When I arrived at the restaurant Dawn had suggested for our meeting, I immediately saw her standing outside, waiting for me. She was wearing a jacket and a skirt, which I thought was a bit light for the season. She hugged me, and asked me how I was feeling, and I told her how much better I felt after getting some sleep and recovering the rest of the way from the bug I had. We walked into the restaurant, and she had already given her name to the hostess for a table. We quickly were ushered to a booth, and I escorted Dawn to one seat, and then I seated myself across from her. After a moment, Dawn got up and moved over to the same side as I was sitting on. She had taken off her jacket, and I could see she wasn't wearing a bra, but had on a fairly heavy sweater. I think a lot of eyes suddenly started following her as soon as she took off her jacket! I had on some pants that tended to ride up my leg and Dawn leaned against me and her leg brushed mine. I was surprised at the warmth and softness of her leg, and realized she wasn't wearing hose. I asked her "Aren't you cold outside without hose?" She said "Hose? You mean (bitter face) Panty Hose?!? Yuck. I actually only own 2 pair, I think, and NEVER wear them. I HATE the feeling - like being encased in a body cast or something - they make me itch. Anyway, I just don't get chilled easily, and thinking of you kept me VERY warm, too!" We discussed the menu for a bit, and then ordered when the waiter arrived. Dawn was very interested in what I had ordered, and was almost annoying me with picking bits off my plate, and I had to tell her "Hey, this is the first decent meal I've had in a week, and I AM hungry!" She said I was welcome to anything on her plate to compensate. I asked her if she wasn't worried about picking up the bug I had, and she said she was very healthy, she thought it had to do with keeping her colon clean, as the colon can become a reservoir for infectious organisms. Anyway, if she hadn't gotten the darn thing in the last couple of weeks at the health center, it was pretty unlikely she'd get it from me now that I was recovered.

The waiter had been hovering around, and I was getting a bit annoyed by his interfering in our conversation. He made a round of his tables, and then it looked like he was heading back our way. Dawn said "Is this guy fawning over me? Watch this!" She pulled down at the hem of her sweater, exposing a good deal more of her ample cleavage as the pest approached. He started droning on about "have you noticed the blend of fine herbs on the salmon blah blah blah" as Dawn seemed quite intent on what he was saying. At the same time, she slowly leaned toward him, making her cleavage show even more and more through the scoop neck of her sweater. I thought she might actually fall out of her sweater when she said, right in the middle of his spiel "Are you fawning over me?" The waiter sputtered to a stop like a lawn mower running out of gas, and then just stood there, blinking at her for a couple of seconds. Finally, he said "I'm terribly sorry, please let me apologize, I promise I'll leave you alone. If you need anything, just wave your arm." And, he did what he promised. I was kind of amazed, she'd totally psyched the guy out with 5 words (and a good deal of body language)! Dawn took this in stride, as if she had to do this all the time. Then, of course, I realized that she probably DID have to do this sort of thing frequently.

Anyway, we finished the meal, mostly engaging in small talk, but occasionally getting back to our favorite subject. When we got up to pay our bill, I asked if we should tip the waiter generously, because he left us alone, or stiff him because of his outrageous behavior in the beginning. Dawn said "Oh, we might as well be nice to him, as he did leave us alone after I called him on his behavior. I have that effect on people, they want an excuse to come by for one more look (over and over)! People with small minds really can't help themselves, like a moth to a candle." There was a bit of a line waiting for the cashier, so I began to hug Dawn, and she was quite enthusiastic in return. I ran my hands up and down her back a few times, it was kind of exciting to feel her back without a bra strap in the middle. Then, I put my hands on the back of her skirt. She sighed. I then began to stroke her backside, and she suddenly stiffened, I heard a quick intake of breath and she whispered very quickly in my ear "Don't raise my skirt!" with a tone of great urgency. It took me only a millisecond to realize she must not have panties on under the skirt! YIKES! I said "Dawn, you little devil!" She replied "At 5'10", I'm not little." leaving the rest of the statement to stand! By the time I got to the cashier, I think I was pretty red.

