This morning as my wife and I cuddled in bed I could hear this distinct rumbling sound coming from her tummy. 'Ts that you making that rumbling sound?" I asked. "The last time I heard anything like that was when you were about to get your period." Since she hasn't had one of those in couple of years, that notion was immediately rejected.
"So if it isn't that, what is it? Maybe you just need a good enema," I joked.
"Maybe I do. It would be especially nice if you made one and gave it to me this morning," she replied. This is not a frequent occasion, but I love the opportunity to do the honors with the red bag. Not 10 minutes later, Sharon was kneeling in the knee-chest position filing with the warm water and baking soda solution and commenting how good it felt flowing into her.
Later, after expelling, she told me how it was the perfect way to get up on a cold winter morning. It was a Merry Christmas enema from our very festive red bag.