“Where is Mary?” Emmie asked politely, carrying a few bags.

“Probably in the barn Emmie.” her father said as he was packing some things into the truck. “Thank you for spending the night here with her while the boys and I are away.”

“No no problem. It’s good to have some time with the ladies now and then,”

He smiled as he loaded the boys into the truck and began to drive off.

Emmie walked into the barn quietly looking for Mary when she heard moaning coming from the haymow. She rounded the corner and saw an unmistakable sight. Her friend was laying in the hay, her dress neatly laid out next to her, but her knickers around her knees and brassier pushed up exposing her small breasts. Her fingers obviously pleasuring herself, and in the moment, with her eyes closed, she didn’t notice Emmie watching her. Finally her body exploded and she put her arm in her mouth to muffle the sound of her climax. She laid back and slowly opened her eyes…

“OH GOD NO!” she shrieked.

“NO Mary! It’s OK really it is!” Emmie yelled back as Mary scrambled to fix her undergarments, grabbed her dress and tried running off. “Mary stop! It’s OK don’t be…” she said grabbing her friend causing them both to trip and fall into the haypile.

“Don’t tell my pa!”

“Why would I do that?” Emmie said calmly. “Sit down just relax ok?”

“You have a husband so you don’t need to do this.” she said, holding back tears.”No one is ever going to marry me so… I try not to.. you know… but sometimes… I just need to go hide and…”

“Oh Mary, we all have needs… and who’s to say I don’t from time to time…” Emmie said noticing a cheap dime store novel in the hay… “Oh reading material… Oh trashy reading material Mary? Let’s see…” she began reading it as Mary turned a little more red with shame as Emmie let out a little chuckle. “Blindfolds and silk scarves now? You are not as innocent as I thought.”

“Can we just forget about this Emmie, please?”

“OK well it’s just us for tonight and tomorrow. I got some cosmetics from Boston and our little secret from the closet.”

“Oh?!” Mary said with a little smirk. “Glad to have someone like you to help me with those… but after dinner, I’m going to make us some fried steaks.” she said peering into Emmie’s bag and seeing the orange rubber bag.

After an uneventful afternoon of Emmie helping Mary with some farm chores and a hearty dinner the sun was starting to set and the two ladies tapped into the supply of hard cider in the root cellar. “Emmie, ya know my pa put an old clawfoot bathtub out behind the barn. Sometimes I’ll put a fire under it for a hot bath. If you help me fill it up we can enjoy some relaxation and more cider.”

“That sounds fine Mary but don’t over do it. Two glasses and you get all silly.” she said, both of them laughing a bit.

Mary and Emmie went out to the bathtub, sides covered in soot from a few other fires and a little fence around it Mary’s dad put up to “keep the boy’s eyes out” when Mary had some time to herself.

“This was a good idea of your pa’s and really nice of him to do for you” Emmie said carrying in buckets of water as Mary lit a fire.

“It’s not the running water you had back at home I bet… you know while that heats up I’m running inside to change out of my work clothes, but make yourself welcome ok?” She said running off.

The water was warming up quickly and Mary wasn’t coming back as quick as she thought so Mary undressed in the twilight sun and slowly got in the warming water. Then out of the corner of her eye, in the twilight sun came Mary wearing a silk yellow slip, lacey bathing cap, and her sunday church shoes… “What’s that?” Emmie said with a chuckle…

“Hey! it’s the only lingerie I own…” she said sounding a bit dejected.

“Mary I’m just shocked.. It’s not your usual…”

“I ordered it from Sears after my last romance novel… In case I ever do get married… do you think a man would like it?”

“Oh honey I’m sure he would but don’t worry he won’t care on your wedding night.” she responded as Mary undressed and joined her friend in the water facing each other.

“Oh, so like, how does it work?”

“What do you mean?”

“When you and Danny got married you didn’t bother with lingerie?”

“Mary that cider!”

Laughing “Well I should know just in case I get married someday!”

“Well if you must know it didn’t stay on very long!” she said laughing back.

“Well does it hurt… you know my mom used to say it hurts the first few…”

“I think everyone is different Mary, it can be less for some people but more for others…”

“Well for you?”

“Mary! Please… do you have your eye on a boy or something?”

“Oh ummm… Well… I’m just curious…”

“No really Mary… Is it Billy Mathews? I saw you two sneak out of the grange dance.”