We walked the short distance to the building she lived in. She had somehow wrangled a single room in the nurses-in-training residence, although she was an undergrad, and not actually even planning on going into nurses training! I asked how the HELL she had managed this, and she said that working in the student health service had opened some doors for her, networking and knowing a lot of the people in the N-I-T program and the university hospital. When she hit the elevator button for the 14th floor, I said "Wait a minute! These places always have a seniority list for the higher floors because of the view. How do you rate the next to the top floor? Oh no, Now I get it, its those eyes of yours! You hypnotized somebody to jump you to the top of the list!" Dawn appeared hurt that I was accusing her of taking unfair advantage of people. She said very strongly that she would NEVER do that, but that she DID occasionally ask for favors that she might not really be entitled to. People had the option to tell her no, but they usually did not. "But, for God's sake, I don't go around hypnotizing people to get what I want. Umm, I DID know that the lady who works out the room scheduling took enemas often, as I had talked to her while working one summer. And, I DID ask her if there was any way I could get a room with a private bathroom, as I took frequent enemas. She said she'd see what she could do. And, the top two floors are the only ones with private bath. So, as one "water girl" to another, she did me a big favor. I DID NOT hypnotize her!"

Wow! I just couldn't believe how forward Dawn was in following her passion! I couldn't take enemas in my dorm because I'd have to expel in a public bathroom. She went right in and ASKED for a private bathroom because she took enemas! Whew! I couldn't believe how bold she was! (I was just beginning to see the first signs of her boldness. I'd be seeing a lot more, later.)

We got to her room, she opened the door, ushered me in, and closed and locked the door behind her. She immediately grabbed me in the most passionate embrace, and kissed me on the lips so hard I thought I'd bleed! After a few moments, she sat down on the bed, and motioned for me to sit by her. We started talking about all sorts of things, our studies, our parents and siblings, growing up, but the talk always returned to enemas every few minutes. After a while, she asked if I'd mind if she got more comfortable. I knew she was only wearing two pieces of clothing, so I didn't see how she could get much more comfortable without stripping. I said "Of course, I don't mind." She put her arms over her head and slipped the sweater off in one quick motion. Her breasts bounced as the sweater slipped off, and she put her arm across my shoulder, looked deeply into my eyes again, and then leaned across me. We had been sitting parallel to each other for a bit, but she then had turned so we were facing each other, but with our hips touching, side by side. So, when she leaned across me, she was able to nestle her head in my neck while she pressed her chest against mine. After a moment, she asked if she could remove my shirt. I, of course, said OK. Nothing like being seduced by a woman to really turn you on! After removing my shirt, she leaned across me again, and moaned that my skin felt so GOOD to her. Of course, she felt incredibly good against me, too! I noticed again that she was VERY warm. Every time she had ever touched me, she just felt very warm to me. We talked on again about various things, but she started to tell me how she took enemas, how much water, how many at a session, etc. Finally, she said "Well, I gave you four enemas Wednesday night, would you like to give me a few enemas?" I, of course, said emphatically that I would be DELIGHTED to return the favor! After a moment, she got up, and dropped her skirt with one hooked finger in the waistband, just making a circular motion around her hips. Wow, that was erotic, too. I saw her tummy for the first time, and was just the slightest bit surprised at how very flat it was. I guess that comes from a clean, empty colon.

