Ladies' Restroom

[AltumAngel]

In a Chicago hospital, a gentleman had made several

> attempts to get into the men's restroom, but it had

> always been occupied.

> A nurse noticed his predicament.

> Sir, she said ' You may use the ladies room if you

> promise not to touch any of the buttons on the wall.'

> He did what he needed to, and as he sat there he

> noticed the buttons he had promised not to touch.

> Each button was identified by letters: WW, WA , PP,

> and a red one labelled ATR.

> Who would know if he touched them?

> He couldn't resist.. He pushed WW. Warm water was

> sprayed gently upon his bottom. What a nice feeling,

> he thought. Men's 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 caressed his

> bottom adding a fragile scent of spring flower to this

> unbelievable pleasure.. The ladies restroom was more

> than a restroom, it is tender loving pleasure. When

> the powder puff completed its pleasure, he couldn't

> wait to push the ATR button which he knew would be

> supreme ecstasy. Next thing he knew he opened his

> eyes, he was in a hospital bed, and a nurse was

> staring down at him.

> 'What happened?' he exclaimed. The last thing I

> remember was pushing the ATR button.

> 'The button ATR is an Automatic Tampon Remover. Your

> penis is under your pillow.'

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