A toilet flushes.

The door to one of the stalls opened and a grey headed man in fishing clothes stepped out. He stared at me wide eyes, his cock in his hand. He was stroking it wildly.

"So fuckin' hot," he said.

He was a chubby little guy with a small cock. The outfit he was wearing looked more like something from a high-end magazine than a BassPro or other outdoor supply store. There was nothing attractive about him, except the way he stared at me.