Toilette

Toilette. That's the name of my new girlfriend. She's so kind. So sweet. So sexy. Looking at her, I almost forget where she came from. What happened to me in the bathroom. What I tasted the first time she kissed me.

But now that she's excused herself to the ladies room, I remember. I remember it all.

I'm nervous. When I get nervous, my stomach hurts. And, when my stomach hurts, I need to use the bathroom. There's just one problem.

She won't let me use the toilet anymore.

This 3,725-word erotic comedy is a stand-alone story containing explicit adult content. It is not recommended for readers under age 18.