Over the weekend I was chatting to one of my girl friends (eish that sounded a touch gay) and somehow the issue of toilets came up. She’s just moved into a new place and relayed a story of how she has yet to get a door for her bathroom at home. She then continued to tell me about how she would just “go for it” at home, EVEN when her boyfriend was there- giving a little wave if he happened to stroll past her while she was in the process of pulling her poo face.
I was utterly mortified… firstly because she lives in bachelor flat (as all of us young up and comings know, your lounge is your kitchen and bedroom) and then secondly because I feel like there should still be some form of mystery- no matter how comfortable you are with each other. I don’t even fart infront of mooiness- unless its one of those sneaky, under the covers wofters. I would even go as far as saying you should have 2 bathrooms if possible- in my mind my mooiness smells only of apples and success. So what I’m wondering is- am I just old school in believing that once you’ve let rip with a meaty one in the presence of your significant other the romance is officially dead?
I understand that at times you might let the odd one slip out while bending over to pick up the keys you’ve just dropped- and that’s ok, but really the only thing I ever want to see coming out of a mooiness are her sexy juices.
Keep the mystery… have some mystique