balls a while.
   "I love your balls!"
   Dad laughed.
   "You just like them because they make your favorite
drink."
   "I love them because they make my favorite drink!"
   Dad pulled his foreskin over the head of his cock.
   "See if you can push your tongue in between the foreskin
and the head. Then lick."
   I did it and Dad moaned.
   "It is so good, my love!" It was! I liked it!
   I kept licking and his cock began to leak. I lapped his
juice.
   "Yes, Tiny! Yes!"
   I kept licking. His moans made me happy. I was causing
them!
   Finally, I had to have it! I wanted his cum. I began
stroking the shaft with my hand and Dad shouted and pushed
my head down on his cock. He grunted with each spurt of cum.
My mouth filled and I swallowed. It continued to fill. It
slowed and I swallowed again.
   Dad grabbed my head and pulled me off his cock.
   "Wow! That was fantastic!" I said.
   He just smiled at me looking completely satisfied. And I
had done that, too!
   He pulled me up and I laid on my side next to him. I
rested my head on his chest and fell asleep.
   I woke to him shaking me. I looked up and Osman was
smiling at me. He had our lunch.
   "You wore him out!" Osman said to Dad.
   "You don't know yet, but you will! He wore me out! He
has learned something new and he is very good at it."
   I looked at Dad and he was smiling at me.
   I said "I hope you enjoyed being worn out. Otherwise, I
am not doing my job."
   Dad laughed and said to Osman "Your brother is a very
dedicated worker." They both laughed.
   "Yes, my love. You were wonderful. I have nothing to
compare it to, but if there were more of you, no man would
ever marry a woman."
   I felt good about that.
   Osman left and I got the food ready for Dad.
   "You need to learn to cook and keep house, Tiny. Have
Bedia teach you. Once she marries and moves, you will take
care of me and Osman if he is still here."
   "Yes, Dad. I will enjoy doing things for you."
   "Tiny, you are the best wife any man could have. I am so
lucky that you love me."
   "I'm the lucky one."
   We smiled at each other and ate.
   "Is there anything you want to do this afternoon?"
   "Sex?"
   Dad laughed. "I meant besides that."
   "No. I love being close to you. Sleeping on you just now
was wonderful."
   "It was. Truly. It also gave my cock time to recharge."
   I rubbed my hands together and Dad laughed again.
   Dad felt he'd fed me enough cum, so he fucked me twice
that afternoon. I was starting to love getting fucked by my
husband.
   We finally showered together and left the bedroom for
supper.
   Dad was in a terrific mood and so were the rest of us.
Once again, he wanted me to sit on his lap while we ate. I
loved it.
   When we went to bed, I sucked him, and then we went to
sleep.


                          Part Four
   I woke in the morning when Hasan was getting ready to
work. It was summer, so I didn't have school.
   "Is there anything you would like to have for dinner,
Dad? I will have Bedia teach me to make it."
   "No. With you on my lap, I won't be thinking of food
anyway!"
   I laughed.
   "I love you, Dad. I'll miss you!"
   He bent down and kissed me passionately.
   "I overslept so I don't have time for sex. Isn't that
awful?"
   I laughed and said "It is! It's tragic!"
   "I will call you from work. I won't be able to say much
over the phone. I will miss you, too, my love."
   He left the house. I wondered what to do and then I
remembered Osman.
   I snuck into his bedroom. He was still asleep. I
carefully got onto his bed and pulled out his cock. It was
already hard. I bent over and started sucking him.
   "Oh, Tiny," he moaned. "What a way to wake up!"
   I decided to do what Dad had taught me and Osman moaned.
   "Is that what Dad said you learned?"
   I pulled up and said "Yes. Do you like it?"
   "It feels incredible."
   I wanted Osman's cum, so I started stroking the shaft.
   He grunted as his warm cum shot into my mouth. I gulped
it down. I wanted every drop. He shot a lot of cum.
   After he softened, I got up and laid down next to him.
He turned to face me and we kissed. Osman's kisses are more
tender while Dad's are more passionate, but I like them just
as much.
