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Kara M.
I was at the mall today with my friend Valerie. I usually have to pee
like 5 times a day but today I had to go constantly. I’m not exacyly sure
what it was but I had to go 5 times while we were at the mall alone.
After lunch I had to pee again so me and Valerie went to the nearest
restroom. I took a stall and Val took the one next to me. I set about
doing my peeing. I could hear Val sighing. She was going poop. She pushed
out a peice of doodoo which went splop! then she peed a bunch and wiped
herself. This was interesting because she doesn’t very often poop in
public.

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Charlie
Hey, I have a somewhat interesting story for everyone….it seems that
alot of other people here are toilet shy also. I have no problem talking
about my bodily functions with others, and I don’t have a fear of going
in front of others, but when there is anyone else around I lock up…I
just can’t go.

So anyway, today after church, I went home with my girlfriend sam. We
messed around for a little while, and all the while I felt like I was
going to have to poop, but I didn’t want to go over there, because I knew
it would be tough. I usually can poop really fast, and be done in under a
minute, but it’s not like that at her house. Anyway, I felt the urge to
pee pretty strongly, and I was about to get up and go to the bathroom
when sam told me to hold on while she went. Now, I knew she only had to
pee, and by this time I really had to pee and pooping at her house was
going to be unavoidable…even though I was really desperate I made her
go first, because I knew I’d be awhile and I didn’t want her to have an
accident, so after she had gone, I went in. The door to her bathroom is a
sliding one..and it doesn’t close right…the bottom of the door isn’t
atached right, so it hangs open. Right outside this door is a laundry
room, which leads directly into the kitchen. Any! one sitting at the
kitchen table has a perfect view of the person’s legs on the toilet.
Anyway, I sat there and tried and tried and tried to pee, but to no
avail. Finally, the pain in my stomach was so bad, I couldn’t hold it.
But I thought it was gonna be kinda loose, and I didn’t wanna make that
much noise, so I wrapped my hand in toilet paper and pooped in it and
then lowered it down to the toilet…when I thought I was done, I could
still feel a lot more poop up there, but try as I might, I couldn’t get
it out, or any more pee. So I gave up, wiped, and flushed, and came out
of the bathroom. Right after this, we went walking around her
neighborhood for this band fundrasier thing that she’s doing. We’d told
her parents we’d be gone about an hour, and after half an hour, sam said
she was tired, and ready to quit…but she kinda still wanted to go on
with more houses. Now I was getting desperate to pee again, and I felt
like if I made any sudden movement I’d poop my pants. So I told her we
should just go home. She said “Ok, if you want too it’s fine” I said
“Yeah, I need to.” She said “Why?” I said “I really gotta go to the
bathroom” She said “Charlie, why didn’t you finish before?” She knows I
have trouble peeing around people, but she didn’t know about pooping. “I
couldn’t” I said. “It’s hard for me to poop when there are other people
around..” She said “Aww, you’re potty shy! That’s so cute..” lol, anyway,
we got back to her house, and she went to go show her dad what she had
sold, but she told me to go on and go poop. I told her to stay out of the
room for awhile. “Why?” She asked. “so I can go!” I told her. She laughed
and said ok…this time I was finally able to pee with noone in the
kitchen. But when I pushed, only a little poop came out. I could feel a
truckload of it in me, but I still only managed to get a little out.
About that time, sam came into the laundry room. She’s never talked to me
while I was in the bathroom before, so I was a little surprised when she
said “Sorry, I know I came back a little early” At first I thought she
didn’t know I was in there, because she kept coming toward the bathroom.
“I’m still in here, ya know” I said. I kinda looked through the door and
she looked at me for a sec, then she started putting some clothes in the
drier. We talked for a minute, and then she said “Ok, I’m going so you
can finish.” Then she turned out the light and left. I tried some more,
but I couldn’t get out any more poop. I finally gave up and wiped and
flushed. My urge to poop subsided, and we watched a movie until 10:00 and
then she and her mom took me home.

Well, anyway, some of you may remember me posting about this girl before.
I told her about my interest, and she doesn’t mind if her going potty
turns me on a little. We’ve always been pretty open about toilet stuff,
but today was a little different. I’m hoping maybe she’ll get to the
point where she’ll come in with me, just so I can have some company. I
like the closeness involved in that. Anyway….it’s late, better go to
bed. Well, hope this doesn’t get removed, and hope everyone enjoys this.
Oh, and I’d appreciate any advice about what to do about my toilet
shyness. Thanks

-Charlie

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Billy and Kevin L.
Tonight, we came back from the cabin. We ate dinner at home (dad got
pizza). Neither me nor Kev pooped before we left the whole day. Josh
pooped at church and I don;t think Jeremy pooped. The four of us plus
cousin Billy and cousin Mike were riding in mom’s car. Our older brothers
were riding with dad.

About 30 minutes into the ride, Josh said he had to poop. It was raining
cats and dogs and there was thunder and lightning. Mom said that it is
too dangerous to go outside, so we can either wait until we get home or
go in the bedpan. Mom always keeps a bedpan & toilet paper for just such
emergencies. I helped Josh get on the bedpan. He starts to pee and then
starts grunting. Josh and Jeremy was in the back row of the car and we
were in the middle seat. Josh poope for about 10 minutes. It was one of
those poops where little turds came out. Jeremy said he had to go. I told
he had to hurry, because it was my turn next. He hopped on and farted
like 3 times real loud. Then he pooped out four big logs. He wiped. I got
the bedpan, sat on it and let it rip. I started to poop. My log hit the
bottom of the bed pan and wouldn;t go any further. I had to stand up for
hte resto fo it to come out. As I stood up, the rest came out and it
landed in the bed pan. It broke in two near the! end that came out last.
I pooped out about 4 more logs and then some mushy stuff. It only took
about two minutes. Abvout 30 minutes later, Kev ahd to go. He pooped out
a ton of mushy stuff. Billy said he might as well go. He said he did not
go today either. So he went. He pushed out another huge log. As he was
pooping hte pile from us and from him go so high that he had to stand up
too. He pooped about 5 logs and then some mushy stuff. When we got home,
mom asked me to empty the bedpan in the woods. THe woods are only about 5
feet from the drive way. The thing weight about 10 pounds. Me and billy
went out back and emptied it. we went inside for some snacks. I told them
I had to poo again. Kev said he did. Billy and Josh and Jermey came too.
I sat down and passed some mushy stuff. I had to wipe a lot and there was
streak marks on my underwear. Kev sat down too. He pooped up another
storm. Mom came in to get the towels in the hamper to wash them. She
looked at Kev’s udnerwear a! nd said you’d better give them to me. There
were a lot of streak marks. Jeremy said, you better take Billy’s too. I
said they’re ok. She said no streak marks? I siad jsut a few. She made me
go into my room and change them. It only took about 10 seconds. THen she
asked me to check on Josh and Jeremy. Josh ahd to poop again. He had a
few steak marks. Jeremy just peed. He didn’t have any. But I wiped their
butts jsut ot be sure.

