this morning and there is nobody else present. Can you imagine my surprise then, when he selects the middle of the three urinals, thereby forcing me to rub shoulders with him as I relieved myself. He might as well have held it for me.
I had always thought it was an unwritten rule that one should use either the furthermost left or furthermost right urinal unless one found both to be occupied (in which case I imagine most would opt for one of the traps instead).
This is a rule, although sometimes if one of the urinals is right up against a wall, it can make it difficult. In our offices, the left-most urinal is right up against the door of one of the traps, while the right-most is next to the door. This means that someone emerging from the trap or entering the lavatories will be confronted by the unshielded sight of me holding my penīs.
Well I just feel exposed if a chap suddenly lurches in and there I am with my lad in my hand, vulnerable like.
I can't imagine it's too much fun for him, either. Although I did tell you about that chap who used to unzip as soon as he walked into the bogs and then walk, cock out, to the urinal.
"Plenty of strikers can score goals," he said, gesturing to the famous old stands casting shadows around us.
"But a lot have found it difficult wearing the number 9 shirt for The Arsenal."