   "Do you want me to be your day wife?"
   Osman laughed. "What?"
   "I am Dad's wife at night."
   "Oh. Tiny! You don't have to be my wife and take care of
me. I want to take care of you!"
   "I love you, Osman."
   "I love you."
   We held each other for a while. Then Osman started
sucking me,
   "Oh, Osman! It feels so good!"
   I shouted as I came. Osman swallowed all of it.
   We kissed and cuddled.
   "What do you want to do today, Tiny."
   "Dad told me I needed to learn how to cook and keep
house for him and you. I guess I should get started.
   "Osman, Dad thinks he took my virginity. He was proud of
it."
   "He did take it." Osman winked at me.
   "I was wondering if you wanted to do it again."
   "I do if you do."
   "I definitely want you to fuck me." He smiled at me.
   "Let's sleep a little more, Tiny. It's still early."
   He pulled me close and we went to sleep.
   We finally got up and ate breakfast. After we finished,
the phone rang and I picked it up.
   "Hello?"
   "Hello, Tiny," Hasan said. Then he whispered "I need
you, baby. Can you come down here?"
   "Sure, Dad! I'll be there in a little bit."
   It was about three miles to where Dad worked. I rode my
bike. I pedaled as fast as I could. I found him in the auto
shop.
   He smiled at me.
   "Follow me."
   He walked into a small bathroom and locked the door
behind us. He bent down and kissed me.
   "I haven't been able to concentrate on work, baby, I
need you to help me."
   "What do you need, Dad?"
   He unzipped his pants and I smiled at him.
   I reached in and pulled out his cock.
   I knelt and began sucking him.
   Dad moaned. I reached into his pants and pulled out his
balls.
   Dad started thrusting into my mouth. After a couple of
minutes, I pulled on his balls and he came. I gulped down
the warm liquid. It was thicker than it had been yesterday,
but I liked it just as much.
   When Dad pulled his cock out of my mouth, he squeezed a
few drops of cum out of his cock. He rubbed it into my face
while he gave me a sexy looking smirk.
   "I like the idea of my bride having my cum on her face."
   I smiled at him. "I like it too."
   He kissed me and said "Thank you, baby. That's the
problem with having a new beautiful bride. I can't think of
anything else. I'll see you when I get home. Make sure your
cunt is clean."
   "I will Dad. I love you." I looked at his beautiful
prick. "You are still hard, Dad. Let me suck you again."
   "It would take too long. Later, baby."
   He opened the door and I left.
   When I got home, Osman said "Where did you go?"
   I whispered "Dad was horny, so I gave him a blow job at
work."
   Osman's eyes bugged out.
   "Are you horny, Osman?"
   He grinned at me. Then he took my hand and we walked to
his bedroom.
   We kissed for a while then I asked him "What would you
like to do?"
   "What do you want to do, Tiny?"
   "I want you to fuck me. Over and over."
   "Get the vaseline." I got it out of Hasan's bedroom.
   "Put it on my cock, Tiny." I smiled at Osman and then I
rubbed it on his cock
   "Get on your back." I rolled over and pulled my legs up.
   "Are you ready, Tiny?"
   "Yes!"
   "Do you want it?"
   "Yes!"
   "What do you want?"
   "I want you, Osman. I want my big brother's cock inside
me!"
   Osman smiled at me and pushed his cock into me slowly.
   "Do you like my cock, Tiny?"
   "I love it! I really do!"
   Osman began thrusting into me. He pressed his mouth to
mine and we kissed. I wrapped my arms around my big
brother's neck.
   "Osman, you are such a stud! Fuck me!"
   Osman sped up his thrusts.
   "Tiny, you make me feel like a stud!"
   I rubbed my hands over him.
   "Fill my cunt with your cum!"
   Osman groaned and I knew he was coming inside me. I
stroked my cock a couple of times and I came too.
   "Wee!"
   Osman laughed. He started to pull out.
   "No! Please stay in me! It's wonderful having you inside
me."
   Osman stayed inside and fell on top of me. We kissed and
I ran my fingers through my brother's hair.