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Althea
Kara M: Welcome to the forum. We are all friends under the
microprocessor. We welcome; we do not judge. That is because we all go to
the bathroom. Who does not? If so, they are in trouble. Whatever,
whenever, wherever, whoever, however and why, whether sitting, standing,
squatting, dress up, skirt up, or pants down. At 15, 16 and 17, I
elevated going to the toilet as an art. See my earlier posts.

I like this cover girl. Simple dress up, panties at thighs, no slip. My
nieces and cousins ask me why I wear a slip. My mother and grandmother
raised me that way.

Outhouse Scott: There was a movie, “Incubus”. A 17y/o? about went to a
theater bathroom one of my favorite places. While sitting on the toilet
with her cheerleader skirt up and her panties down, the girl was
brutalized by a “monster”.

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TC
I am very interested in references to women pooping on TV shows. On
Survivor last year, there was one episode where several of the players
(including the lovely Lisabeth) got the runs. There was one scene where
Lisabeth obviously had to go bad and was walking real funny toward the
latrine.

My question is this. I have never watched Big Brother or Real World. Both
of these shows involve men and women living together in a large house.
Can anyone who watches these shows tell me if there have been any
poop-related scenes involving women? By poop-related, I mean scenes where
women are talking about pooping or saying that they have to poop or
scenes showing women running to the bathroom, etc.

Does anyone know of any other reality-type shows where women have been
showing talking about pooping or having to poop?

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Laura
Annie, Robbie, Rizzo, Curious and All: Thanks for your warm
welcome…this site is just awesome!!!!!!

It seems Sundays are my best pooping days right before church. I think
this has to do with our big dinner Saturday night….since both my
husband and I work all week, Saturdays I like to cook a huge Mexican meal
consisting of refried beans, chicken soft tacos and corn, stewed tomatoes
and rice with extra spices…..of course I have tortilla chips and salsa
as an appetizer.

Curious: Here is a description of me….I have short, shoulder length
dark brown hair, blue eyes and a light complexion. I’m 5’7 and trim.
My Husband is Latino and has dark brown hair, brown eyes and is 5’9 and
very well built. We are both in our middle 30s and have no children yet
only our dog, maxie who is like our little baby.

This past Sunday my husband, John and I decided to go online before
breakfast and I showed him this site and my post from last week…at
first he was a bit surprised but then he said “you know I could get used
to this!!!” so stay tuned he may post as well….I have yet to see him
poop for me he’s still shy about that…any ideas?

Well back to my story…….after breakfast which consisted of scrambled
eggs, bacon and toast I had this urge in my gut that said….get to the
toilet fast!!!! I excused myself from the table and John said “you need
my help, darling?” I said “of course” (grinning from ear to ear). We
hurried to the bathroom and kept the door open for maxie to come in and
out. John lifted the lid for me and I hiked up my white nightgown and
pulled down my pale pink panties to my knees and sat down with my hands
in my lap. I sat in silence for about a minute or so before I let out a
soft fart (pfffttt) and then began to tinkle ever so gently. John sat and
watched me with total awe….he didn’t utter a word and I was enjoying
the silence and listening to nothing but my natural body functions.
After a couple of minutes I let out another fart and leaned further
forward and began to strain…GRRRRRR, UHHHHHHH……….John took my
hand and said “It’s alright, Laura just grab my hand tightly and push as
hard as you can….he was looking behind me to see if my poop was
emerging yet and it was…..he could see the head of a monster turd
coming out. He kept encouraging me to push harder and harder…I was
getting pretty sweaty at this point and had to stop and take a breather.
John just rubbed my ???? for a while as I leaned back to rest……I
assured him after a few more good pushes my turd will be out…I go
through this every Sunday just about so I’m used to this but it’s so nice
to have my partner share this wonderful experience with me.

After 5 minutes I was ready to get this monster out…….I leaned
forward, grasped John’s hand tight and pushed and pushed…we could both
hear the crackling sounds of my poop and then suddenly a huge
KERSLOOP!!!!!! Ahhhhhhhhh what a relief!!!! I peed a bit and sat back to
rest again……..then I leaned forward and John wiped me but we both
looked at what I had done first…..the turd was about 12 inches long,
and fat on both ends………it smelled pretty ripe too and covered the
entire toilet hole…I was so worried it wouldn’t make it when I flushed.
It took 8 wipes to get me all clean since it was a sticky one
too…..those are a pain!!!!!!!!!! Then I flushed pulled up my panties
and let down my nightie and we both went over to wash our hands…..we
had an hour before having to get ready for church so we crawled into bed
and held each other for a while….maxie came and plopped on the bed too.

I love weekends!!!!!!! I only hope one day I’ll see my beloved on the
toilet soon…that would make my week but I don’t want to pressure him.

Peace Laura :o)

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Donny
I was in a Wal-Mart this evening and an overwhelming urge to shit came
upon me. Lately I’ve been eating spicy food and having an unusual diet
creating huge clouds of foul gas. I farted in the store and a group of
people noticed it and held their breath. I headed off to the restroom and
took the end stall in which the toilet already contained a shit and lots
of paper. I dumped on top of this mess a huge amount of soft smelly stuff
and then wiped 12 times. The toilet was entirely full of shit and paper
to a level above the seat. I pulled up my pants and flushed, stepping
quickly away. From a distance of 10 feet, I watched as the shit and paper
spewed from the bowl covering the floor! I got the hell out of there
quickly. Some poor bum had a lot of cleaning up to do!

