When I think about how I disliked enemas growing up and how in contrast I like to read about other doing them as well as those occasional moments when my wife and I engage in them not so much for health reasons as for recreational ones, I have to conclude that this is all so bizarre. It would be very different if this interest was all for health purposes in which case an occasional enema would be a necessity and not a luxury. What's worse is that a few years ago I thought that I was the only such person on the planet, but then I discovered Zity and learned that such was not the case.
So what do I do? Simple. I ignore the bizarreness of it all, relax and enjoy an occasional enema for all its kinkiness. I have to admit that Sharon and I are the perfect couple this way. Who else would put up with one another?