I was given several more enemas. Each was offered with loving kindness and I felt that the childlike submission that Cora had encouraged was an easy goal. The last enema was given from a bigger bag and Gina took a long time getting it all into me. I cramped a lot and became a real crybaby about it before it was done.

She then raised me up from the dead and after pressing the plug into me she offered to let me have her doggy style while I held it. I was determined and was amazed by Gina’s immediate response to being entered without foreplay. I was slowly regaining my sexual memories in the sense of what was normally done and pleasing. Evidently for her, giving me enemas WAS foreplay because she was sopping wet and began to give it up for me almost as soon as my hips met her ass.

“Gina,” I finally asked, “Can we continue this after I have let this enema go? I’m cramping so bad that my knees are starting to feel weak!”

Even better she offered to continue WHILE I expelled and once she had me uncorked and seated she climbed on and returned to her seriously wild fucking and cumming! I didn’t cum until the pressure in my bowels was almost totally relieved but when I did it was with great enthusiasm. Gina finally slowed and then just clung to me until the last of her enema was out of me and my limp and weary member popped out of her hold.

I was exhausted and when I had finished with the last of the enema I was led back to the cot and allowed to just watch and rest. I was watching Cora give Ellen a big enema and asked, “You are so nice to me, yet you said that you didn’t like people much. What is it that you don’t like?”

Cora tried to explain, “It isn’t that we don’t like people as individuals Seth, it is that when we are surrounded by them we find it rather smothering and it makes us uncomfortable.”

I thought about it for a minute. “I think that I can understand. I know that I have been in big cities surrounded by people but I don’t remember it. Surely I couldn’t have known what they ALL wanted!! Could I?”

“I can’t imagine that Seth! I think this must be something new that is happening because of a bang on your head or something.” Cora smiled at me. “King Neptune must have really worked on you. Two hundred miles of open ocean and then you hit our little island. Your mermaids really looked out for you.”

I thought back, “I remember how impatient she was because I insisted on staying up on top of the water instead of going down with her. Finally I gave in and turned loose of the floats and she dragged me into the dark depths. She rolled me over and over until I stopped holding my breath and then when I did breath she was right and at last I could relax and truly sleep! I woke up here.” I shook my head. “I remember her telling me over and over that if I would just relax and go with her that everything would be all right.” I grinned widely at Gina. “You tried to drown me giving me the enema in the wrong place! I really wondered where your legs came from and where your tail went. I also remember thinking that you looked a lot better with legs.”

“What do you remember before that?” Ellen asked.

“Only flashes of scenes. I was in the tail of the plane and I think it broke off and separated when it hit the water. The rest of the plane kind of hopped and then it was like it dove nose first into the ocean and never came back up. Then I was in the water and all alone.”

Ashley offered, “Could this have happened in the air and dropped you some how closer to us than where they say the plane went down?”

“No I remember the plane hitting the water. That was when the tail section broke off.”

“Man!” Gina said, “Swimming 250 miles in the open ocean, all alone, has to be some kind of record!”

Cora mused, “6 days without water in the sun… I don’t see how he survived! Then again everyone’s physical make up is different. Seth must just be tougher than the average boy! I’m going to see if I can down load a passenger list for that plane and maybe we can at least get Seth’s last name and let his family know that he is alive.”

I felt uneasy. “Don’t tell anyone that I am here yet please. I don’t know why but that thought makes me feel like it is a really bad idea! You don’t THINK that I’m a criminal or something do you?”

“We will look first and see what we find. Seth you may have a wife and family out there.”

I shook my head. “I’m all alone. There is nobody. I don’t understand how I know this but I just do. I have been alone for a long time.”

“Don’t worry Seth we will find out and whatever we find, we will take care of you.” Gina assured me.

“I will pull it off the internet and we will see what your name is and then I will do a search and we will know ALL about you.” Cora told me.

Ellen laughed, “Cora is out techno-geek. If it is on the internet she can find it and nobody can keep her out of their stuff!”

“How do you have internet out here. I mean it isn’t like you have a phone line or cable.” I asked.

