We settled into another week of work and school, and both of us were looking forward to the coming weekend, at the end of which we were going to be able to have "regular" sex, as Dawn's use of "the Pill" would be in effect. Things were going along well between us, we were still really enjoying each other's company, and the enemas and sex were totally beyond my wildest fantasies. Dawn happened to mention that her period would be coming up shortly after the weekend, so we would only have a day or two to enjoy vaginal sex before she had to stop for a few days. I told her that was no problem, and it was clear we had found plenty of alternative ways to enjoy each other.

Finally, Friday rolled around, and we were both looking forward to the break in the routine, as classes had kept both of us real busy. I was so busy I wasn't going to be able to spend much time with Dawn until she got off work that evening. How blissfully unaware I was, that day, that there was a storm brewing! I'd been studying at the Library, until at last 11 PM rolled around, and I trotted over to the health center to walk back to "our" room with Dawn. When I got there, the nurse told me Dawn had gone home a bit early, she wasn't feeling well, and she seemed concerned about Dawn. She wasn't too specific about it, though.

I wondered what could be the matter, as Dawn had seemed fine when I last saw her. I trotted on back to the Nurse's dorm, and went up to the room. When I tapped on the door, it swung open quickly, Dawn pulled me in and slammed and locked the door. I got a fraction of a second to look at her face before she hurled herself into my arms, and began wailing! She looked like HELL, and had obviously been in tears before I got there. I couldn't figure out what was going on, and kept asking Dawn what was wrong, but I didn't get much of a reply. I tried to comfort her, while thinking that normally she couldn't wait to get her clothes off, and I had often seen her start stripping in the elevator. But, she had all her clothes still on. I wondered if there was something going wrong in our relationship. I finally got her to slow down and start explaining what the problem was. She said "Well, I was just starting work, and started feeling really "down". At first, I thought it was just from knowing I wouldn't see you for 8 hours, but I just kept feeling worse. Not physically sick, just a real depressed feeling. I don't know why I'm feeling like this! I mean, I'm just NEVER like that! I had to tell nurse Johnson that she'd better keep me away from patients, with the way I was feeling I probably couldn't be trusted to even take a temperature! So, I mostly unpacked supplies, re-filed records, clerical stuff like that. She kept telling me that it was slow enough that I could just go home, but I didn't want to leave her short-handed."

"Anyway, what is WRONG with me?" Dawn wailed. She continued, "I'm worried maybe I've got some reservations about our relationship, andI 'm not ready to go through with having sex with you, or something like that! But, I really can't find anything I have doubts about. I just HAVE to know why I'm feeling this way!"

I asked her to go back to the beginning, what had changed, what was she doing different? She couldn't think of anything, but, of course, it was like the "elephant in the room!" When I realized what was going on, I said "Oh, I KNOW what it is, the Pill!" Dawn said "Umm, yeah, right, I've been on the pill for almost two weeks, now, but what does that have to do with this?" I told her it was messing with her hormone levels, which is, of course, exactly how it works! Dawn said, "Umm, you mean like PMS? But, I'm just not LIKE that! I've NEVER had PMS!" I told her, well, it looks like you might be having some of those symptoms, now. Dawn said " I don't know whether to laugh or cry! At least I'm not going crazy, but I don't know if I can handle feeling like this for a couple of days every month! Even if I know what it is, and when it is going to hit, I REALLY don't like feeling like this!" I told her my sister had exactly the same thing when she started using the pill about a year ago, but it pretty much went away after the first two periods. My dad said it was a fairly well-known side effect of the pill. (He's a Psychiatrist, remember, so he's pretty knowledgeable about this sort of thing.)

After a bit, Dawn said she just needed me to hold her. We lay down on the bed, and held each other for a while. After a bit, Dawn started pulling off her clothes, and I did the same, and we snuggled together under the covers. Dawn said she still didn't feel 100% OK, but at least knowing this wasn't something going wrong between us, or something wrong with her, made it bearable. Also, she just felt better with me there. This was the first night that we didn't have some sort of sexual activity, but it was obvious Dawn had been through the wringer with this. We drifted off to sleep, and she slept like a log, as usual, while I was a bit more restless. Dawn made it up to me in the morning, when she felt a lot better after a good night's sleep.

It was now Saturday morning, so I asked Dawn if she'd be doing one of her "big cleansings" today. She said that since WE had done a really good one last weekend, she didn't think it was really needed. But, of course, she WOULD be taking a "nice enema" as part of her usual schedule. Before that, however, she decided she needed to get out of the dorm, and off campus a bit. As the weather was pretty nice, but a bit cool, she thought a walk to the park might be just the thing to clear her mind. So, we took a nice walk around the city park, and just chatted about all sorts of random things. At one point, she stopped in front of a good-sized tree, and said, "Don't you think this is a beautiful tree?" I said it seemed to be a nice one, but I didn't see why it was particularly more beautiful than many of the others. Without looking up, Dawn reached over her head, hooked a big branch with her hand, and was about 40 feet up in the tree before I even knew what had happened! I tried to follow her, but it took me a minute or so to find the hand- and footholds that she obviously knew by heart. I joined her up on a high branch, and now that the leaves were mostly gone, one had a great view of the city from up there. We stayed up there about 15 minutes, enjoying the view, but it was a bit windy, and we started to get chilled.