“Promise not to tell my pa?”

“Yes… what’s going on?”

“We kissed… a lot… and he put his hand down my dress and touched my breasts… and oh wow I was so…”

“Mary! Don’t just give it away!” Emmie said half shocked and half laughing.

Mary responded laughing “Emmie! Don’t worry I slapped him… but i was still… aroused… Anyways the water is getting too hot.. Want to run inside and help me with the orange bag?” she said as her thin body rose from the tub.

“Oh of course! I thought you’d never ask.” Emmie replied, rising and helping her friend get back into her slip and the both walked into the house and to Mary’s room. Where she had laid out the enema gear. Mary stopped for a moment then began hiking her slip up around her waist.

“Mind if I go first?” She asked, laying herself face down on the bed. Then with a gulp and thankful she could blame the hard cider. “Do you know what the part you touch is called?”

“Mary, what do you mean?”

“The little nub to climax with?”

“Mary, it’s called a clitorus… Danny jokes I should be glad he knows where it is and what it does… Do you know what any of your feminin parts are or do?” she said getting the nozzle ready as her friend laid there.

“NO! Do you know? Did you ever have your husband show you?” she said with a nervous laugh.

“Yes well I’ve seen a few exams he’s done around town and.” she paused for a moment as she slowly began to guide the nozzle in. “And.. well I was really curious so I had him examine me… and he told me what everything does…”

Mary gasped as Emmie opened the nozzle and relaxed for a moment… “Please can you have him examine me. I just want to know… I’ll let you watch…”

“I don’t think he’ll just do one for no reason… we’ll need an excuse… wait, why do I need to watch?”

“Oh come on Emmie, every time he takes you on a call you tell me all about it with ‘Don’t tell anyone but guess what’ so I think you enjoy seeing him work just a bit.”

“I think your Enema is done…” she said coldly and helped her friend get up.

“It’s OK! Really! Always makes me a little curious to hear.” Mary said on her way to the chamber pot. “I won’t tell anyone ok?”

“Ok Please Danny can never know how much I see him examining other ladies… and I just don’t know why… It’s like I wish I was them… or I don’t know… but he’s so professional and I’m… I just want to be submissive like they are…”

“Oh I get that! it’s in some of my books… go make up your enema while I expel this one ok?” and with that Emmie smiled and left the room to go make her enema up in the kitchen.

When she returned she saw Mary taking another sip of her father’s hard cider and climbed into the bed herself, hiking up her slip.

“What got me so riled up in the barn this morning was this chapter.” Mary said putting some glycerin on the enema nozzle. “He tied her hands with the silk scarf and blindfolded her… then was kissing her all over.

Emmie took the book where Mary had opened it and in the dim light could just make out the words and with a giggle “Kissed her bushy mound until while she struggled against the feelings running through her body… well now Mary…”

Emmie took a deep breath as her friend spread her bottom and slowly guided the nozzle in. “You two ever do that? Like let him tie you up? It sounds so…’

‘No but… it’s an idea…”

Then as Mary opened the nozzle and the warm soapy water flowed in. “"Has Danny ever... you know... tried it back here?"

“NO Mary! and I don’t think it’d like it.”

"But you liked his finger there!"

"But it's a lot bigger than a finger Mary!"

“Well ever get him to put his finger back there… just for fun.”

“You’re embarrassing me now!”

Laughing “Well maybe you should just ask him to?.. Well what’s a good excuse for me to get an exam?”

“I don’t know Mary…” she said, her belly filling up. “Maybe cramps? Bad cramps? I’ll talk to him ok? But you can’t try and get out of it when you’re sober… especially after I talk to him about it cause he sees you as a little flower. I’m going to need to do a lot of convincing.”

“I’m 19! It’s my body. I should know such things so I’m not shocked someday.”

Soon Emmie’s enema was finished and Mary left her to relieve herself and clean up. They both fell asleep soon after and the next morning, despite Mary’s pounding headache they cleaned up any trace of the night before.

When Mary’s father came home with the boys she pulled Emmie aside on her way out the door.

“I’ll admit I’m shy and nervous about what I asked you to talk to Danny about… But I won’t back out Emmie… Please go talk to him?”

Emmie, a bit excited and shy herself, simply gave her friend a quick hug and whispered “I’ll try.”