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Outhouse Scott
Hey all.

Had a near perfect dump today.

I was getting ready for work when the urge to crap hit me. I went into
the bathroom, pulled down my jeans and boxers and sat on the toilet. It
took a little push to get started, but then it came out pretty steadily.
A nice, big, thick log pushed its way out, and fell quietly into the
water. Felt great. No farting, not even an odor. I ripped off a few
sheets of paper and wiped. The paper was squeaky clean! Flushed it down
and pulled up my pants. Doesn’t happen often, but when it does, it’s a
pleasant, memorable experience.

Just had to share that.

Scott

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Upstate Dave
Good morning to all. I just finished reading this mornings posts.()
Welcome to Liz B I hope you post more stories. Tim that was a great post.
Gruntly Bogwell,Please check back in if you can,possibly as a guest
expert commentater. You will be missed. Yvonne if you got to go go.
Parking lots are used more often then you may think. There have been a
lot of posts here with many parking lot stories.

I was waiting for a bus one day. I had just missed it so I had an hour
wait for the next one. Two girls came in and sat down on the bech next to
me. They looked like they were 12 or 13 years old. Iwas 15 at this time.
The one girl with blonde hair was kind of squirming around while she was
siting there. I decieded to pass the time pulled out a smoke and lit up.
The blonde asked me if I had an extra. I said sure and gave her one.

Well we started to talk and her name was Brenda and her friend was
Carrie. We continued to talk. Ten minutes had passed and Brenda was
fidgeting more. I asked her if she was ok. She said she had to pee really
bad but did not want to miss the bus. I told her that the bus would not
be here for another 30 minutes. She had plenty of time to go.

She asked me for another cigarette and would I come with her to stand
guard. Her friend Carrie had gone to the store a couple of blocks down to
get something to snack on. Well there was a large parkig lot behind us so
we walked back a couple of rows. Brenda scooted between two cars asked me
for a light and then pulled her pants down to her ankles and squated. Her
pee started with a strong narrow stream. It hit the blacktop with a
slashing force. She peed that way for 30 seconds or so.

Brendas stream slowed down and she then asked if I had anything she could
use to wipe herself. I had a couple of extra napkins in my back pocket
left from lunch so I gave her one. Her pee stoped dribbling out and she
wiped herself. She left quite a puddle of pee between the two cars. We
went back to the bus stop and waited for Carrie and the bus. I will post
the second part of this tommorow.

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Rich and Kathy (RJOGGER and Wife)
Oh, Boy!, A day off, and what a day. Kathy is at work, our daughter and
her 2 boys are at work / daycare, her older brother, his wife and son are
out for the day, so I have the house to myself. I got in a great run this
morning, cleaned up the yard, and now I get to indulge in a favorite past
time. There were some more great stories, although the posts seem to be
coming in bursts; nothing for a day or two, then wham!, a freight train
load comes in!

Carmalita – Oh dear Seniorita, your one last story before your wedding
was another beauty. Your descriptions of your pooping adventure, and
those of your pals are the best. Again, Kathy and I send our love and
best wishes to you and Jake.
Renee and Patsy – Hey, what’s up girls? Our replies to you got trashed
with a post that we sent, so Kathy and I just want to say hello, and we
hope that everything is OK. We also want to thank you for saying hello to
us. Nice story about you two, with Patsy peeing, and Renee dropping a big
load, then Renee sitting on Patsy’s lap, while she pooped. I would have
given anything to be a fly on the wall! Be well, we love you girls, and
we hope to hear some more of your great pooping and peeing adventures
soon.
Laura – What you and your husband just did, is something that Kathy and I
have engaged in for many more years that I care to count. We have been
watching each other on the toilet and wiping each other since we were
dating. It got to the point that we had 2 toilets installed in our master
bath, just so we could be with each other during “bathroom” time. As you
and your husband learned, watching and wiping each other can be a very
pleasurable experience. Hopefully, you will have more of the same, and
share them with us.

Hellos also to Kim and Scott, Jane, Buzzy, Jeff A, Rizzo, Muggs, and
Robbie and Annie.

Wednesday morning I was treated to the sight of a beautiful, young (about
35), lady runner pooping in the woods. First, I am going to digress from
that for a moment and tell you about Thursday AM. Kathy and longtime
friend Anne (she has been the subject of a few of our posts) went out
Wednesday night, to this saloon that they and some girlfriends hit about
once a month. God knows what they eat and drink, but when I got home from
bowling Wednesday night, Kathy was a little tipsy (she was NOT driving),
and she was also, well, let’s just leave it at that! Thursday morning, I
got up, stretched and went into the head to crap. I was wiping, when my
better half wandered in, sat on the other bowl, and started plopping out
the noisiest, smelliest shit ever. Kathy’s poop usually makes soft
crackles, but this load exploded with loud crackles and pops. ” I made
the mistake of eating chile at Jack’s”. Oh boy, she had the Alehouse’s
chile, and red meat and beans are a bad combination fo! r my wife. She
crackled out another, said it really stung, then told me that all of the
girls, her included, had also eaten fresh cayenne salsa. Great! After
another couple of minutes, I got her some medicated pads, as she wanted
to wipe herself. When she was finished, she told me that her asshole was
on fire, and she drew a hot bath for herself. So I went out running.