   He stopped kissing me and said "I'm sweating all over
you."
   "I know! Isn't it great!" He laughed.
   I sighed and said "Osman, I want you on me and in me."
   "Tiny, I love you. I want you. But you're dad's wife."
   "Dad said I was his wife when he is home. Dad said I
could make you happy when he isn't here. And I want to,
Osman."
   "That's fantastic! We don't have to hide the way we
feel," Osman said.
   "I don't know how Bedia will feel about it," I said.
Osman shrugged.
   I laughed. "What is it, Tiny?"
   "Dad said, 'What kind of a father would I be if I told
Osman he couldn't fuck you?" Osman laughed, loudly. "He also
said that when Bedia leaves home, I will take care of you
two. So I guess I will always have two gorgeous, sexy,
loving husbands. I mean, if you want to."
   Osman kissed me passionately. Then he sighed. "Tiny, as
much as I would love to always be your lover, I don't know
if I can share you with Dad. Do you know what I mean?"
   "Yes, I know." I got tears in my eyes. Osman wiped one
away.
   "The problem is not that I don't want you. I do. Very
much. Seeing Dad with you will hurt."
   "I understand. Well, you are still my brother and the
nicest person I know!"
   "That's right, baby. And I love you so much!"
   "Will you show me how to keep my cunt clean? Dad wants
me to do that. He said something about enemas this evening
before he gets home."
   "Sure, baby. I'll help you."
   Then Osman kissed me again and he began fucking me.
   "I thought you didn't think we could be lovers."
   "We'll stop tomorrow. Or the next day! We'll taper off,
starting next year." We both laughed.
   "I like that plan!"
   "Me, too."
   Osman fucked me again and we both came.
   "I want to take you to lunch, baby. Will you let me?"
   "OK."
   We went to the restaurant near our house. Dottie saw us
and came over.
   "How are you two good-looking boys doing?"
   "Fine, Dottie. How are you?" Osman said politely. My
brother could act!
   "I'm fine. Will your dad be joining you?"
   "No."
   She walked off.
   "That's a shame! I'll miss her!"
   We both laughed.
   We ate and Osman seemed very happy. I was too.
   On our way home, Osman said "Tiny, when you were looking
at me in the restaurant, I think...no one will ever love me
as much as you."
   "I do love you. Very much. I think I'm in love with you,
too."
   "And I love you and want you very much. We'll make it
work, Tiny. Somehow. I think I would much rather share you
than not have you at all."
   I held Osman's hand. "I'm glad."
   "Let's go get what you need for Dad."
   We went to a drug store and bought the kits.
   When we got home, we took a shower together and I sucked
Osman in the shower. Then he sucked me. I didn't cum, but it
was still nice.
   Bedia saw us laughing and asked "Why are you two in such
a good mood?"
   I couldn't tell her the real reason, so I said "We saw
Dottie at lunch. She was asking about Dad."
   Bedia started laughing. "She is going to be pissed!"
   "I don't think Abdi's father will want you to say
'pissed'," Osman said.
   "Well, I won't say it around him, then!" We all laughed.
   We went into Osman's room and cuddled on the bed.
   "I will really miss the summer break, Osman. It will be
wonderful spending time together, but once school starts,
there won't be much time for us."
   "We will still be together, even if we don't have as
much private time.
   "Tiny, does it bother you that Dad calls you his wife?"
   "No. I know I'm not a woman. If it makes him happy, it's
fine with me. I would rather be your lover than your wife
though. Do you know what I mean?"
   "Yes, I know exactly. I don't think I could ever
consider you as my wife. For one thing, I've never wanted a
wife!"
   "So I'll have a husband and a lover I sneak around
with!"
   "Yeah! I'll grab you and pull you into the closet to
kiss you!" We laughed.
   "Do you want to take a nap, Tiny?"
   "Do you think Bedia will see us?"
   "I'll put a chair under the door knob."
   We got in bed and Osman pulled me close to him. I fell
asleep.
   After our nap, I used the enema kit. It was easy.