We finished walking all the way around the park, and then wandered slowly back to the campus. After a leisurely lunch, we settled in to do some studying, and after a few hours of that, Dawn suggested we do something different for a break. After some discussion of what we might do, we decided that we'd give each other a warm olive oil enema, and hold it for an hour. Then, we'd give each other as much hot soapy water as we could take. That sounded like a good plan, so we got started. Dawn had a little hot plate, and she heated enough oil for both of us in it. She then filled a small bulb syringe with the oil, and I gave it to her, nice and slowly, in the knee-chest position. After holding it like that for a couple of minutes, she then did the same to me. We got on the bed in the knee-chest position together, and tried to stay that way for about 15 minutes to give the oil time to flow down to out transverse colons.Then, we lay on our right sides, and just talked for the rest ofthe 45 minutes while we held the oil in. That would get at least some of the oil to our cecums. When the hour was up, Dawn went into the bathroom and filled both bags. Hers she filled to the very top, past the 3500 cc mark, and mine was filled almost all the way, too. We got back on the bed in the knee-chest position, and she slid the bulbous nozzle into me, as I slipped about a foot of colon tube into her. The tube just slid right into her with no effort at all, as she was well lubed internally by the oil. We opened each other's clamps, and gently caressed each others bellies as the soapsuds ran in. Dawn had made the water real warm, but I knew she really liked it that way. It made me start to sweat, it was so hot! Pretty soon, we were both filled, and we removed our tube and nozzle. Dawn slid down until she was flat and then rolled to face me. I then did the same, and we embraced. I could really feel the firm bulge of her belly against mine. We intertwined our legs, and she began to rock her hips, as she pressed her vulva against my thigh. After a minute or so, she grunted and gasped, and then just hugged me for a minute while she breathed very heavily. Then, she moved her legs, and put my penis between her thighs and began rocking again. With the very stimulating enema inside me, it really didn't take much to bring me to orgasm. Dawn looked at her clock, and said "Darn, we came way too quick! Can you hold it for 4 more minutes?" I told her I thought I could, but maybe we should have waited 4 minutes before starting our "humping". She agreed it was a lot harder to hold a big enema after your orgasm. After the additional time was up, and we'd held the soapsuds for a full ten minutes, Dawn got up and headed for the bathroom, with me following close behind her. She sat on the pot, and I sat in her lap, and we both exploded into the toilet with huge waves of water and stuff! With the oil loosening everything up, we were both able to expel the entire enema in about 10 minutes, and then went to lay down.

We took two more mildly soapy enemas to get rid of any remaining oil, and then, after a shower went out for dinner as we'd missed the cafeteria meal.

Finally, it was Sunday! SUNDAY! Yes, the day we were going to have "real" sex! I didn't know what Dawn had planned, and didn't want to rock the boat, appear too eager, etc. So, I just bided my time, and waited to see what was going to happen. We usually had a "quickie" when we awoke, but this morning Dawn said maybe we should hold off so we were hornier than usual this afternoon! Ha, she had big plans, I guess! We had breakfast, did some studying, took a short walk before lunch, did a little more studying, and then finally, Dawn started to look over at me, to see if I was done with the chapter I was working on. When I closed the book, she asked me to come over and sit next to her.

She seemed to be concentrating for a moment, and then explained that she had been rehearsing this for a couple of days, and wanted to say it exactly right the first time. then she said "OK, here we go. I'm going to say something, and I want you to repeat it with me, and then you'll know when to answer." Then she began "Do you, James David Nelson, hereby betroth yourself to Dawn Marie Jensen, and vow to forgo all others, until she should release you from this vow, or no longer be living." I repeated her words, replacing the yourself and you with myself and me, and then said the obvious answer -"I do!" Dawn then said "I, Dawn Marie Jensen do hereby betroth myself to James David Nelson, and forgo all others, until he should release me from this vow, or no longer be living. Furthermore, since I have intimate contact with patients, I vow to try my utmost to always be completely professional with them, but if I ever succumb to weakness of will, I promise to tell you of my unprofessional conduct, even if it would harm our relationship. What I mean is that I won't hold a secret of unfaithfulness, I will tell you what happened, and so keep our relationship honest."