Now, for Wednesday. I was about 4 miles into a 7 miler, when I noticed
this lady running up ahead. I was closing on her, but I was still some
distance behind. After another several hundred yards, I had closed the
gap some more, when she turned right and went into the woods. This spot
that she entered is near one of our favorite dump sites, so I slowed, and
went behind this large rock that somewhat protects, but does not hide the
area. I watched as she put down her water bottle, lowered her blue
running pants and panties and squatted. I quickly got a glimpse of her
undersides, which revealed a very pink skinned anus that was already
starting to dome outward. I watched as she easily pushed out a light
brown poop, that looked about almost 2″ thick. It made no noise as it
exited, and after about 18″ had passed, it fell to the ground. Her hole
contracted, then domed and another, smaller poop exited, followed by a
third. Then she peed, and I mean she really peed. This went on fo! r
about a minute and a half, stopped, then her anus domed and she passed
another poop, and this repeated 3 more times! I saw her reach into her
jacket, pull out some tissues and clean her hole, but it only took 2
wipes. A couple of dabs at her vaginal area, and she stood up, pulled up
her pants, grabbed her bottle and was off. When the coast was clear, I
stepped out from behind the rock and went for a look. I was impressed by
the pile this girl had left. The first turd was indeed about 18″ by 2″
and was soft but well formed. The other 6 poops were each about 4″ by
1.5″, again well formed and piled neatly on the big one. There was a
puddle of pee that was sinking into the dirt, but it must have been
forceful, as there were still some bubbles on the ground. I am, even at
my advanced age, still amazed at the healthy bowel and bladder output
that athletic women produce, and this lady’s product was no exception. I
admired it, then took off for the rest of my run.

Now back to Thursday, late afternoon. I get home and hear Kathy and Anne
conversing, near the master bedroom. I go in, and see the 2 of them,
sitting on the toilets, wiping themselves. Then the smell hit. They must
have dumped another Wednesday night load. Anne looked at me and said “Hi
sweetie, how’s the fragrance?”, then she and Kathy laughed. I left
returned with a Lysol can, and said, “That answer your question?”. The
girls finished wiping, stood up, turned around, hurled their moons at me,
and Kathy said, “Clean enough for you love?”. Then they flushed, pulled
up their drawers, washed and left. There were skids in both bowls, I
sprayed to relieve the stench, then I went to tell both of them that they
should pose more often on the toilet, as it seems to fit them to a tee.
That brought laughs, playful slaps, and remarks that maybe they will pose
more often on the toilet together. Hmmm, that’s given me more ideas.
Well, I hope that when my old lady reads this that she t! akes it all in
stride.

Until next time, So long, Folks

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Julie
Hi everyone

LUCY: I liked your story about needing a wee on your way home. That drink
you had sounds dangerous. Is that the first time you have weed standing?
I know what you mean about going on the train, the guard or someone was
bound to turn up the minute you started to pee!

LOUISE: Hi there! Obviously I need to be on the beach in Spain to see all
the guys – it seems where I live the girls are happy to be seen but not
the guys. Not Fair! I laughed at the bit where Steve walked in on your
Mum. Must have been really embarrasing for him at the time if he had not
seen her naked before. Was she embarrased – I can just imagine if a
boyfriend of mine walked in on Mum having a wee – She wouldn’t know where
to put herself. It’s one thing to wee in front of me, but around other
people, Mum’s really shy. Your’re right about the other day. Just imagine
if I had been someone else on the doorstep and Mum was stood there with
her knickers down!

I’m having an interesting day so far. It all started when I got to work.
To paint the picture, I have an important client coming to the office
later this morning so I’m wearing my dark blue suit, navy tights, white
blouse etc. Anyway, the skirt is rather short coming to a bit above mid
thigh, hence the tights. About 10 minutes ago, I needed a wee, and my
client is due in shortly, so I thought it better to go. Well i went into
the stall, pulled up my skirt and lowered my tights and knickers (plain
white Steve not exciting I’m afraid! – something to do with the time of
month…). I had a wee and then heard the inter office intercom calling
me to reception – obviously my client was early!

In my haste to finish my wee and get out the toilet and greet the client,
I managed to snag my tights when I hitched them up. Absolutely typical! I
pulled my skirt down, but the run was rapidly progressing down my legs
and looked terrible. I was faced with no option but to take my tights
off. Typically I managed not to have a spare pair – yes I know us girls
are supposed to but…

It wouldn’t have been too bad, but the skirt was one of my shorter ones,
and whilst it’s possible to get away without tights, I would have been
better with black knickers underneath. I shall have to keep my legs
tightly crossed for the rest of the day now. Anyway, I digress… I
straightened myself up and put my shoes back on and went to reception
only to find my client had not arrived, it was simply a parcel which had
been delivered for me. You can imagine I was not amused. Anyway, I must
sign off before my client actually does arrive.

Love Julie.x

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Bryian

Hi Everybody, I just got in from being out of town. Been away 12 days got
alot of catching up to do on here(reading all the old posts) Then i’ll
post some stories that i have to share

To Billy and Kevin L: I liked that story about you guys being in the
bathroom pooping and that kid was still in there pooping when the fire
alarm went off. I always wondered what would happen if someone is in that
situation. I thought it was funny that every one was clapping when he
came out.

To steve: I liked your story about when you crapped your pants while
watching a movie and your bro said something. I also liked the story
about you and your friend having to shit after school. By any chance did
your friend watch you poop??

To Tyler: I liked all those movies you mentioned about pooping sceens
with guys. Maybe if i think of it i will rent some of those movies. Are
they all new movies? or older ones?

To james: I liked your story about you meeting another guy who had also
pooed him self

To Plunging Plop Guy: Sounds like you and me are in the same shoes…i’ve
been gone almost 2 weeks too, got alot of catching up to do

To Mark B: Thats intresting. I haven’t done that in a while

To the unammed poster: Re pooping your pants on purpose, i found your
story intresting. Thats not so good if you got punished

To steve: I liked your story about your friend who had to poop but he
couldn’t hold it and pooped his pants

To Ben in Iowa: I enjoyed your story about having to poop while at
Wal-Mart. You mentioned how some guy covered the seat with TP, I thought
Wal-Mart provides seat covers. And did you cover your seat? I do
sometimes.

To Chris: That sounds Embarassing! I can’t imagine being on a pay phone
near the restrooms and seeing all that. I could see seeing his pants
underwear down but not all that. But maybe that stall was made weird or
something.

To hard turd guy: I’ve let out one of those types of turds but i can’t
remember last time i had one that huge that it hurt that bad

To Steve: I liked that story about pooping your self? Is it me or what,
do you poop your pants alot??

