I posted this somewhere but I can't find it, so here's a summary of the event.
In 1958 I was 10 years old. Mom had a friend named Marcella who worked at the only drug store in town. In another post I referred her as a Pharmacist but Tess recently corrected me as Marcella was just an employee.
One Saturday in January 1958 Tess and I went to town with Marcella and her daughter Ella which for us was a treat as we got to spend the morning at the drug store where we had lunch and ice cream before going home.
The most memorable part of the morning was helping Marcella and Ella change the front window display. She had to remove and repack most of the enemas on display and setup candies for Valentines day. Now as you might expect Tess and I were in our glory, getting to handle and pack all these wonderful devices, wishing that there was some way to take one home!
Ella wasn't as excited as we were especially when Tess picked up a three quart bag saying to Ella and me "how would you like to get THIS one used on you"? We remember Ella snapping back something like "just put it in the box, they aren't toys"! I remember saying something like "you'll be lucky if your mom doesn't take it home"! Ella grumbled something like "she doesn't need that at home"!
Tess just smiled, knowing that Ella got enemas from a combination enema she had told her about several months ago, I don't know if Tess ever told Ella that I knew how she got her first enema, I wanted to tell her but at 10 years old talking with a girl not my sister about enemas just wasn't going to happen! Another missed opportunity that could have opened up another person to share our kink with if she was receptive to play!
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