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"Lucky lady," I heard them agree while moving on. By now the moat around my neck made a sloshing noise. It was caused by the swirling fluids around my throat. I opened my mouth for another spoonful of oatmeal, while contemplating how wet the ladies left my face. At least as wet as my thighs. Ms. Rocksand was unconcerned with my faces soggy condition and paid it no mind. Wet was probably the way women preferred to find their men, but it was extremely uncomfortable. Everyone around me was smiling and I strained to act nonchalant.
We soon finished with our lunches and made to leave. Ms. Rocksand dabbed her mouth her napkin and then dried off the ring, neglecting my spit laden face. I pushed back my chair, stood and moved to pull back the chair for Ms. Rocksand. After standing, she slipped her finger through the ring and we proceeded to the washroom. I did need to go badly and couldn't wait to get there, but my spirits sunk when she steered me into the ladies room and into the only stall without a door. I stood between white walls, facing her and watching women pass-by, watching me.
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