Hole In The Floor

I look around, as the guests watch intently, for a place to take care of business. Eventually, with the crowd still growing larger outside the glass wall, I find a whole, placed in easy view from all three windows. It leads to a drain, and thus give me the best way to keep from smelling up my living and exhibition space.

Its also in plain view of everyone there, and from all three sides. 'Good, they can all watch me go. I just hope they enjoy seeing me do it.', I think gingerly to myself, as I climb down and walk on all fours toward the whole, giving them a clear view of my body at every chance.

It's not long before I'm there, and I turn to face the crowd before letting loose. I thought some may be turned off, but instead, they point at laugh even louder as I relieve myself. I look up, surprised at first, before relaxing and smiling back at them. I manage to wipe and wash up, and then go back to entertaining.

None of them minded anyway. Crowds seem to continue to congregate around me, in larger numbers than before, as I swing, walk on all fours, pose, dance, pinch and slap myself, and otherwise intentionally expose myself to them. I feel pleasure regularly flowing throw me as I place myself in plain view of dozens of people at one time.

Well, until the Zoo closes down. the Guests are eventually ushered out, and they seem disappointed they had to go even then. I find myself wondering how many are consoling themselves that 'We can come back tomorrow'. As they leave, I find myself rather hoping they would ...