"I'm never going to be able to get the picture out of my head of you going over to the sink right next to the one I was at, and looking at me in your mirror with a big contented smile while you're washing your hands.
They don't make a body soap strong enough for the ick I felt after that. No amount of showering tonight will do it I'm afraid."
I think, I would heave right there. Thats fucking girdy.
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