We went into the bathroom, and she took a 3500 cc clear plastic bag (identical to the one that was used on me at the health center) off her towel rack, and handed it to me. Instead of the bulbous plastic nozzle used on me, however, it was fitted with a large colon tube, about 1/2" diameter. She told me what temperature to use (she liked her enemas VERY warm) and said to fill the bag to 3000 CC, then I'd let some water run through the tube down to 2500 cc and clamp it. She told me to put one teaspoon of Castille soap in the water and cap the bag. As I was doing this, she sat on the toilet and emptied her bladder like she used the toilet right in front of people every day. I sloshed the water in the bag, and then let the water flow through the tube as she'd instructed. We then walked to the bed, and she showed me where she wanted the bag hung. She had a bar with hooks spaced vertically every 6 inches attached to a shelf near the bed. She then handed me a jar of vaseline, and instructed me to lube her rectum, as she laid down on her left side. I did so, and after a minute or so, she told me to stop, she didn't want to orgasm yet. I lubed the colon tube and asked how deep she wanted it. She said about a foot, usually. I gently eased the large tube into her, and she sighed several times until I had eased the requested foot of tube into her with practically no resistance. I then opened the clamp, and she sighed again, several times. The water flowed pretty rapidly into her through the large diameter tubing. After just two minutes or so, the bag was empty. She rolled onto her back, with her knees bent. She turned to me, and her face was absolutely radiant, a smile, a soft flushed color, and her eyes were so full of, well, something emotional, I was sure, but I couldn't quite read it. Desire? Friendship? Love? Just plain sexual pleasure? She said "Please massage my tummy, will you?" I gently started to stroke her belly, mostly paying attention to her descending colon, which was noticeably full. Her belly gurgled, and eventually the fullness dissipated, as the water moved higher up. I massaged more around the transverse, and the cecum, although there wasn't much water there. She sighed several times, and finally asked me to rub "right about here." It was kind of in the middle of her belly, about two inches below her belly button, and definitely below her transverse colon when she was laying down. I wondered what I was rubbing there, but after a bit I felt something there, kind of a small firm spot. I realized I was rubbing her uterus through her belly, and thought the lower part, near the cervix, might be more sensitive, and the upper part, near the ovaries might be unpleasantly sensitive. So, I tried to rub where I thought she would like it most, and she moaned several times, and then said, "Oh, I think I need to let this out." I moved off the bed to allow her to get up, and she so gently took my hand, and asked "Would you be embarrassed to sit with me in the bathroom?" I told her no, I'd be glad to sit there, I'd been in the bathroom when my sister expelled her enemas, and wouldn't be embarrassed. She went in, sat down, and just exploded on the pot. It took her only about 4 minutes, I think, to expel the enema. I was a bit surprised how quickly she just blew it out. Then, she asked me to totally fill the bag, and to put 2 teaspoons of the castille soap in it, cap it and flip it end over end to mix the soap. I did all this, and we returned to the bed. This time she instructed me to put the bag on the highest hook, and to grease over 2 feet ofthe colon tube. She got on the bed in the knee-chest position, and I lubed her bottom. She was lubricating profusely at this point. I began to slide the tube into her, and after about a foot, she told me to turn on the flow. Then, she asked me to gently push the tube forward until all the lubed part was inside her! I did this, as she moaned and rocked forward and backward. Pretty soon, the 2+ feet of tube was inside her. I asked how far that reached up inside her colon, and she said it was just past her splenic flexure. She just assumed I knew what that was, and I did. I was amazed, I felt very little resistance while advancing the tube, and she showed no sign of discomfort at all. In a couple of minutes, the entire bag had drained into her. She asked me to rub her bottom. I wasn't sure what she meant, maybe she was testing me, here. I felt she probably wanted to reach orgasm on this enema, so I very gently began to stroke her vulva with my whole hand. She certainly didn't indicate any displeasure with this, so I continued, until she was rocking and moaning quite excitedly. She then asked me to "wiggle the tube", so I grabbed it and began wiggling it and stroking it in and out. She groaned and started to bounce her back up and down. She then reached out with her hand, and slipped my hand under her breast. I found her engorge dnipple, and gently squeezed it between my fingers as I continued to pump the tube in and out of her bottom. She let out a loud moan, and through the tube I could feel her powerful pelvic muscle contractions. She slowly slid from the knee-chest position to laying flat on her tummy, and her heavy breathing continued for a minute. She then got back up on her hands and knees, but her legs were trembling. I took her arm, and helped support her weight as we walked slowly to the bathroom. Before sitting, she turned, and embraced me. I asked her "You've got four quarts inside you, don't you need to expel?" She replied "Yes, but I need to hold you more, right now." After a minute, she let go of me and took her seat. She began to slide the tube out of her, and the sensation made her tremble a bit, and then the water began to spew out of her colon. As she expelled, she just looked up into my eyes, and I stood there, speechless, looking down at her. It was a very emotional time.

