After meeting up with Nancy at her room, we walked to the elevator. On the way down, there was no one else in the car, so Dawn said to Nancy "You wouldn't believe it! Jimmy said there was NO WAY he could hold a "soaker" for an hour, he'd never held any enema more than half an hour, and there was NO WAAAY he could go to sleep with an enema in him. Well, he fell asleep and held a 2500 cc soaker for 90 minutes, and I had to WAKE HIM UP!" Nancy gave me a look of admiration, as best as I could tell. Then, she said "He must have quite a lot of enema experience to be able to do that!" Dawn said "Yeah, I'll have to have him tell you about all that. You will flip when you find out what sort of experience he's had!" At that point we were about to arrive at the lobby, so we stopped talking about such explicit topics for the moment. When we got to the restaurant, we selected a booth. Dawn sat on the same bench with me, and Nancy sat across from us. After we ordered, Nancy asked to hear about some of these enema experiences I had, [on the advice of the moderator, some details have been left out] After a moment, she said in a very low, sort of pleading voice "Dawn, please...." I didn't quite catch what that was about, but after a moment Nancy kind of slouched down in her seat, and by the way she moved, without taking my eyes off her face, I could kind of tell she was spreading her legs apart. Dawn at the same time was also scooting down a bit. I was a bit too shocked, and maybe a bit embarrassed to look at Dawn. Since Dawn was sitting close enough for her hips to touch mine, I could pretty much feel what she was doing. She must have kicked off her shoe, because she was then lifting her leg and putting it up on Nancy's seat. Dawn moved her leg around a bit, then Nancy stiffened, gasped, and finally relaxed. They both sat back up normally after a few seconds. I surreptitiously scanned the room to the side where somebody might have been able to see what was going on, but I didn't see anybody looking particularly at us. After a moment, Dawn said "Well, so that story had the same effect on you that it did on me! I didn't even need any help having a major orgasm, either. But, then I'd been administering large, soapy enemas to a naked guy and was already about to pop!" After a bit, Nancy asked if she'd embarrassed me. I said Dawn must be rubbing off on me, I wasn't too embarrassed by it, but I "might" have been turned on by her response to my story. I might have been REALLY embarrassed if someone in the restaurant had seen what we were up to, though! Anyway, the two women revealed that they had taken a LOT of enemas together over the past year or so. Dawn was a bit apprehensive that our relationship might be seen by Nancy as a betrayal, or at least a breakup. Nancy said that she WAS just a bit jealous that Dawn had found someone she felt was "the ONE" for her, and that she could know it so quickly. I admitted that I was also surprised by her being so sure of this relationship, but I sure was not going to rock the boat! At this point, Dawn said that if you want to find your "life mate" you really have to put some effort in the search, and keep your eyes (and ears, too!) open for any chance encounter that might key you into any potential partner. You also have to trust your instincts, and just follow through when you get some kind of intuitive signal. Especially so if you have a special kink that is not going to be acceptable to the general public! Nancy admitted that she was not as forward as Dawn was, probably never COULD be, and that she just wasn't as outgoing. I said "I've never met a woman as forward as Dawn, I read about them in books sometimes, but never knew if they were fiction or not." At this point, Dawn said "Well, Jimmy, there are some things about me that you should know. They explain a LOT about all sorts of aspects of my personality, and you will start to make some sense of why I'm the way I am. Nancy knows all about this already. I got taken to the doctor, an endocrinologist, specifically, just after puberty because I was growing at an enormous rate, and they thought maybe I had a pituitary tumor or something. They took a bunch of blood samples mostly, and also measured me, my bones, muscle mass, stuff like that. The blood tests showed I had such a high testosterone level the lab was sure the blood specimens got mixed up with blood from a male. But the endocrinologist said he'd do another sample just to be sure, but that everything actually fit the pattern. I was tall, showing classic male growth spurts, had very large and dense bones for a female, had the muscle mass of a male, and low body fat index. There are some male/female bone length differences that are subtle, but I showed those, too. I think this thing was kind of an over-compensation during the hormone surge of puberty, but it has had a permanent effect on my body. I know you have seen some of these things, I remember you commented on the size of my hands. I've hardly ever seen a woman with a hand as big as mine. I had a TOTALLY weird incident with a cop who pulled me over for driving too fast, and he was sure I was a guy in drag when he looked at my hands. (They get trained to look for signs like that, and it is rare when they can be fooled. I had to prove to the guy that I really was a female, which actually wasn't too hard. He thought my cleavage was pretty convincing evidence!) Oh, but there's more, much more! This is not just a physical thing, it affects my personality. Maybe you noticed I have the sex drive of a teenage boy - I haven't heard any complaint about that! Anyway, there are all kinds of little places it shows up in my personality. Risk taking behavior, boldness in interpersonal conduct, a dominant personality, on and on. I'm not as wild as I once was, the testosterone level has gone down a bit over the years, but it is still way higher than normal for a woman." There was a lull in the conversation, and I raised my glass and said "May you never change!" Well, this really DID explain a lot of things, and kind of pull it all together. Anyway, the discussion got back to the relationship between Dawn and Nancy, and Nancy continued that she really was NOT hurt by this turn of events, it was