Now I’ll share some stories that happened while i was away…I went down
south. I was at this resort the whole time and There was one occasion
when i saw these young guys went into the bathroom and the one guy 18ish
is peeing and the taller guy about 20-23 had to poop he went really fast.
Then I was at this tourist atraction and i had to pee after lunch and
there was a boy about 7 years old taking a shit in the first stall, i
walked in the one next to him to “blow my nose” and i saw some shit in
the toilet, i would assume another kid had pooped and left that. Maybe it
was his cousin or brother. Then on the way home yesterday from being away
we stopped at this big shopping district and i had to pee really badly so
i walked in and went the first stall to pee and there was a 5. y.o on the
toilet in the next stall. I saw his older brother(around 7-8) sorta
watching out after him(i sorta thought about Billy and Kevin L when i saw
them) So i peed and flushed and i took my time coming out of there by
washing my hands. I saw the 5 yr old and the 8 y.o come out of the stall
then i walked back over to the stall he was in after those boys left(i
think 1 guy was at the sink) and i went to that stall. I knew they didn’t
flush or wash up and there was this huge light bro! wn log and another
smaller 4″ one in the bowl about 8-10 inches. I was amazed a boy that
size could produce that. Also i saw no toilet paper in the bowl so
something tells me he didn’t wipe cause he can’t do it by him self and
his brother didn’t help him. Then i acted like i was peeing and i flushed
and i didn’t think his log would go down. Then i came out and went on
with my business. I have some other stories but i’ll tell them
tomorrow….or another time(see i want this to be posted cause my next
story may not be posted). Bye and sorry this is so long(it’s 2 weeks of
cathing up on the posts)

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Jim
Reading some posts here, I see that some folks are all embarrassed about
taking a shit while others are around. For me the best cure for this
false modesty was being in the military in Nam. I was there with a bunch
of other young guys. The bathroom just had two open rows of shitters
without stalls (about 5 per row) facing each other. At first it was a bit
of a surprise to be sitting next to other guys taking a shit. Guys would
just look down at the ground or straight ahead and kept silent. Also,
guys were careful about leaving an open toilet between themselves and the
next guy. After a while, it just became natural. Guys would joke around
and talk to each other while shitting and if the restroom was real busy
like after breakfast, all seats would be occupied and you would be about
12 inches away from dudes on either side of you with guys facing you from
the toilets in the opposite row. I’ve always enjoyed taking a good dump.
The guys all knew each other and eventuall! y the morning dump became
just like any other social occasion with guys shooting the breeze and
kidding around. There were no TP dispensers and we would just pass the
rolls from guy to guy as needed. Also, there were Vietnamese women
(mamma-sans) who would clean the restroom at any time. It was real funny
when they would tell the guys on the shitters to lift their feet so they
could mop the floor. You soon find that the needs of nature banish all
sense of modesty and you get used to it all. So don’t be bashful about
shitting in public when others are around!

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Redneck
I have been lurking here occasionally but have no good stories. I been
real busy with other things. I want to give my condolences to Diane from
NY on her loss of family related to the WTC bombing. These will be trying
times for our country.

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Ross
That was a good list of movie bathroom scenes. Here are some you missed:

Labyrinth of Passion — This movie by far as the best female poop scene I
have ever seen. A female receptionist takes a laxative to cure her
constipation. As she’s talking on the phone, she suddenly says: “I have
to go now. The laxative is starting to work.” She starts to head towards
the first floor bathroom but people keep interrupting her with questions
and she keeps saying: “Let me pass.” Finally, there is one person between
her and the bathroom, but she doesn’t make it. You hear a really wet fart
sound, and then the camera shows some runny shit on the ground between
her shoes. It’s the only non-porno film I have ever seen which actually
shows a woman’s shit.

Caged heat — Probably the first movie which showed a woman sitting on a
toilet make very clear pee and poop sounds

Homage — a pretty woman is in the bathroom taking a shit when a peeping
Tom handy man pretends to work on the window from the outside, but is
really watching her. She tells him not to look, but he makes a big deal
about how she should get up earlier and take her morning dump at 8:00
like everyone else. There are no sound effects, but the conversation
clearly indicates that she is shitting.

Car Wash — a woman is sitting on a toilet and a guy spies on her through
the window. A child then goes into the bathroom and comments on the
smell, which shows she had to be shitting.

Love Crimes — This movie has the best pee scene I have ever seen. A
woman has been kidnapped and is being tortured by her captor. Suddenly
she gets away from him and goes behind a chair and crouches. All of a
sudden you see a very realistic looking stream of pee coming down between
her legs from behind the chair. It’s pretty awesome.

Other good female toilet scenes you missed are in Twenty-One, Something
Wild, Groove Tube, Leaving Las Vegas and Senseless.

Also, in the genre of female fart movies, one of the best is Class of
Nuke ’em High 3: The Good, the Bad and the Subhumanoid. A high school
girl farts several times throughout the movie, and almost everyone is
accompanied by a closeup of her ass. Honorable Mention goes to Zapped,
Party Animal and Princess Academy.

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HiSkoolSenior
LazyTexan, you asked about peeing in the shower. I’m male, 18, and I have
just about every day and sometimes twice a day since I was about 10. I
would really have to concentrate NOT to pee in the shower, it’s almost
automatic, as soon as that warm water hits me, I HAVE to let it flow. If
I take a dump in the toilet in the morning, I’ll usually pee some in the
toilet too, but even then I still pee some in the shower. My dumping
schedule by the way is not too regular but I prefer to go right before I
shower either at home or school so I can get really clean cause I used to
HATE skidmarks in my briefs, and even though I wear boxers now, or
sometimes nothing if I’m wearing jeans, I’m pretty much a clean fanatic.

