No. (No Watersports)

“No, I’m good,” I said. The attendant smiled, nodded and face forward.

I emptied my snake into the non-talking urinal and began to wash my hands. As I stared in the mirror at the attendant, I felt like I wanted to use her for more than just a urinal. It was then that the stall that was thumping opened and out walked an older male doctor, his limp dick still flopping out of his pants. Another old black nurse came out and adjusted her scrubs. The older male doctor walked over to the attendant who bent down.

I left before I could see the older doctor do his business on the attendant, me not being into that.