inevitable, she knew that Dawn would never be happy with another woman, and that they both had really approached the whole thing as two heterosexual women who had become VERY close friends, and were taking the opportunity to relieve each other's needs, but that it was not the same kind of love that they wanted to find with the "man of their dreams". Dawn seemed quite relieved that Nancy was taking this so well, because she really didn't want to hurt such a close friend. At that point Nancy commented that if there'd been any doubt about what was going on, when she came over to check on Dawn after hearing her scream, and got to hear my "potty serenade" while talking to her, she knew pretty much the whole story! My turn to turn red! But, I was getting so comfortable with both of them by this time, that I didn't get as red as I thought I was going to. Nancy then asked if it would be too intrusive to ask what we had been doing that made her scream like that. Dawn said that she didn't even have a memory of screaming, but she SURE DID remember what we had done. Dawn looked at me to get an OK before going further. I sighed and said "Go ahead and tell her. I almost feel she has a right to know." Dawn related that we had given her enemas to kind of even up the score on the enemas she'd given me at the health center, and then she asked me if I wanted an enema. I added that I could count on one hand the number of times I'd declined being given an enema, and certainly wasn't going to decline THIS one! Dawn continued "I gave him a 3 L soapsuds enema in the knee-chest position, and then slipped under him and we had our first anal sex, which I had really missed since my last boyfriend." Nancy gave a big nod at this point. Dawn continued " I had a nice orgasm as he entered me, and then he started massaging my breasts, and pinched my nipples and the flesh just behind the nipples JUST RIGHT a few seconds before he came. I was still keyed up from the GREAT enemas he gave me, and the way he touches me, he knows EXACTLY how to drive me wild! Jimmy said he heard my scream echo up and down the hall like THREE times! I've never been THAT loud before!" Nancy said "Oh, Dawn, you were SO loud. I couldn't tell if it was agony or ecstasy. I kind of thought it was ecstasy, but I was just a bit worried, because it was suddenly silent. "I started turning red again, because this leads us up to where Nancy heard me unloading that big enema in the toilet! Nancy saw me turn red, and said "Well, there's really nothing to be embarrassed about - Dawn just told me the whole THING, didn't she? DAMN, I'm jealous (but I'm trying not to be!)" Then, she said "Jimmy, do you know what the favorite participating sport in the nursing dorm is?" I said "Given some of the things you guys have been telling me, I'm beginning to get an idea that it might have to do with bags, tubes and water. Nancy said "You've got it! You would not BELIEVE how many of the nurses are into the 'E'! I swear there are more enemas than sex, which is the #2 sport, of course." I took the opportunity, since Nancy was opening up so much, to ask her about her own enema history. She said that she had been given occasional enemas, maybe something about once every month or two when she was growing up. Her two brothers probably got less, but they did get them several times a year. They had a tendency to just bear discomfort, while Nancy would ask her mom for help when she was uncomfortable. She never really made much of a fuss when her mom suggested an enema, but didn't really have an attraction to them until she was 12 or so, when she began to find them exciting. She could never discuss this with her parents, but did discuss it with a few selected girlfriends, and found a few who also enjoyed them. She started to give them to herself on occasion, and began to do that more as she got older. She could just go in the bathroom and do it, nobody ever made any mention of it, although they almost certainly knew. She didn't do it often, partly to avoid any suspicion that she was taking them for other than abdominal discomfort reasons. When she got started in nursing school she found out that there was a whole sector of that community that ranged from those who enjoyed them occasionally to those who took them quite regularly. "Dawn is not the only person here I've traded enemas with, by the way" she said. Well, we were done with our dinner, and needed to get ready for a full day tomorrow, so we paid up and headed back. Dawn was going to have to work the 2nd shift at the health center, from 3PM to 11 PM, so she was really going to be worn out at the end of the next day. So, we just snuggled in bed after we got back. Dawn asked if I was sexually satisfied, or if I might need another round of humping. I told her that I think I was totally drained. She said that was good, as she was a little worried that if we slept nude together, and we weren't completely "sexed out", that we might have intercourse in our sleep (and get her pregnant, of course). I agreed that was a reasonable thing to worry about, but the precautions to take were not only obvious but mighty enjoyable! She let me rub her all over for a while, while I held her from the back, which gave me a good position to reach all the interesting places. After a bit, she just dozed off, and I faded out pretty soon after. After a good night's sleep, I woke up first, and noticed that Dawn was facing me now. The morning light had come in through the curtains, and made it pretty light in the room. I took the opportunity to really LOOK at Dawn's face. Phew, I just couldn't get enough of her! I must have been just laying there taking in every feature for about 15 minutes when she finally stirred, and then her eyes opened. She looked back at me for a few seconds, and then she asked how long I'd been looking at her like that. I told her about 15 minutes, I thought. She asked if I liked what I saw, and I had to say "Yes, very much!" She got up into a sitting position, and then climbed on top of me, and started rubbing me all over, and placing her hips over mine and rubbing my penis with her vulva. It didn't take us too long to come, as I played with her breasts. We then took a shower and got ready to go to our classes.