I take a shower at home almost every morning and of course since I’m
alone I don’t worry too much about where the stream goes since it will
all get rinsed down the drain. Sometimes if I’m feeling horny I’ll piss
on myself and maybe do some other things in the shower too :-), like I
say it all goes down the drain. When I shower at school after gym with
other guys around, I pee into my hand while I’m soaping up under the
shower, no one can tell. I probably take 12 showers a week average, and I
pee every time. I must not like peeing in toilets, cause after dark when
no one can see, I’ll pee out my bedroom window, it’s on the second floor,
and I pee out a dormer window onto the roof which leads to a gutter.
Can’t do that in daytime, cause my bedroom faces the street. I’ll
probably have to change my habits when I go to college next year, taking
a whizz out a 10th floor dorm window might not be kool :-).

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Adrian
RJogger. Despite the lack of a name at the head of it, I recognised who
your post came from! I liked your account of finding Kathy and Anne. Did
you get see how much either of them had done before they flushed? I’d be
interested to know.

Yvonne. Weeing in a carpark like you did is always a high risk strategy
in the sense that people might see you. I certainly wouldn’t recommend
it. However, when you’ve got to go, you’ve got to go! Perhaps in future a
sensible precaution might be to make sure you have a bucket and a large
blanket in the car so that you can attend to urgent calls of nature
discreetly if they occur. I know it’s rather a personal question but do
you go to the loo as a precaution before leaving home to go anywhere or
do you leave things entirely to chance? Personally I’d advise paying a
visit (preferably to go in both senses) before leaving home.

Diane-New York. I was sorry to hear about your bereavement with the
destruction of WTC. Losing one loved one must be bad enough, but losing
several even worse. I will try to remember you in my prayers.
So far as your story’s concerned, I enjoyed it. I’m not surprised Tina
and her friend spent such a long time on the loo after eating such an
enormous meal. What goes in, must eventually come out! I was rather
disturbed though by your comment that you can last for several days
without doing #1 and weeks without going for #2. This is neither healthy
nor wise. How it is that you don’t have to do #1 several times a day is
beyond my understanding. As for #2, I’d have thought you’d have done a
panful even if you only went once or twice a week. It’s important to look
after yourself and I’d strongly advise going much more often for the good
of your health.

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PV
KIRRI — “she who does the laundry” has some serious issues. It was
hardly your intention to go out with your mini skewed 90 degrees, and you
showed your panties by accident — to embarress you in public, then
follow it with a physical beating in the presence of a male was
tantamount to abuse. Folks on this forum know I’m a sticker-upper for
young folks who get the rough end of their elders’ temper, and this is no
exception.

DIANE — good God, words fail. There is nothing I can say except that I
would pull the hole in on top of me and die on the spot if that happened
to me. God save you and keep you,

PV

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Wetteenboy
Well, i just found this board, kool! I’m not into poop very much, but I
am way into pee. I am a senior in high school, I’m 17, and I still wet my
pants! Usually on purpose and when I am alone, but i have had a few
accidents too, like in my Jeep when I get caught in a traffic jam. I just
don’t have very good control, especially when I’m sitting. I keep a jar
in the Jeep to pee in, but sometimes I can’t use it because I’ve taken
the doors off the Jeep, and if there’s a car next to me stuck in traffic,
I can’t just whip it out, and 3 times in the last year I had to just wet
into my jeans or shorts and hoped nobody noticed, which they didn’t.
Except one of those times I had a friend in the car with me, but he swore
never to tell anyone. It’s pretty embarrassing because 17 is a little too
old to wet your pants (lol) but I have to admit it felt pretty good. Each
time it’s happened I managed to get home and sneak in the back door
without being seen. Good thing cause I can’t ! imagine what Mom would say!

I peed my pants in school pretty often as a little kid, too shy to ask to
be excused I guess, and once even in the 7th grade, but that was the last
time, until last week! Yep, here’s the headline: HIGH SCHOOL SENIOR, 17,
WETS PANTS IN PHYSICS CLASS. Well, it wasn’t really a headline, thank
God, cause I’m pretty sure nobody saw what happened. It was the last
class of the day, and I had been trying to hold it all day, cause I like
the feeling, and cause I wanted to “show off” to other guys with a
monster 60 second whizz at the urinals after class, but I guess I
miscalculated. With 15 minutes left in the class I had my legs pressed
together, and my left hand squeezing, but I felt myself about to lose it,
and sure enough I did. I didn’t look down, but I could feel the warm wet
spot growing. I managed to shut it off, but I think it was 6 or 8 inches
across. I decided to stay at my desk with my wet lap hidden while
everyone else left. They took so long that another hot ! spurt came out
as I was pretending to rearrange my bookbag. Thank God I had a pair of
gym shorts in there!

After everyone finally left, I managed to get to the restroom, holding my
bookbag in front, and went to a stall, and still peed for almost a
minute! Now, the tricky part was changing. I had to take off my running
shoes so I could get my jeans and my boxers off so I could put on my gym
shorts. There are no doors on the stalls, and when I was bare ass naked
except my tee shirt and white sox, a friend of mine came in, and he was
like “What are you DOING, dude??” and I told him I was just changing into
shorts because I was hot in my Jeep. He looked at me like I was crazy
(which I am), cause it was like 50 degrees outside. But he never saw my
wet jeans, so it doesn’t matter what he thinks. I put my wet jeans and
boxers in my bookbag, I’m sure that made my homework smell great, lol.

Hope some more peeps here post stories about guys who are desperate to
pee or who wet their pants! Later!

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Steve
To Diane – New York,
Hi. I’m sure I speak for every regular poster in being glad that you are
safe and well. However, Louise and I were very sad to read of the loss of
so many people so close to you. Louise (she is sitting beside me) and I
would like to offer our deepest condolences. I must say I greatly admire
your mental toughness – as you say, life goes on, but you should not have
had to suffer this. Nobody should. Our thoughts are with you.

To Patsy,
Hello there, and thanks for the compliments – you are too kind. Likewise,
you have my respect. I found your latest peeing story very entertaining,
and thanks for saying you would allow me to watch. I’m sure it must be
quite a spectacle.
As Louise said, it would be interesting to measure your urine flow rate.
The best method I know for carrying this out is to use an empty bucket in
which to initially capture the urine as you urinate, and then to transfer
it to another marked container that can be used for measurement of volume.
Try this…
Initially start urinating in the bath. When you are at full blast, hold
the bucket in place between your legs so you can catch your stream while
you continue urinating for a period of 20 seconds. Then withdraw the
bucket. Of course finish your wee in the bath if you wish. Transfer your
urine to the measuring container and check the volume you have produced.
Simply divide the volume in millilitres by 20, and then you have your
peak flow rate. Louise’s peak flow rate was around 38ml per second when
we measured it. Mine was a pathetic 17ml per second. Give it a go, I
would be interested to hear how you compare.

