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>>we were both in the 7th grade at the same school and >>lived only three doors from each other.a bad stomach >>flu and intestinal virus causing severe constipation >>was effecting the females in our area.Our moms were >>going to the doctor since they each contracted the >>virus.we were both feverish and were sent home by the >>school nurse.when we got to joannes house, we heard >>our moms in the bed room and we walked in.sandras mom >>was laying in bed while my mom was holding up a hot >>water bottle with a hose on it stuck in my aunts >>butt.my mom said that she just had a few enemas and >>was giving my aunt a few enemas and then it is going >>to be our turn.neither of us ever saw an enema like >>this, since we always got bulb enemas from my mom and >>aunt when we were ill.needless to say we were both >>not looking forward to this at all.we were told to go >>and lay down and they would be in to take our >>temperatures rectally.they inserted the thermometers >>and said they would be back in a few minutes.they came >>in with a towel draped over their arms and set them on >>the bed.the thermometers were removed and replaced >>with an enema tube and we each got our first of many >>bag enemas.we both said that they were much better >>than getting the bulb stuck in and out,but the surge >>of the bulb did feel nice and the bag enemas does'nt >>do this.our moms bought higginson pumps and we both >>enjoyed getting our enemas which started our girls >>week end enema enjoyment and still do to this day.it's >>enema time. > >To each his or her or their own, that's what freedom >is all about!

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