In a Chicago Hospital, a gentleman had made several attempts to get into the men's restroom, but it had always been occupied. A nurse noticed his predicament.
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Sir, she said "You may use the ladies room if you promise not to touch any of the buttons on the armrest."
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He did what he needed to, and as he sat there he noticed the buttons he had promised not to touch. Each button was identified by letters: WW, WA, PP and a red one labeled ATR.
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Who would know if he touched them?
He couldn't resist... He pushed WW. Warm water was sprayed gently upon his bottom. What a nice feeling, he thought. Men's restrooms don't have nice things like this.
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Anticipating greater pleasure, he pushed the WA button. Warm air replaced the warm water, gently drying his underside.
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When this stopped, he pushed the PP button. A large powder puff caressed his bottom adding a fragile scent of spring flower to this unbelievable pleasure. The ladies restroom was more than a restroom, it is tender loving pleasure.
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When the powder puff completed its pleasure, he couldn't wait to push the ATR button which he knew would be supreme ecstasy.
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Next thing he knew he opened his eyes, he was in a hospital bed, and a nurse was staring down at him.
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"What happened?" he exclaimed. "The last thing I remember was pushing the ATR button."
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"The button ATR is an Automatic Tampon Remover. Your pen*s is under your pillow."
Author Unknown
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