The great secret of all women on to the hot girl is your mom had Albanian taught you to clean the toilet table toilet paper and then carefully placed strips of paper around the perimeter of the cup. You finally
instructed, 'Never, never sit in a public restroom. " Y then I showed 'position' that is swinging on the toilet in a sitting position without your body contact with the cup.
"The Position" is one of the first lessons of life of a girl, super important and necessary, to accompany us for the rest of our lives. But even today in our adult years, 'position' is painfully difficult to maintain when your bladder is full to bursting.
When 'gotta go' to a public bathroom, you find a queue of women that makes you think that inside is Brad Pitt. So I ask once and wait patiently, smiling kindly to other people who also are quietly crossing legs and arms. Is the official position of "I'm pissing."
Finally you get to your turn, but always get the typical mom with "the little girl who can not take it anymore" and a chance to skip both the queue with all the nose!. Then check each cubicle underneath to version no legs. Everyone is busy.
Finally one opens and you jump almost knocking the person comes out. You go and you realize that the handle does not work (never works), no matter ...
Hang up your bag hook on the door, and there are no hook (Never hook), inspect the area, the floor is filled with liquid permanent and do not dare to leave it there, so I'll hang neck as balanced a view as beneath you, without you strap neck brake, because the bag is full of shit that you were getting into - most of which do not use, but you have them just in case - ..
But back to the door ... as I had no handle, just the option to hold with one hand while the other one go get off her panties and jacks 'position' ... AAhhhhhh Relief ... ... .... At last ... That's when your thighs start to tremble .... that are suspended in air, legs flexed, the movement cortándote panties thighs, arm extended in against the door and a 5 kg bag hanging from your neck. I love to sit
, but did not have time to clean the bowl or cover yourself with paper, inwardly believe that nothing would happen but your mother's voice reverberates in your head "you never feel in a public toilet!", So you stay in 'position' with wobbly legs, then by a calculation error in the distance a jet finíiiiiisima sprinkled splashes you in your own ass and that means it soaks up! You're lucky if you do not wet your own shoes, and to adopt "the position" requires great concentration.
To zoom out of your mind that unfortunately, looking for the toilet paper roll peroooo, joooooder ...! the roll is empty ...! (Always) Then supplications to heaven that between 5 kgs. of stuff you carry in your bag has a miserable tissue, but to look in your bag you have to throw the door, doubts for a moment, but there is no choice, and as you release the door, someone pushed and that you get a bang to slow down a fast, jerky movements, if ruthlessly, or everyone will see you sitting in the air half the knee panties NO! Then yell ¡¡¡¡¡ O-CU-PA-dooo !!!!!!!!!', while continuing to push the door with your free hand, you assume that all waiting abroad have heard your message and you can release the door without fear, no one will try to reopen it (in that we respect women too much) and you are about to find your keenex without oppression, I would like to use more than one but you know how valuable they are similar cases and I get by with a case.
Just then automatically turns off the bathroom light in a cubicle so small it can not be so hard to find the! give the light back to the hand of kleenex that the other still holding your panties, you counting the seconds you have left to get out of there, sweating in you coat on because there are no hangers, and that is, you have to see how hot it is in such places as small and in that position of strength that follow, with the twins burst. Excluding
anger in you by the bang, the desnuque with bag strap, sweat running down your face, the jet splashed on the legs and stockings, which are still wet ... the memory of your mom avergonzadísima would be if I saw you so, because your ass never touched a public toilet seat because, frankly, 'you do not know what kind of diseases could agarrarahí '.
But the debacle does not stop ... you're exhausted, when you stand up and not feel my legs, I rearrange the clothes quickly and strips of chain above! If that fails rather not ever leaving the bathroom what a shame! then go out into the sink.
Everything is full of water so you can not drop for a second bag, hang it over his shoulder, do not know how the automatic sensor faucet and you play until you get a splash of cool water and soap get you lavas in a position of Hunchback of Notre Dame to keep from slipping from your shoulder bag end up in the sink under running bath automatic air dryer is a useless piece of junk so I just secándote hands in your pants, why not spend another Kleenex to think that! and salts wing line passing by women who are still waiting with his legs crossed and now you are unable to smile politely, knowing that you've been there a eternidad.Tendrás luck if you do not go dragging a piece of toilet paper stuck to your shoe the length of the Mississippi River, or worse, the lack caught by your socks rolled up you went up to the speed of light and showing your ass! I swear, it happened to me and I'm not the only one I know! and salts.
currently see your child who has entered, used and left the men's room and had plenty of time to read War and Peace while waiting for you. 'Why did you take so long? " asks irritably. "There was much cola you just say.
And this is the reason why women go in groups to the bathroom, solidarity, and that you hold the bag and coat, the other holds you the door, one passes you Kleenex under the door and so much easier and faster since you only have to concentrate on having "the position." and dignity.
This is dedicated to women everywhere who have had que un Bano Publico have used.
