Strangest place to have an enema?

In 7th grade one of the boys had a cement swimming pool, with an out house for guests. I guess we might have become a nuisance. They had signs about peeing in their pool and bathing before swimming. We thought we were being fairly clever about it all and were proud of it. Then one day he sprayed my bicycle seat with hair spray. Showing me just how clever he was. To that, three of us got together and used their out house to take in a pint each up our butts. 😉 Jumped in their pool like the champions we were! When out comes his parents, serving sandwiches, etc. OMG !!

We marched our butts into their outhouse and quickly rushed one another to squirt it. It was terrible, no fun at all. We no doubt had to stink. But at least did not goof up their swimming pool. 😁

The true meaning of Ass Holes!

However in my defense: This was only my second year at trying to be civilized.

About 1960 in a sleeping compartment on the 'Silver Meteor' train from New York to Jacksonville, Florida. I was travelling during Christmas vacation with my two spinster aunts in the days before Disney World and the other Orlando attractions. Instead we would visit Saint Augustine and the sites near there. My mother remained at home working since she was a widow trying to raise three kids.

It was not long before I was sick from the food and motion of the train. My aunt the RN had packed her fountain syringe - she never left home without it - and it was not long before I was in the lower bunk getting a couple of enemas somewhere between DC and Richmond I think. It remains the strangest place I have had enemas. I did not get another on the return trip.