After just a few minutes on the pot, she was pretty empty, and she asked me "Would you like an enema tonight, or are you still OK from last Wednesday night?" I told her I'd LOVE an enema, especially in this "less clinical" setting! She asked me to prepare 2500 cc of cool water, with 2 teaspoons of salt in it. I did so, and started to head to the bed. She said "No, I'll take this one here, standing. Hang the bag from the shower curtain rod." I did so, and then eased the tube into her bottom. She bent forward and put her hands on her knees. I opened the clamp and the water surged into her in about one minute. As soon as she was filled, she asked me to remove the tube. She turned, took a deep breath, I could see the coolness of the water made her nipples hard, and she had goose bumps on her arms. She hugged me for just a second, and then sat hard on the pot and spewed the cool water out. I was wondering why she took this particular enema,and she must have been reading my thoughts. She said "I want my rectum to be clean and dry for you. The cool water will make me totally empty out." Hmm, I could think of a couple things she might have in mind. She asked then if I'd ever had anal sex, and I told her that I had. She then asked me with whom, and I froze. She looked at my expression, and said very gently "Don't be embarrassed,you don't have to tell me, that was too personal a question." I knew she knew the answer, so I said "Well, I think you already know the answer, but I really feel funny about revealing things that involve other people, especially people you are going to meet at some time!" And, I think it was clear enough that she knew I knew, etc. etc. Anyway, after emptying the cool water for a few minutes, she cleaned herself up carefully, and then we discussed the type of enema I'd like. She asked whether I'd prefer an enema, then anal sex, or to have sex (anal implied) while holding the enema. I told her I'd come in less than a minute if I combined the two. She said that sounded very good to her, and that she would have NO TROUBLE reaching orgasm in one minute. In fact, she said she expected that she'd have multiple orgasms. I'd never met a girl with such rapid arousal (or such openness in discussing intimate sexual matters).

Anyway, we decided on 3 Liters of mild soapsuds, pretty warm, and delivered pretty fast in the knee-chest position. She asked if I wanted her on hands and knees, and I told her I thought that would be a great position. She prepared the enema, cleaned and re-lubed the colon tube, and we walked to the bed. She hung the bag not quite as high as she'd just had it, but a notch below, and I got in position. She lubed me quickly (not to excite me too much) and inserted about 10 inches of the tube and started the flow. She then got on the floor on her hands and knees and backed up to the bed, with her feet under it. This brought her rear less than a foot from my face. She asked me to lube her good with the vaseline on the desk, right at the head of the bed. I was able to do this without major contortions. After a bit of massaging, she told me to stop, and she then got up on the bed next to me, laying on her side with her knees under my belly, which was still in the air. The bag gurgled a moment later, and she suggested I lube my penis as she was afraid if she touched me, I'd come right there. I told her that was quite likely. Then she suggested she remove the tube so I didn't have to worry about it slipping out. And, I asked her to do that. I just got up into a kneeling position and very lightly applied a little vaseline to my penis, with minimum touching. She then rolled in front of me, and got into the hands and knees position. She made a loud sighing sound in anticipation of what was coming. I placed the tip of my penis on her anus, and began to press forward. I felt her open her sphincter to me, and then lowered my upper body onto her back, as I very slowly eased deeper into her. When I was about halfway inside her, she just pushed firmly back on me until I was fully inside her. She said "Don't be so gentle, you will NOT hurt me, I know how to do this!" She began to rock forward and back, meeting my thrusts, and getting very excited. She moaned, and I felt her pelvic contractions directly. She stopped rocking for a moment, but was still breathing very heavily. She told me to squeeze her breasts and then pinch her nipples when I was close to orgasm. She then started to rock again as I continued pumping, and I then felt for her nipples and got them between my middle and index finger and started squeezing. She began to cry out "Oh oh oh" with rising pitch and loudness, and then made an enormously loud cry, something like "OOOHHHAauggGHHHhhh" and slowly collapsed onto the bed. It was REALLY loud, and I knew that everybody on the entire floor had to have heard it!She whispered, between gasps, that I could go to the bathroom, she would get up in a minute or so. I made sure she was OK and then didn't waste too much time getting on the toilet. I had let out the first gush when it sounded like a knock on her door. Then, I was pretty sure I heard Dawn get up and open the door, and I heard voices. I was a bit embarrassed to be on the pot, with the bathroom door wide open, while Dawn was talking to one of her neighbors, who must have been inquiring about her scream. I heard Dawn say "Oh, I am SOOO allright, you just have no idea!" The conversation continued, and so I just decided it was hopeless to try to retain the enema until she got done talking to her neighbor. I let the rest of the enema out in several great big gushes, with plenty of loud plops. Being a floor full of budding nurses, there was absolutely no doubt whatsoever that whoever Dawn was talking to knew exactly what that sound was. I was just about mortified! I was just getting finished on the pot when Dawn finally closed the door and came back into the bathroom. She was still nude, so she must have been talking to the neighbor while totally nude. GAWD, did this girl have NO SHAME!?! (Well, I was to discover, although I already had about enough data points (like, no bra and no PANTIES at a restaurant!) to realize Dawn would walk naked down 5th Avenue in Manhattan if she wouldn't get arrested!) Dawn said "Oh, that was Nancy, my next-door neighbor, checking if I was OK. Umm, did I scream or something?" I replied "Uhhhh, Dawn, you were about as loud as as an AIR horn. I could hear the echoes bouncing up and down the hallway a couple of times!" She said "Oh, um, I do make a lot of noise when I'm coming, but I never had people come to see if I was alright! Oh, I was so wrapped up in my own orgasm, you DID come, didn't you?" I told her that I had a GLORIOUS orgasm, she had nothing to worry about on that score! She was happy to hear this, and asked if it was everything I wanted from the experience. I had to tell her that running my fingers through her hair was a nearly orgasmic experience for me, the physical attraction was just incredible, and how her kinky desires meshed with my own was just fantastic. The enema was great, the anal sex was absolutely phenomenal, and just being with her, holding her, and helping her to orgasm simultaneously left a glow that might not fade for weeks! I looked at her face, and watched as tears welled and started to drip down her face. I asked if anything was wrong, not really expecting that there was. She told me that whenever she experienced strong emotion, she cried, like at weddings. She also said that she was pretty wiped out after three enemas, an incredible anal orgasm, and sharing such pleasure with me, and had a strong desire to sleep. She asked, almost pleading with her eyes, "will you stay with me tonight?" I of course answered that I would love to. She emptied her bladder and was back in bed in seconds, and cuddled me against her. She was asleep literally in two seconds. I listened to her steady breathing for a few minutes and drifted off myself. About two hours later, she needed to empty her bladder again. When she returned to bed, I asked her if she normally was asleep two seconds after her head hit the pillow. Dawn asked in a cute voice "Did you actually time me?" I said no, but I'd never seen anyone older than 3 months fall asleep that fast. She said she was actually tired, and that maybe excitement over having met me a couple days ago might have interfered with her sleep the past couple of days. Now that she had me in her arms, she could sleep just like that 3 mo. old. Now, she just about had ME crying. We fell asleep again, this time with her back to me, and my arm around her. She put my arm around her and cupped her breast in my hand before falling asleep. I stirred a few hours later and had to change position, my arm had fallen asleep.

