Do you know why? Because those very sexy girls also like to talk, especially to me. No, they didn’t say your name, I assume they don’t know your r...al one. But it wasn’t too hard to figure out which stories were about you. I got to know your two favorite girls, really well.”“You know Gina, or at least that’s the name she goes by at work. You know who I am talking about, the super sexy brunette with the terrific ass. You’ve tipped her hundreds in the past year and the best you ever got was a. .." I said slowly and then I stopped myself. The tears started toreally flow now I covered my face with my hands and sobbed.Steve gave me a little squeeze and said, "Please tell me I want tohelp, is there someone upsetting you?" No, it's me, I'm so confused about myself." What are you trying to say?"Through the tears I heard myself start to talk, almost like I wasn'tthere and someone else was doing it for me, "It started years ago whenI was little a boy. I just had this over whelming need to. My Lord! That woman brought "bright eyed and bushy tailed" to an absurd level: No sane person is so chipper in the morning."No time, I gotta pee," I touched my lips against her forehead as I clamored over her on my way to the bathroom."Need any help?" she asked as she reached for my genitals."No thanks, I'll handle it." I brushed her hand away and dashed for the toilet.Someday I'm going to have to write a book: Zen and the Art of Elimination. I usually mediated when I took a dump. Hey, we’ve. Like,the Boy's Rooms usually have puddles of pee beneath the urinals. And theboys don't always flush the toilets and the Boy's Rooms smell really bad.Mom and I were at the mall the other day and I had to pee really bad, butdressed the way I was I sure couldn't go into the Boy's Room so Mom tookme into the Girl's Room with her - I was really nervous but there wasn'tanyone else in there so it was okay - I just went into a stall and shutthe door and dropped my shorts and panties and squatted down.