I just sat there looking at her for a while. She then said "You may now fuck the holy hell out of your betrothed!" I must have looked a bit shocked at her language, so she shot back with "Well, 'you may now kiss the bride' just didn't seem strong enough!", which cracked me up.

Dawn then asked me if there was anything special I might want to do, position, activity, anything! She made it clear she wanted ME to decide, that she was not going to let herself naturally take charge at this special moment. I thought about it for a moment, and then said "Well, if it wouldn't bother you, since our whole relationship started with a VERY special enema, would you think it too weird if we were holding enemas for our first 'real' sex?" Dawn got a huge smile on her face, and said "Oh, Jimmy, are you reading my mind or something? I thought that might be too weird to ask for -- it will sure make a memorable 'first time' for me, too!" She then jumped into my arms, and as we hugged, she said in a very plaintive voice "Jimmy, please be gentle with your virgin." I burst out laughing, and she looked a little hurt. I'd thought she was joking, although I knew she was, technically, a virgin, she had more sexual experience than most middle-aged ladies, or so it seemed. Anyway, I said that the juxtaposition of the "fuck the holy hell" comment one minute, and the "gentle with your virgin" coming just a minute later was making my head spin! Dawn explained that was just the product of all the conflicting messages flying around in her head at the moment. She then said she was really certain she wanted to go ahead, and that was all the result of denying herself for the last 5 yearsor so. Then, Dawn said there was something she had been meaning to tell me about, and she'd better tell me right now. She was expecting to have a REALLY powerful orgasm, and when this happened to her, she usually passed out for a minute or two. She explained that the French even had a name for it, "la petite mort", or the little death. I was a bit worried that she'd lose the enema all over everything if this happened, but she told me that she somehow managed to control her sphincters and not to worry about that.

Well, we worked out that we'd do a medium-sized enema for both of us, and hold it while we had sex. We filled our bags with a mild soapsuds solution, 3000 cc for Dawn and 2500 for me. We took the bags over to the bed, and hung them up. We lay on our sides and eased the colon tube into her and the nozzle into me, and started the flow. It only took about two minutes for us both to be filled. We then took the tube and nozzle out. Dawn hugged me tightly for a bit, and wrapped her leg over me, and then rolled onto her back, pulling me on top of her at the same time. I was hard as a broom handle by now, and eased into position over her, being careful to not press too hard on her belly. She was incredibly wet, and I just slid right into her with no effort at all. She began to moan, and quickly had an orgasm. She just lay there, and I stopped moving for a bit to see what she wanted. After a moment, Dawn said "Oh, keep going, Jimmy, I'll get aroused again in just a moment." I started humping gently again, and pretty soon Dawn was moaning and rocking her hips again. I knew how to keep us in "sync" and as soon as I was about to come, I lifted myself up on my elbows and pinched her nipples and began to roll and knead them between my fingers. Dawn started to go "Oh Oh OH" and rock her hips wildly, and then I felt her pelvic contractions as she had a massive orgasm, just as I came, too.

She let out a big "AHHhhhhh" and relaxed. She just kept relaxing until she felt totally limp. I started lifting off her and thinking about going to the bathroom, when I realized she wasn't breathing! Yikes, a little fainting didn't seem like such a big deal, but I wasn't prepared for her to stop breathing on me! I got off the bed and kneeled next to it, and felt her chest for a pulse. Her heart was beating pretty fast, maybeTOO fast, as she wasn't getting any Oxygen. I was trying to figure out what to do, what I COULD do about this. If I tried to do CPR on her, she'd lose the enema for sure! If I tried to get her on the pot, she'd probably lose it, too. Could I actually move this 140 Lb. amazon of a woman? Oh, wait, she's got 3+ quarts of soapsuds in her, make that a 146 Lb. amazon! I was thinking of what way I might try to pick her up when she twitched, and then took a gasp of a breath. She lay there for a few seconds, and then took a couple of deep breaths in a row, and then rolled over on her side, obviously now just asleep, and moving to a more comfortable position. She looked so comfortable, now, I didn't know whether to wake her, cover her with a blanket, or just get myself on the toilet! I just started to get up when her eyes flicked open, and she said "Oh, did you expel already? How long have I been here?" I told her it had only been, maybe two minutes, but I wasn't too sure about the exact time. I then told her that not only was she unconscious for more than a minute, she wasn't BREATHING! Dawn said to go empty myself, and she'd be along in a minute or two, she just hated to break the "glow" she was feeling right at the moment. I decided that my colon was REALLY demanding to be emptied right NOW, so I did. Within a couple of minutes, Dawn was in the bathroom, too. I sat back and spread my legs, and she said, "I don't think this works with you behind me, Jimmy." So, she straddled me and then sat facing me, and let go with a big whoosh! After the first big whoosh, she wrapped her legs around me, and snuggled against me.

