When using someone else's bathroom, I have been known to peek into their medicine cabinet, vanity drawers and behind cabinet doors, just to see if there might be any enema equipment stored there out of sight. On more than one occasion, I have discovered their little secrets, but these days hardly anyone has enema equipment any more, especially the younger generations.
One job I had several years ago required that I enter other peoples apartments and condos to work on their HVAC equipment, and in almost every occasion I did go in and check out their bathroom . . . the results were disappointing to say the least. A couple of times I did discover a stash of sex toys (vibrators, restraints, dildos, and the like) but no enema equipment.
Only once, in the apartment of two wonderful late-20's lesbians (married to each other) did I discover equipment on display: In order to get to their HVAC unit which was in a closet behind an upstairs bathroom, I had to go through the bathroom. Now, on this one particular occasion, both of them were cuddling, under a blanket, on the sofa, downstairs, in the living room, watching TV, and did not bother to get up. As I went to check out their HVAC unit, I entered their upstairs bathroom where upon I came face to face with their collection of sex toys (a display of various sized dildos, several strap-on harnesses, various vibrators, and multiple leather restraints). I could hear these two girls downstairs giggling, and thinking that they might be laughing at me, and possibly hoping that I would come out all red-faced and embarrassed (which I didn't). So after repairing their HVAC unit, on my way out, I got both of them good when I complemented them on their fine collection of sex toys on display upstairs, and both of them blushed like I have never seen before.