…And The Toilet Wouldn’t Flush  by Dreams   Disclaimers: None
needed. All of this is mine. MINE! Muahahahahaha…  Violence or
sex or profanity: No, no, and a little bit of yes  Author’s
comment: These are the shortest disclaimers I’ve ever written. I
must be running some kind of fever.    Feeling horny? Do
something about it. Call our offices and arrange an appointment
at 555-KINK  This is a red pen but u probably think its black
DON’T U??  I hate my boyfriend I hate my life I hate you  Do not
read this line  Taylor Donaghue entertained thoughts of adding
her own commentary to the literature on the stall, but decided
against it. There were certain levels of immaturity she refused
to stoop to. That and she didn’t have a pen.  Finishing her
business, she waited for the automatic toilet to register the
fact that she was done. It had flushed prematurely several times
since her arrival, but now appeared to have forgotten she
existed. "C’mon," she said, waving her hand in front of what she
interpreted to be a sensor