Dawn then said she was sorry she had me worried. She knew about the passing out thing, but she said she wasn't aware she didn't breathe during that. Anyway, she hadn't died yet, but she had passed out on a number of occasions before. Then she told me that if there was ever anything special I might want from her, that the few minutes after she did this were a very vulnerable and suggestible time for her. I really couldn't think of anything at the moment, I told her. Dawn giggled, and said "If you want to ask me to marry you, now would be a real good time to be sure I couldn't say no!" I laughed and told her we'd only known each other for two WEEKS, and maybe it was a bit too soon to talk about that. She said she wasn't serious, but that she really was open to me right now.

After finishing in the bathroom, we got back in bed and just held each other for a while, and fell asleep for a couple of hours. When we woke up, Dawn said she felt absolutely wonderful, and was in a really wild mood. She then said "Oh, something else I've wanted to say is, I want you to know that my body is yours, and you are free to touch me anywhere, anyplace, anytime. Did you get that?" I thought about what she was really meaning, there, and it finally occurred to me she must mean in public! So, I said "Umm, maybe I need to ask exactly what you mean, here. Are you talking about me touching you in public?" Dawn said "Yes. Any time you have the desire to touch me, anywhere on my body, just don't care who might see it, I want you to feel free to go ahead." I told her I was a lot more inhibited than she was, we both knew that. Then, I asked her if she WANTED me to touch her in intimate ways in public, especially where people were likely to see it. Dawn looked away for a moment, and then said "Oh, hell, there you go again, Doctor! Yes, you already know I'm quite an exhibitionist. Yes, it gives me a sexual thrill to have you touch me in sensual ways and have people see it. But, I don't want to make you uncomfortable, either. So, really, just do what you feel comfortable with. But, know thatit excites me, OK?" (I knew her enough to know this was all a setup, on one level or other. So, I just waited to see where this would go. Since it was now Sunday evening, there was no cafeteria dinner, so we'd have to go out for food.) After a bit, Dawn said she was hungry (she always got hungry after an enema cleaned her belly out) and maybe we could go to a new restaurant nearby. She dressed in a tank top with big arm openings, and of course, no bra! Ahh, the setup looks like it is coming into focus already! I asked her "Ahh, you want me to put my hands inside your tank top and play with your breasts while we're at dinner, is that the plan?" Dawn blushed slightly, which she certainly didn't do often, and said "Hmm, I'm THAT transparent, am I? Well, I guess I've met my match with you, Jimmy! IS that going too far for you?" I told her it was going to be a stretch, allright, but if I could work up the guts to do it, it would certainly turn me on, too! It would depend on the restaurant, how well lit, how many people standing around, etc. whether I could bring myself to do it.

We went down to the lobby, Dawn pulled on her coat and we walked to the place she had in mind. She asked the Maitre D' for a booth in the back, and it turned out to be somewhat secluded and fairly dark, which would work out for me to have the courage to pull this off. While we were waiting for our waiter, I made some "test moves" to see how easily I could slip my hands around her and into her top. I had one hand on her breast when the waiter showed up, and almost jumped out of the booth when he started the "Hi, my name is ..." routine. But, I managed to just slide my hand out slowly, as we talked about ordering. I didn't know the waiter had seen it all until later when he gave us a very sly wink! Anyway, I continued to touch her as we ate, but then, as we were working on our dessert, Dawn managed to get to sitting on my lap sideways, which almost knocked the table over! I then put my hand completely inside her top, fully holding the breast that was on her far side from me. She then slowly lowered her arm onto my wrist, trapping my hand there before I realized it was trapped. I made a little giggling sound, as I know she had planned this whole thing in advance, and that she was going to hold my hand there until somebody had a big reaction from what we were doing, probably the waiter. People occasionally walked by, but didn't really pay us a lot of attention. Dawn continued to finish her dessert, and I was picking at mine, but rather self conscious, and expecting some middle-aged lady to come and start bashing me over the head with an umbrella at any moment! Eventually, the waiter came back to give us our check, and when he saw my hand entirely in Dawn's top, he made a little laugh and said "Oh, sorry to disturb you two!" It was about that time that I felt dampness on my leg, and knew how hot this was making Dawn. After the waiter left, and we had pretty much finished our dessert, Dawn turned her back to me, leaned her shoulders against mine, and whispered "Make me come!" I was a bit embarrassed, but knew that with her hot like this, I could bring her to orgasm very quickly. So, I slipped both hands into her top, and massaged her nipples, and she came within about 15 seconds. She made a big "AAHh" when she did, and several people looked! We then picked up the check and walked toward the cashier, as I'm sure we were the talk of the room for the next few minutes! As we stood waiting to pay the cashier, Dawn's nipples were still very erect and engorged from the manhandling I had just given them, and it was VERY obvious to anyone within about twenty feet.