To Marge,
I’m glad to hear how well you are doing. The results so far are very
good, and what’s more, you are enjoying yourself urinating. That is
excellent. Just be patient, and keep practicing as it takes time for your
brain to rewire itself properly. I told you PV knows what she is talking
about!

To Robby and Annie,
Wow! That was one top group wee/dump that you people all had together.
I’m struggling a little to find time to write up the story a little
gathering of Louise’s friends and family that turned into anorther toilet
party. I think yours rather puts it in the shade, but I think ours still
needs telling for the benefit of those who appreciate being close to
beautiful women who could piss for England.
Ha ha, yes, running while peeing. Only Louise’s mother could think of
trying such a thing. It was quite interesting to watch, and basically
they were soaked in urine from the genitals downwards. It kept them
giggling for some time afterwards.

To Julie,
Hi, sweetheart! Yes, I know you do mention your knickers rather a lot. My
mother warned me about girls like you! Speaking of Louise and her
teasing, there is a story I have not told. When I get time, I will, and I
think you will probably like it.
On the subject of the ‘lucky sightings’, I’ve posted a few such incidents
before you came to this site. I will try to cast my mind back, and just
for you, I might tell them again.
I remember when I first started posting to the site that I mentioned
those few times when Louise has wet herself when we have been out
together at night. Probably the best one was when the passing taxi cab
sounded its horn, startled a desperate Louise, and the shock caused her
to very noisily flood her knickers and drench the long white dress she
had on. Good thing it was a warm night!

To Kim and Scott,
Ha ha, good story from when you were 12. You’ve been a large log producer
for a long time now. All a question of scale, of course, as when you were
12, you were still a growing girl as you pointed out! Also, thanks for
your cyber red roses! Louise and I do appreciate your good wishes, and
look forward to some more Spanish tales from us. We are short on time at
the moment, so I hope you will be patient with us.
Take care now.

To PV,
Hi there, hope you are well. I have stuff to tell you in due course!

Bye for now,

Steve.

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Louise
ROBBY – Hi! Tell Annie I liked her nude beach story! LOL Was it the
first time Annie had a wee in front of Alan?

MARGE – Oh yahoo! Weeing while thinking that maybe your mum could hear
you. I think that is great!

PV – I do not have any real time to write any story tonight because
Steve and I have to go out, but well I just had my wee sitting down
on the toilet while he watched me. He wiped my puss like a gent, and
I held his willy for him while he had his wee. You know I think it is
easier for me to aim myself standing than I can aim his willy for him.

Louise.

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To Mark B – the guy on the tube – it was real for sure – that was a true
accident and a good turn on for me. Half the joy was his trousers being
tight and being able to see the outline of his pants and shirt and every
little push prior to the big bulge. Once seen never forgotten

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Robby
Hi Everyone,
Well, I took my dear cousin to the airport this morning. She is flying to
New Jersey to see her mum and then on to the UK. Frankly, I am nervous
with all of this war going on but she said everything wiil be ok. I had a
marvelous birthday yesterday. There were a lot of people here. I was so
touched as I read Annie’s story. Yes, I had to use a hanky. I will
include Annie in these posts as she has given her permission. It was 1970
and I had just gotten back from basic training. Annie was dating Alan at
the time and she was over here visiting and had brought Alan along. Early
one morning I had to go to the loo for my usual dump. I saw that the door
was closed. I knocked and Annie answered in half a moan and a growl. She
told me to come in. We were nervous because my parents and Alan didn’t
know about our loo bonding. I sat on the floor and rubbed her ????. She
had already pushed out two whoppers and the third one was on the way. It
snaked out of her bum and plopped into the b! owl with thud. She wiped
and let me sit down. She stroked my hair as I weed and grunted. Suddenly
there was a knock at the door. It was Alan. Annie whispered;”Oh shit,
what do we do”? I motioned for her to get into the shower. She pulled the
drapes shut. I told Alan I was in here. He told me he had to poo fast. I
was in mid-dump and said for him to come in. He was clearly embarrased
and I finished quickly let him sit down. Now, Annie was still in the
shower and here we all were in the loo at the same time. I left but stood
by the door. Alan moaned and pushed out some liquid mess. It really stunk
up the joint and that was remarkable because it smelled like a sewer when
I got finished. I heard Annie stifle a laugh and I started chuckling. I
guess Alan didn’t hear because he was in so much distress. He released
some more smelly poo and then wiped. He said thank you and asked where
Annie was. I told him she probably had to go to the woodshed! At this
Annie just couldn’t help it. ! She let out a hoot and started weeing in
the shower. Her night dress was soaked. Alan couldn’t believe it all. His
eyes were big as headlights. Later we sat him down and told him that this
was all an accident and please
don’t say anything to my parents or hers. A year later he was married to
her. He then heard the real reason for that “accident”. The story about
their first poo together is in a post to PV. I went on to serve our
country and came home to marry Susan.

PV: Hi gal! Actually it was Alan who had to be taught to poo on the
beach. Don’t worry, Annie has told me she had to tell me what to do many
a time. Hope your adventures at the beach go well. Have a merry dump and
wee!! Take care, Love from Robby and Annie.

LOUISE: Annie is so pleased to be included in your standup society. I
told her I should be included, too, since I stand up to wee. She just
told me to “bugger off”,LOL!! As we have said, we enjoy your stories and
speaking to you and Steve! Take care, Cheers and Love from Robby and
Annie.

DIANE-NY: What a devastating situation. Annie and I wish to convey our
condolences to you. Your friends Tina and Alex sound like they are giving
a lot of support! Your story was wonderful. I know you will have the
support of many people on this forum. Take care, Robby and Annie

JANE: Glad you got a chance to write. The story about the cheerleader was
marvelous. You must have a very active loo with all of those ladies
coming in and out. Hope you get your tests and if you don’t mind Annie
and I would like to know how they came out. Take care, Cheers from Robby
and Annie.

