Post by tonkatoy on Mar 9, 2007 23:55:02 GMT 1
In a Chicago hospital, a gentleman had made several attempts to get into
the men's restroom, but it had always been
occupied. A nurse noticed his predicament. Sir, she said, "You may use
the
ladies room if you promise not to touch any of the
buttons on the wall.
He did what he needed to, and as he sat there he noticed the buttons he
had
promised not to touch.
Each button was identified by letters: WW, WA, PP and a red one labeled
ATR. Who would know if he touched them?
He couldn't resist.
He pushed WW. Warm water was sprayed gently upon his bottom.
What a nice feeling, he thought. Men's restrooms don't have nice things
like this.
Anticipating greater pleasure, he pushed the WA button.
Warm air replaced the warm water, gently drying his underside.
When this stopped, he pushed the PP button.
A large powder puff caressed his bottom adding a fragile scent of spring
flowers to this unbelievable pleasure.
The ladies restroom was more than a restroom, it is tender & loving.
When the powder puff completed, he couldn't wait to push the ATR button
which he knew would be supreme ecstasy.
Next thing he knew he opened his eyes, he was in a hospital bed, and a
nurse was staring down at him.
"What happened?" he exclaimed. The last thing I remember was pushing the
ATR button.
The nurse replied, "The button marked ATR is an Automatic Tampon
Remover.
Your penis is under your pillow."
Men Never Listen!!!!!
the men's restroom, but it had always been
occupied. A nurse noticed his predicament. Sir, she said, "You may use
the
ladies room if you promise not to touch any of the
buttons on the wall.
He did what he needed to, and as he sat there he noticed the buttons he
had
promised not to touch.
Each button was identified by letters: WW, WA, PP and a red one labeled
ATR. Who would know if he touched them?
He couldn't resist.
He pushed WW. Warm water was sprayed gently upon his bottom.
What a nice feeling, he thought. Men's restrooms don't have nice things
like this.
Anticipating greater pleasure, he pushed the WA button.
Warm air replaced the warm water, gently drying his underside.
When this stopped, he pushed the PP button.
A large powder puff caressed his bottom adding a fragile scent of spring
flowers to this unbelievable pleasure.
The ladies restroom was more than a restroom, it is tender & loving.
When the powder puff completed, he couldn't wait to push the ATR button
which he knew would be supreme ecstasy.
Next thing he knew he opened his eyes, he was in a hospital bed, and a
nurse was staring down at him.
"What happened?" he exclaimed. The last thing I remember was pushing the
ATR button.
The nurse replied, "The button marked ATR is an Automatic Tampon
Remover.
Your penis is under your pillow."
Men Never Listen!!!!!
;D ;D ;D
