Shaving Cream
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MatureOngoing10m
Last published Fri, Feb 4, 2022
I used to know this guy in my dorm at college. He was a taller fellow with a lanky body. He was a really nice guy and would always greet me in the hallway with a friendly smile. But ever so often I discovered he would go into the bathroom, late at night, alone, with a bottle of shaving cream. Urinals, faucets, blow dryers, toilet seats, nothing was spared. Shaving cream in the most absurd corners of the bathroom.
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