Lucy: We really enjoyed your story. Take care, Robby and Annie

Mindy: I know when I was in school it was rather embarrassing to go back
to class when everyone knew you took a dump. Sorry it was a painful one.
Take care, Robby and Annie.

Dear RIZZO: Annie wants me to tell you she will be looking for those
Honda knickers when she gets over to the UK. Also I want a boat with cups
over the side so a lady can place her bum there safely when she needs to
wee. Maybe with a seat belt,LOL! I am in an empty house, now! It is TOO
quiet. I am having some neighbors over tonight, though. Both of us hope
your wife’s cystitis is better. We are thinking about you both. I can
think of many baritones that could have sung “das lied” beautifully. It
is a grand work. Take care, my dear friend! Love, Robby and Annie.

DEAR KENDAL AND ANDREW: Hello, my dear friends. How have you been? The
house was so frantic that we couldn’t have a morning wee/poo together.
Annie wanted to. Oh well! Have you had any more loo adventures with
Andrew, your friend Charlotte and your step-sisters? Annie said she will
be looking for those blue Honda knickers. Take care, Much love, Robby and
Annie.

GRUNTLY: We just want to say it will be a loss without you in here. Take
care. Cheers from Robby and Annie.

Special hellos to: Rich and Kathy, Scott and Kim, SENORA Carmalita, Pat
and Renee, LindaGS and Elena!! Cheers to all from Robby and Annie

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steve
Aboy- thanks for the complement about my story

Today I had an accident while I was reading online. I was reading and I
felt like I had to poop. So I said to my self that I would get up in 10
minutes. After about five minutes I felt a fart coming on so I farted.
Only it wasn’t a fart it was solid poop. So I got up trying not to poop
and went to the bathroom only my brother was in it taking a shower. So I
said get out of the shower he said no. Just he said that I started to
poop again so I said get out because I have to poop very bad. Little did
he know I was pooping right then. Finally he said he would get out but by
then I was already done. When he came out he got a whiff of my poop and
he asked if I had pooped myself. I said no that i had only farted which
was a lie but I didn’t want my 15 year-old brother want to know that his
16 year-old brother just pooped my undies. So I went in the bathroom
emptied my briefs, which weren’t damaged to badly because the poop was
solid. So all I had to do was wipe them out with wet ! wipes. I didn’t
put them back on I got a new pair of briefs on and I wash the old ones in
the laundry.

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John
Gals do you wipe when you’re finished going to the bathroom

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kim and scott
hello all!
TO DIANE from new york-hello diane. scott and I are very sorry you lost
so much family when the world trade centers collapsed thats really
terrible. scotts and my thoughts are with you and with the other families
who lost loved ones in these terrible events.trust in god and he will
guide you through this dear. be well.p.s -wasnt marenello the sister of
your friend -michelle the bodybuilder?
TO ROBBY AND ANNIE-hello there. love your stories.thanks for the nice
message back to us.
TO RIZZO-hello. thanks for liking my posts.and if you dont mind me asking
what do you do that you travel so much?be well.
TO LOUISE AND STEVE-hello my friends. Is there anything you especially
loved when you went to spain this time?In just plain sightseeing or
peeing or dumping? did you see anything different this time around?.just
curious .be well.
TO JOHN (VT) AND LOGGER-hello you guys. I hope that you are still out
there enjoying my stories and other peoples stories!.be well.
I have one story to tell. days ago my parents had my bathroom totally
redone!I got a new toilet,faucet and sink,shower and bath- the works.
when the bathroom was redone. I couldnt wait to have one of my massive
logs in the toilet.doing this would really break my toilet in!haha. when
my father had to go out on business,he took my mom with him. this left
the house all to myself so I decided to call my boyfriend scott over.when
scott came over in his blue sweats I led the way to my basement wearing
my pink stretch top and pink thong bottoms. I had a pink headband around
my head of long, golden blonde hairand was barefoot.when we got into the
basement we lifted weights for two hours.after this we were very hungry
so I fixed us a nice big chicken dinner. after we ate I felt an enormous
motion coming on strong and told scott about it. scott smiled at me and
told me he had to have a log too! I said “ok lets go upstairs to my
bathroom and buddy dump on my new toilet seat”.scott was so enthusiastic
he picked me up off my feet and carried me upstairs all the way to the
bathroom.when we got to the bathroom scott put me d! own.we quickly
stripped nude as scott then sat on the bowl first while I sat on his
lap,facing away from him.scott held me steady by the waist and held me
tight as I put both hands on the back of my legs,bending both knees up to
my chin. I like to crash out logs this way alot. I then started to push
as my ring and butt-cheeks quivered excitedly and opened up real wide as
a massive turd started to come out of my ass!I then looked down and saw
scotts log growing bigger and bigger out of his ass also!”ooohhh baby!
your log is sooo huge!” I cooed to scott as I saw his log and mine grow
real big.”dont be silly kimmie your log is a lot larger!” scott said with
a laugh as I then heard scott goan as his great big log went slamming
into the bowl with a big splash.scott got a major hard-on from doing
this! I still had work to do in squeezing out my own log as I took a deep
breath and squeezed real hard as my pussy quivered excitedly, ass
throbbed mightily,and boobs wobbled greatly as! I exploded an enormous
log from my quivering pink butt-hole into the bowl.”WOW kimmie look at
that enormous log you just passed!” scott said excitedly. and before I
could say anything scott got the measuring tape and measured his log at
15 1/2 inches long. 2 1/2 inches thick. and my log at 19 1/2 inches long
3 inches thick.scott then let me wipe his ass as I let him return the
favor as I knelt on the bathroom countertop kneeling and wiggling my ass
at him as he wiped me clean too.we then tossed the used tissue in the
bowl and flushed. scott and I then took a shower together . after this we
put on our clothes and drove to a movie. hoped you liked the story.
love,kim and scott.

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Monday, October 15, 2001

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