Chapter Forty-Two
It was a big day, or a big night at least. Perhaps the biggest of his existence, if all went well. With his doting nurse’ help Karl prepared for it carefully.
They did the new bowel routine, flirting (quite woefully and sweatily on Karl’s part) as they emptied that most important cavity completely. With an extra and extended hosing afterwards they cleaned him thoroughly up there too, so that no gloves or wipes might detract from the intended mood. He was bathed and shaved and groomed especially impeccably, even his nails trimmed and filed. Nurse Drake finished with the braiding of his hair.
Karl had actually come to appreciate this; it kept stray strands out of his face and mouth better than a ponytail. He also liked the way she used the braids as reins when f*****g hi
