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"Sir" she said,"You may use the ladies room if you promise not to touch any of the buttons on the wall." He would have promised anything and said so.
The relief was pure joy, and as he
sat there savoring the feeling he noticed the buttons he had promised not
to touch. Each button was
identified by letters: WW,
WA, PP, and a red one ATR.
Who would know if he touched them?
He could not resist. He pushed WW.
Warm water was sprayed gently upon
his bottom. What a nice feeling.
Mens restrooms don't have nice
things like this.
Anticipating greater pleasure,
he pushed the WA button. Warm air
replaced the warm water,gently drying
his underside. When this
stopped, he pushed the PP button.
A large powder puff carressed his bottom adding a fragile scent of
spring flowers to this unbelievable pleasure.
The ladies restroom is more
than a restroom, it is a place of tender loving pleasure. When the
powder puff completed its pleasure he could hardly wait to push the ATR
button, which he knew would be the supreme ecstasy.........
He knew he was in a hospital as soon
as he opeed his eyes. A nurse was
staring down at him with a smirk
on her face. "What happened he
exclaimed. You pushed one to
many buttons replied the nurse. "The last button marked ATR was an
Automatic Tampon Remover. Your penis is under the pillow"..............