[ModelT-MsDollie]

-THE HILLBILLY OUTHOUSE
--- We were camping with a tiny one man pup tent with the old Harley way up on the Blue Ridge Parkway. We were out for an afternoon ride and met almost no one. One of us had to poop. I know it was poop because being alone there were plenty of trees to pee behind. We were at one of those small restored log cabin villages. Hell way back in the 70’s those may have still been real original cabins. Now that I think about it the outhouse we used may have been an original hillbilly shitter and not supposed to be for modern use. But it had a door, a hole, and toilet paper.
----Who ever had to shit got the job done. Probably Dollie. That’s most likely why I attacked her bare assed naked in that outhouse. We were fuckin when some old guy with his lady opened the door. They just stood there staring and saying things like OMG! When they finally slammed the door we both got dressed and apologized when we met them outside. I sort of remember them laughing and thanking us for the show. We had to have been in our mid 30’s and them maybe 70’s?? An embarrassing situation turned into an entertaining time for those two.
---The old guy admitted him and mamma screwed in their old outhouse many years ago because they only had a one room cabin and a bunch of kids. It was there or in the barn. Stuff we never read about in the history books.


-CAMPGROUND TOILETS AND SHOWER HOUSES
--- It was my younger brother and his wife who got us into screwing in campground bathrooms and separate shower houses. Back then most campground shower houses had rows of separate narrow showers with a small changing area in front of it. Still these were separate men and women shower buildings. Usually there was just a plastic curtain on the first tiny room and another separating it from the shower. The front was where you’d remove your clothes and hang them. Then you’d step out of the shower to dry off and dress in privacy.
We usually showered later at night after other campers were finished.
---My brother and I were taking showers when his young wife came in and went in his stall. Soon I could here them giggling and carrying on. We didn’t camp with them a lot but this seemed to happen when we did. My brother is two years younger but his wife is a few years older than me. Irene was also ornery and loved sex. She only dressed kinky when with Dollie. My brother didn’t really like her doing it. When with us Irene would flash her titties and show her very black fuzzy pussy to others, even when Dollie didn’t. This happened a lot on some of those northern Illinois hiking trails and those wrought iron stairs.
---These shower sexy acts got Dollie into the act. Sometimes other young guys and their wives or girlfriends could be heard in showers, rarely in restrooms. But it happened. Most of those campgrounds were county or State owned and not crowded. I don’t remember any men going in the ladies’ rooms. Like me, I didn’t feel safe doing that so Dollie came in the men’s room after I gave her the all clear. If someone else came in we tried to be quiet. A few times we were embarrassed or embarrassed some young man when we left together.
---I remember a few times getting caught screwing in the shower and having young guys ask if they could be next or get some help soaping down from Dollie. It never happened. But I did let them peek in and watch a few times.
---Then there were the times I was in a shower or restroom naked, cleaning up or shaving when a cleaning gal would just walk in. They usually said they knocked or yelled. But Dollie was sometimes outside, saying the girl just walked in. Most times they were embarrassed and ran out. Several times they just looked and went about their cleaning and replacing supplies. One of those times I was in the shower and walked out to meet a pretty young female moping the floor, not knowing she was there. Seems like she said she was sorry and was going to leave. I told her it was too late. You’ve seen everything so you may as well stay here. She did, staring as I got dressed or shaved.
---These same things happened occasionally to Dollie when male janitors walked in on her. Seems like these times were always in the mornings. Even many years later we questioned why they clean restrooms and showers between 8 and 10 AM. We never got up early and that’s when we had to use the toilets.