IJMC - Talk About Painful
This one almost got cut...it's been around a bit, and it's dreadfully
painful to read...so if you read it, you're stronger than I thought. If
you like it, you're sicker than I thought...which, does little but put
you closer to the same boat I'm in. <grin> -dave
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The scene, Chicago's O'Hare Airport ...
A gentleman had a serious problem. He had made several attempts to get into
the Men's restroom, but it had already been occupied. The stewardess noticed
that he was taking short steps and had a look of pain on his face.
Sir! she said. You may use the Ladies restroom if you promise not to touch any
of the buttons on the wall. He would have promised anything, and says 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 labled ATR.
Who would know if he touched them? He couldn't resist. He pushed WW. Warm
water was sprayed upon his bottom. What a nice feeling. 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 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
supreme ecstacy.
He knew he was in hospital when he opened his eyes. A nurse was staring down
at him with a smirk on her face.
What happened? he asked. She exclaimed:
You pushed one too many buttons - replied the nurse. The last button marked
ATR was the Automatic Tampon Remover. Your penis is under the pillow.
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