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Story Sent in by Vincent:

I tried online dating a while back and that's where I met Carleen. I took her out to dinner at a nice restaurant that had single-room lavatories that could easily be locked from the inside. This is relevant.

In the early stages of our meal, Carleen went to the bathroom and was gone a while. When she came back she said, "Sorry. Two people walked in on me in the bathroom!"

I said, "Doesn't the bathroom have a lock?"


"And you locked it?"


"Maybe you should have."

"I don't know. I think they minded more than I did."

"You... didn't mind it when people walked in on you?"

"Why would I? I'm just pooping. Everyone does it."

"But what if they mind? Some people don't want to watch other people poop."

She said, "That's their problem. If they're that uptight then they shouldn't be out in public."

"I think there's a reasonable expectation that if you're out in public, you won't see someone publicly defecating."

She chose that moment to stand and say, "Excuse me a moment," and then headed back in the direction of the bathrooms.

I was nearly done with my food when she finally returned after a long absence.

"It happened again," she said with a smile.

"I'm proud of you," was all I could say.

I wasn't really into her, so that was our only date.


  1. This is the kind of woman that requires serious dedication to date.

  2. But somewhere out there is the perfect guy for her..

  3. That's gotta be someone's fetish, right?

    1. Mmmmm, gives a whole new meaning to the "Cleveland Brown Show".

      I just wonder if she would return the favor?

      If you did date this girl though OP, I got you covered for Christmas.

  4. To be fair, if you walk into a bathroom and someone is using it that is to be expected on some level and you just turn around and walk out. It's a bathroom after all.


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