@agracier: Didn't the household help hint, later, when you had grown into a young man, that she wanted to bathe you again?Yes indeed. I forgot that I must have written about that before.My aunt's household help also helped at our house later. I was a bit older by then, 14 or so, but my parents didn't trust me to do the sitting for my younger siblings. So the household help also came over at night on occasion when my parents went out. Once when I was going for a bath she pointedly asked if I needed any help washing my back or so. Would I like her help? She looked at me in a manner that even naïve and unexperienced me knew that she was offering much more than just a back scrub. And at that age I was already very adept at using Q-tips and soap and other suitable elongated things as anal insertion instruments whenever I took a bath. I was half wondering if she knew when she asked me. In any case, I bet she knew what kids my age got up to alone in the bathroom and would have liked to help out.Stupid me, I refused instinctively and went on my way to the bathroom. A bit later, after undressing and going about preparing my simple anal toys, I rather regretted my rapid and stupid turning down of her offer. I know that even if we ourselves had no suppositories or such in the house, the household help had on other occasions made her own soap sticks.But then when all is said, knowing my tattle-tale sister, she probably would have snitched on me anyway and gotten me (and the help) into trouble.Still, a real regret on my part. I bet she really would have taken me to hand.