Cora laughed, “We have a satellite dish and it provides us with everything that we could wish for…Phone, TV from all over and a super high speed link for the computers. Without that we couldn’t be here. It allows us to oversee our business dealings without having to actually be there.”

I shrugged, I didn’t remember them having dishes for that but then there was a hell of a lot that I didn’t remember. “Cool but I haven’t seen a TV. Where do you keep it?”

“Sorry baby THAT is one thing that we don’t miss here at all. We get our news and entertainment off line and don’t do much TV channel surfing.” Gina told me softly.

Over the next couple of days I settled in and actually began to feel great. The skin that had been a little sunburned seemed to heal and smooth up and I began to eat drink and fill out at an amazing rate. By the time I had been fully awake for 4 days I looked like a different person. Everything seemed to be coming together except my memories. They were still mostly absent and spotty even when I did remember something.

One morning at breakfast Cora sat down and looked at me. “Seth, you are a real mystery. The plane that went down had survivors. It managed to do a basic belly flop and stay in one piece long enough for a lot of the uninjured to get out before it went down. That doesn’t sound anything like what you remember.”

I looked at Cora and shook my head, “I don’t know what to say, that’s what I remember.”

Cora patted my hand, “You didn’t go down in THAT plane Seth. I’ve pulled the passenger list and the boarding list and there not only wasn’t anyone named Seth, there wasn’t anyone even close to matching your description. Most of the passengers of that plane were Brazilian nationals and of Hispanic origins. I have even talked to one of the surviving stewardesses and she was sure that there were no young good looking Anglos or Americans on the plane. The only Americans were three older couples going down for a vacation in Rio.”

“Was there another plane?” I asked confused and a little lost feeling.

“Not that I can find. No commercial flights anyway. I’ll keep looking.”

This bothered me a lot and after breakfast I went out and sat on the patio overlooking the beach where they told me I had washed up. I tried hard to remember something…anything but it only seemed to make the fog roll in thicker.

Gina came to me and sat beside me. “Don’t push it too hard Seth. If it comes it comes. If it doesn’t right now…well it’s not like you are going anywhere any time soon any way. The next ship is months away and hey, we are sort of enjoying having you here.”

I grinned at her. “YOU just like playing with my butt!”

She giggled, “Well I have to tell you, it is a pretty sweet butt you have there. We’ve done pretty well once we got everything going in the right hole I think.” This made me laugh and she leaned over and kissed me. “Seth, in some ways I think that I worry more about you remembering than not remembering. I guess I’m worried that you will suddenly remember that you have a wife and kids and want to go home as soon as possible. I think I could get used to having you around.”

We kissed again and then when our lips parted I said, “I’m not married and actually don’t even have any family. My Mom died a few years ago…I don’t think that my Dad was a big part of my life.”

“You remember?”

“No, not really remember, I just KNOW some things. I know my name is Seth. I was on my way to Rio on business and I remember the plane crash.” I chuckled, “And I remember that my Mom gave me enemas if I got in trouble and got spanked. She also did them if I was sick but the ones after a spanking made a bigger impression evidently.”

Ashley and Ellen came out and sat with us. Ellen had made me another kilt thingy and wanted me to try it on. They had made me a sort of sarong that I wore since they didn’t have any men’s clothing. It came down to my knees and offered me a slight bit of modesty. That bit of modesty was pretty slim though since they thought nothing of pealing me out of it several times a day for enemas, sex or to go swimming. I tried it on and it was shorter than the one that I had been wearing.

“I decided we needed to see more of your thighs.” Ellen told me, “You have great legs and besides with this one, it is short enough for us to get a peek at your ass and stuff if you aren’t real careful.” They all agreed and giggled.

We went down to the beach and they got more than a peek as they stripped and we went swimming. One and all the girls were totally without any kind of body modesty. I asked them why they even bothered wearing anything that they giggled and told me because you can’t strip if you aren’t dressed. I have to admit; when they were wearing those silk gowns I couldn’t keep my eyes off them. I guess peeks are better sometimes than an eye full.