Angela and I had known each other for years, in a hobby society where we both participated. We had some interests in common. We'd had some long chats over the years, and had become good friends. She and her husband were members of the same local chapter as I was, so we ran into each other at events.

She and her hubby were poly, so she got around a bit. However, he got into some stuff that exceeded the agreed boundaries of her relationship. They got divorced. She changed careers and moved, so she and I hadn't run into each other, in person, in a while. However, we still chatted quite a bit, online. At one point, we got to talking about health stuff. Turned out, she had a digestive distorder that caused intense, bad constipation if she ate certain things. She revealed that at the big camping event, over the years, she'd had some bad bouts of blockage.

This lead to a discussion about remedies. I pointed out that an enema would probably be the best remedy. I popped up an Amazon tab, and found a 3-liter silicon enema bag. Copied the image, and pasted it into the chat. She responded with a #thumbs-up emoji. We chatted a bit more, and dropped offline.

Some time went by. A couple of years later, lo and behold, she'd decided to come back to the big campout-festival. This time, she was camping solo / single, so she decided to join up with our local chapter's camp. I was one of the first set up, so when she pulled in I walked over and offered to help. She gave me a big hug, and told me how glad she was to see me. Thus begins my tale.