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Date Posted: Monday, June 20, 2011, 04:44: pm
When I was 8 years old and we had company - a neighbor lady and her 6 year old boy had come to visit after supper. At about 9 PM, the neighbor lady said it was getting late and time to leave and my Mother agreed, adding that she still had to give me a big soap enema before bed because I hadn't been eating well. Well that was news to them and me, and having the boy knowing I what I was going to go thru after they left and giving me one of those "sure glad it's you, not me" looks really embarrassed me! And, of course, shortly after they left I was "bare assed" with the enema hose up my butt and not feeling very good at all, as the bag "happily" emptied and I got "not so happily" filled!
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