Note: ——I am NOT the author! There are several authors actually, I’m not so certain that any one of them is the creator, but I know it’s not me. I am simply sharing this lovely story with all of you because I have not seen it on here. Now originally it was all going to be 9 parts, but… Someone said the first one was too long, so I’ve decided to split all of these up into smaller posts. And I believe you’ll thank me for this because, as where chapters I and II were just two parts, this one chapter was supposed to be 11 parts. You’re welcome. ENJOY———

Tim, the Teenage Part Seven By: Rass Senip

+++ Chapter III: 9th Grade – Winter 1986 Part 6 – Romp in the Park (mc, exhibition)

“This feels so dirty!” Suzi said as we slipped into the girl’s bathroom. “Yeah, I’ve never been in this girl’s bathroom before,” Joey admitted. “Tim, I still can’t believe you picked the bathroom on the other end of the school! Gawd. I’m so wet, it’s running down my leg!” “I wonder why the girls get little trash cans in their stalls, and not the boys?” Joey pondered. “Duh!” Suzi said as she got into her stall and shut the door. “Why don’t you look and see what is inside?” “Awe, that’s nasty!” I said after taking the bait. “I think I’m going to get sick.” “What? Mine’s empty…. Oh, I get it. Never mind.” As I started forcing myself to poop, I popped into Jerry Austinberg’s head and checked the time. I needed to string this out for about ten minutes. A loud fart echoed throughout the bathroom. “Joey!” Suzi said as I laughed. “What?” Joey said, farting again. “That’s gross,” she said before giggling as farts started coming from both sides of her. “Hey Suz, any requests? Maybe Yankee Doodle?” I said as I started playing the first few notes with my butt. “Awe cool!” Joey said. “Let’s do Row, Row Your Boat. You start, then I join.” “Okay.. But I’m not sure I can get us to do a whole verse. I was lucky to get Yankee Doodle to work.” “Come on guys…” Suzi pleaded. “I’m trying to concentrate here…” “Heh. Well, hang on a sec anyway Tim. I’m starting to dump.” “Suz? Need any help?” “No, thank you very much.”

We all had a minute of silence, apart from a few grunts. I checked with Jerry again, and figured on another seven before packing it in. “Okay Tim, let’em rip!” Joey said a moment later. I had Joey start, and I started once he got to the merrily, merrily part. Suzi at first was objecting, but by the time I was doing the merrily, merrily, Suzi was laughing so hard, I couldn’t help but let her finish my verse for me. Joey almost fell in from laughing so hard. “Okay guys.. I’m gonna make sure we’re all clean now.. Ready.” “Let the shit roll, Timmy boy,” Joey exclaimed. “Do it and let’s get out of here,” Suzi agreed. After a group deep breath, we all heard a few plops in the water, and we were done. I check with the time, and we had another three minutes before I had planned on leaving the bathroom. “Okay, I think you’re both done,” I said, “but I’m not.” Two toilets flushed, and then I heard their stall doors open. I stalled for a while longer, then reached down to pull up my pants. I grinned, wondering if the other two had done the same. I checked the time, flushed, then had to wipe the grin off my face before opening the stall door.