Sandy Cheeks was a lot of things. Incredibly smart, skilled in karate, obsessed with outer space…strong bladdered, however, was not on that list.
So in her first week of her first semester of classes, she darted out of the room quickly to free her bladder. It was a lot more full than she had anticipated.
She was finishing up when she heard a low chuckle of “Oh ho ho, what a naughty girl, skipping classes.”
“I’m your naughty girl, baby. Now come here!”
Oh jeeze. Oh jeeze oh jeeze. This was more awkward than three legged horse trying to learn to jump stables. She needed to go back to class. She needed to just leave and wash her hands and go back to class. But she also could very clearly hear very loud moaning and what sounded like very wet smacking sounds. The absolute last thing she wanted to do was interrupt.
In a moment of quick thinking, she flushed the toilet. She didn’t have to watch them do…whatever it was they were doing…but she also alerted them to her presence.
“Oh shit.”
“You see, Sheldon, I warned you this was going to happen…”
“What happened to my naughty girl, hmm? Skipping classes to…?”
Sandy quickly darted out of the stall “Excuse me, pardon me, washing my hands…” she did so as quickly as possible “…don’t mind me, get back to whatever it was y’all were doing…”
And she darted out of there faster than a clown wearing red at a bull fight.