Author:
Darin
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Date Posted: Sunday, February 12, 2012, 07:14: pm
I grew up rural, long before urban sprawl, when farms were for farming and each residence was somewhat isolated. Mom, during the warm-weather months, would administer enemas out-of-doors, using the outdoor privy we had. My brother and I would usually hide in the hayloft of the barn and watch as our sisters got their enemas ... usually nude, just bending over, hands on knees. when our sisters got to be 17 and 18, they protested that they were too old for outdoor enemas, and wanted to use the indoor bathroom, but Mom said she would continuing giving them outdoors as long as the weather was nice. She didn't want the odor of an enema in the house. I'm presuming our sister also took the same opportunity to watch us get our enemas the same way and learned a lot about the male physique ... ifthey had not already learned while dating.
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