Chapter 33: Magical Antacid
I dropped my head, still spinning as she walked me through the waiting area to the men's bathroom, walking right in to help me to a stall.
"I'm lucky to have an April…." I mumbled, "which one are you again?"
"April," she laughed, patting my back as she helped me lean over the toilet.
The moment I saw the water, my stomach lurched, and everything I had been holding back let go all at once. I clung to the toilet, holding on to keep myself from falling from the sheer force of the waves coming over me.
April patted my back. "There you go, get all that crap out," she laughed. "I'm sure there are some poor b****rds out there still cleaning up there."
I shuttered. “They didn’t; they make them….”
"Oh yeah," said April, "disgusting, but these sadists are entertained by anything."
She stood up and dusted herself off. "You've got an hour, so get it all out while you can. I'll come to get you when the break is up."