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    Breakfast

    It wasn’t until the tap turned itself off the she broke our gaze. “I forgot it was a sensor tap” she laughed. 

    The delightful shiver I felt at the sound had me biting back a moan. God, I didn’t know it was possible but she was even more breathtaking when she laughed. Not good, I immediately thought. “Excuse me” I whispered before quickly locking myself in the nearest stall.

    I yanked my jeans down and anxiously sat on the toilet seat. 

    My heart was thudding, my palms were sweating, my nose was itching and worst of all I was quickly sobering up. I need to do my business and escape ASAP only I couldn’t even manage something as simple as peeing. No shock there though, I’ve never been able to go when nervous and right now I was a bundle of nerves. 

    “Would you like me to keep the water running or would you like me to continue talking?”

    “Excuse me?” I asked quizzically. How was it I didn’t noticed how delightful her voice was? 

    “It used to help when I was younger.”

    I couldn’t help but smile at the admission. “Thanks but its really not necessary” I was embarrassed yet touched by the offer. Unfortunately it would be a waste of a valuable resource. I couldn’t very well tell her my inability to ‘go’ was directly linked to her presence now could I? 

    “I’ll leave you to it then shall I.” 

    I knew I had to be imagining the disappointment sigh I thought I may have heard her release. Just as soon as the door closed behind her my bladder relaxed, only to go into lock down mode when the door was once again opened. She didn’t have to utter a word, I knew it her, it was as if I could sense her. 

    “Yes?” I whispered when a few moments passed without a word. It was absolutely nerve wrecking sitting here in a little stall closed off and unable to see her face, see what she was thinking, feeling – if anything.

    “I don’t know if this is too forward but can I see you?”

    I was stumped.

    “Once you decide to get out of there that is. It’s close to five am so perhaps breakfast or is that too eager?” Mistaking my silence for refusal she continued, “unless it was my best friend you were interested in – I’m sorry”

    It couldn’t have come at a worse time but it was at that particular moment my bladder chose to relax. I blushed at the giggle on the other end of the door. “It was you” I sighed, quickly finishing up before I nudged the door open and found her gorgeous smile beaming my way as she walked towards me.

    “I hoped it was me” she replied in a husky tone that had my body trembling with desire.


    The End.  

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    Comments

    1. Sweet. And hysterical. “They’re going dutch Shane, that could only mean one thing …””He’s cheap?””No! She’s a lesbian and she wants me.”I had to be hooked to a respirator. lol

    2. This is so funny! ..Can’t go if she’s nervous? ..lol
      .Oh man, she has a lot of that coming if she’s start being around with her “Goddess” :P

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