In the wash

The horrors that can await you in a public washroom can change you mentally for your entire life. I dread using them. In emergencies, you may have no choice.

There was no escaping it any more, I had to go! I dashed into the lobby of the Presidential Towers, frantically searching for the rest rooms. I pushed through the door with my johnson in my hand, and was immediately calmed.

I'm no expert on tile or marble, but it looked like the good stuff. The tile around the mirrors was a luxurious glazed deep brown color, that warmed the soul. The faucets weren't that fancy but had an expensive look. they released a powerful stream of water, even though they were attached to an electronic sensor.

The water basin and the top surrounding them, looked like brown marble, a nice effect; looked great.

The floor was probably tile that looked like white marble with brown veins running through it, as were the walls by the deep urinals.

It was the most inviting public washroom I had ever been in. The room had a soothing effect on me. I didn't want to leave. I felt like copping a squat and reading something.

A great place to visit...especially in an emergency.