Line up for coffee. (And get a better view...)

Josh decided that he wanted a better view of the blonde.

Actually the view he already had wasn't bad: the blonde's bottom was sat on the extraordinarily clean and transparent toilet seat. He crouched down experiementally, and could just about see the woman's pussy as she began to piss.

'Excuse me,' a woman said, brushing past from the entrance. 'Sorry, I didn't see you crouched there. Are you alright?'

Josh blushed. 'Uhm. Yeah. Just, fine.'

The woman smiled, and continued to the counter. Josh was blushing furiously: that woman couldn't possibly have not noticed what he had been doing. But she didn't seem to care. It was still something he was getting used to, though.

Still, crouching down didn't feel very dignified, and he didn't like the idea of being disturbed. He decided to line for coffee instead.

As Josh joined the queue, the same woman recognised him. "Oh, did you want to go ahead? You were here first."

Josh felt self-conscious, but graciously accepted. "Thanks," he said, moving ahead.

Josh felt a bit awkward looking into the bathroom now, having interacted with this other woman. But the bathroom was right there, it had big glass plate windows, and this was the point of him lining up in the first place. As causally as he could, he turned to look into the bathroom.

The blonde woman was still there, holding open her pussy lips to let a stream of piss splash into the toilet. There was no visible splash-back: the bottom of the bowl much be must deeper than he was used to. He also realised that he hadn't heard a single sound from inside the whole time.

The blonde was looking around, distracted. She saw Josh again, and gave him a slight smile, like nodding acquaintances.

The blonde's view drifted slightly downwards. Josh realised that she must be looking down at his crotch.

Suddenly self-conscious, Josh looked to the other people in the line: some were directly facing the glass chamber of the bathroom, and some weren't. Naturally, some had come in groups and were facing each other, occasionally casting glances in the bathroom. Some were just looking at their phones. A few were just watching the blonde or the half- naked staff member, and one or two were facing directly in: a couple of men, and in fact, the lady just behind him. One of the other men seemed to be sporting a bulge as well.

Josh realised what he was doing, and turned quickly back to the bathroom to see the blonde approaching him from within the chamber, looking directly at him. He was spooked until he realised that she was actually approaching the sink on the inside of the chamber, immediately in front of him.

She approached the sink. She was slightly bow-legged. Josh wondered why, until he saw her reach for some sanitary wipe next to the sink, and reach between her legs.

Oh, thought Josh. He looked over to the toilet that the blonde had used. That's right. No stalls — and no stand for any toilet roll.

Josh looked back at the blonde, who was looking at him intently as she spread her legs a bit wider to better reach. She was wiping her vulva quite slowly and deliberately.

Josh saw one of the other men crouch down, and it occurred to Josh that he could too. He crouched down, and looked up at the blonde. She looked back at him with a difficult to read expression, but twinkling eyes. He looked down her torso to her fingers carefully cleaning her sex, taking just a bit longer than seemed reasonable.

The blonde smiled slightly at Josh as she pulled her fingers away, and simply disposed of the wipe on the floor. The half- naked employee took notice and walked up to the discarded wipe, crouching down to pick it up, her butt facing towards another part of the café. A man just outside the chamber, near where she had been stood, looked on with interest.

The blonde stayed slightly spread-legged, and if anything spread her legs slightly wider, as she washed her hands. The sink was very clear, and the water drainage very neat, and hardly obstructed Josh's view. The blonde smiled gently at Josh through the rippling water.

Josh felt that he should stand back up to face the blonde. She smiled as he did, and her eyes flickered down to look through the pipes and the very clear wall to his crotch. She looked on at it as she pulled out some paper towel to dry her hands. She carried this over to the employee, who had resumed her post by the door.

The blonde handed the employee the paper towel, who put it in a bin next to her. They smiled the smiles of a customer service interaction at each other, and the employee gathered the customer's panties, dungarees, shoes and socks for the blonde.

The blonde walked over to the bench near the door, and looked to Josh. Her eyes flitted to the side, around the chamber. She repeated the motion with a quick 'this way' head jerk.