It was my second year at college and my parents still insisted that I live in the dorm. They said that my own apartment would be too expensive and they could not pay for it. I still ate in the cafeteria for the same reasons. That was where I first saw Ann. Ann stuck out in a crowd. She wore only black. Besides the black, the style if you could call it that, was weird. A strange mix of thrift store and what looked like home made. I asked around and all people would say was “stay away”, “weird” or “very strange”. Still, what I could see was not bad. She wore no makeup. A plus in my view. Her hair wasn't styled, but neat if somewhat severe. She was tall and what you could make out through her mostly shapeless clothes suggested the possibility of a nice figure. She always sat alone in the cafeteria and spoke to no one. I formed

a plan to get to know her. I sat beside her. Some people stared at us. I pretended not to notice. For eight days I sat beside her at breakfast and dinner without saying a word. We never spoke. Finally after dinner one evening as she got up to leave, I said “Thank you for being my friend”.

She froze. Then with her tray in her hands she said “ I live off campus, but it is close, would you like to come home with me? Part of me wanted to run away, but more of me was fascinated by her calm peaceful manner and simple beauty. I said “yes”. She did not offer her name nor ask mine. She walked out and I did my best to stay along side. Without a word between us, we walked three blocks to her apartment and went inside. She closed her door and said ”I don't wear clothes in the house. I hope you will honor my custom”. With any other girl I knew, I would have been thrilled, but here I felt strangely uneasy. Nevertheless , as she started to disrobe, so did I. I noticed that she had worn no bra, and that her panties were black as had been all of her outerwear. As she slipped out of her panties I noticed that she was completely shaved, and that the body which had been completely hidden by clothing, was particularly attractive. I may have been staring as she was the first completely shaved girl that I had seen. She helped me finish removing my clothes. She took my hand in hers and said ”excuse me but I have to pee”. She continued holding my hand and led me to her bathroom.

After she sat down, she looked up to me and as she started peeing, said “My name is Ann”. I think I was able to tell her my name by the time she had finished.

After using her free hand for the paper, she got up and suggested that I pee too, “to save a flush”. I had a little trouble getting started with her still holding my hand, but finally did and she flushed for the two of us. As we turned to leave I took note that two enema bags hung from the shower rod and another two from a towel rod. All had tubes and a variety of nozzles attached. She continued to lead me by the hand and sat on her couch. She turned to put her back against one end and pulled her feet to the middle. She released my hand and motioned for me to sit at the other end facing her. Our legs overlapped in the middle. She asked how I had chosen her as my friend.

I found it extremely difficult to answer while looking at her nude body. I have never been so distracted. Her breasts were lovely and her slim waist perfect. With her legs apart like this, her labia was parted to reveal both her clitoris and vagina in a lovely shade of pink. I finally was able to look her in the eyes and explained that I had been drawn by her unusual attire and pretty face. She seemed pleased by this and said she didn't have many friends and was glad to get to know me. I calmed down some and we spoke openly about ourselves and the school and our interests. She held my feet in her hands as we spoke and I rubbed her feet and ankles in return, but I was so hot from her touch and the view of her naked body, that I wished we could sit where the contact would be more intimate. When I suggested this, she got up and asked me to move to the center of the couch. She then lay face down across my lap and asked me to rub her butt and legs. This was not exactly what I had in mind but a situation I could live with. My erection which had long since calmed down, stiffened right up against her bare crotch. Her butt was soft and smooth and I loved the feel of her bare body. She made soft moaning sounds as I massaged her back, butt and legs. I gently parted her butt and rubbed her crack and anus. Her body quivered each time my fingers crossed her anus. Finally she spoke. Usually I give myself an enema at this time of night. Since you are here and we are friends, would you administer my enema tonight? If it had been possible for me to get any harder, I would have. I replied “sure”.

Ann got up from across my lap and pulled me to my feet. Holding my hand as before, she led me back to the bathroom where she selected a black two quart bag with a large curved nozzle. She filled the bag with warm water and screwed on the hose. Ann picked up a tube of KY and a towel. We walked to the bedroom where she handed me the bag and pointed to a hook on her wall. While I hung the bag, she spread the towel on the side of her bed, lit several candles and turned off the light. She told me to sit on the side of her bed and then she lay across my lap as she had done on the couch. She passed the tube of KY to me and spread her legs. I squirted the lube in her crack and rubbed it across her anus. I watched her relax and could see a smile spread across her lips. With some extra lube on my finger, I slowly inserted my finger as far as it would go. It was tight. Then, slowly I slid it in and out, feeling her anus relax around my finger. When her hole had become accustomed to my finger I slid my finger out and replaced it with the large nozzle. Ann made a long ooooh sound as the large nozzle stretched her opening. I opened the valve half way to allow a gentle flow but Ann asked me to open it all the way so she could feel the water rushing in. I rubbed her butt and the insides of her thighs until the bag went empty. When I removed the nozzle, Ann got up so that I could stand. Then she lay down on the bed on her back this time. I was again awed by the beauty of her naked body in the candle light with her now swollen belly bulging visibly even in this position. She thanked me for my help and said I could now dress and go back to my dorm. She said that now that we were friends, she hoped that I would come back. I dressed and let myself out.