ToiletsToilets are weird half public/half private spaces. All sorts of stuff goes on in them. They are devious entrances and exits from venues, places to have sex, to snort drugs or even, get this, to defecate. Tell us your favourite toilet stories.
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chthonic, Fri 2 Sep 2005, 11:11)
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Using the gents- a ladies' cautionary taleA few years ago I used to frequent a particularly grotty club in Bristol called the Lochiel. Which was a boat.
One night, the queue for the (one, count it) ladies' toilet was horrendously long, so i decided to use the gents.
As grotty club toilets go it wasn't too bad. Very scruffy, but the actual cubicle was pretty clean. So I locked the door and settled in.
When I'd finished my wee, I stood up, pulled my leggings up (long time ago remember)and due to my alcohol comsumption and a slight starboard list of the boat, I wobbled against the wooden cubicle wall. Regaining my balance, I smoothed my leggings up over my arse before leaving.
But wait? What's that in my hand? It seems to be a jelly-like, slightly warm, sticky substance...
That's right. By leaning against the wall briefly, I had somehow transferred a mis-shot wad of an unknown man's jizz to my person.
Nice.
(, Fri 2 Sep 2005, 12:57, Reply)
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