In the morning, she went to the bathroom again, and then slipped back into bed, and noticed I was stirring, too. She asked me if I'd like to have anal sex with her again. I suggested it might be best to not wear out my welcome there, and the last thing I wanted to do was make her sore. She said that was pretty unlikely, as we didn't really hump very long, as excited as we both were. She then said that we couldn't make love (obviously meaning vaginally) as she was not using any contraceptive. She said she planned to get on the pill at the student health service as soon as she could get an appointment, but that it would take several weeks for her to be safe. Dawn said she HATED to make me wait that long, and she was having great difficulty holding herself back. I told her I totally understood,and we could find ways to please each other before that time. I told her I wouldn't mind just putting my penis between her beautiful thighs, but that it might not do much for her. She told me that I might be quite surprised at how sensitive her body could be, under the right circumstances. So, she laid down and rolled her back to me. Then she lifted her right leg, and my already erect penis slid up her bun and onto her left thigh. She slowly lowered her leg, and I began slowly stroking. She almost immediately began moaning, and I reached around to find her breasts. I continued to hump her like this for barely a minute when her legs began to grip me rhythmically, and I squeezed her nipples again, and we both came with a big shudder. We lay there for about 15 minutes, with her sighing every few breaths. Finally, she said she needed to get up and catch up on some studying. I told her I had to be a LOT farther behind than she could possibly be, but that at least I had somewhat of an excuse. We took a shower together, which was a bit crowded in the small shower stall, but it was possible. We then got dressed, and went down to the cafeteria. All the cafeterias were part of the same university system, so my meal card was valid there, too. During breakfast, we discussed logistics, and Dawn urged me to bring clothes and the books and other materials I'd need for studying over that afternoon, and we could study together. I was wondering if it was at all possible to study in her presence, but it was certainly something worth trying. I held her for a long time before we walked off in separate directions.