[BootyBounceBupe]

After being fascinated by the show I made my way quickly to the lav. It was a simple round thatch building with no door just a wide curved entrance. It was nicer on the inside than I expected with a cement floor and flush toilet. There was a shower contraption in the center and a sink. There was plenty of room but the lack of deviders for the toilette or shower areas made it so it was really only meant for one if you wanted privacy. This, combined with the fact that there was no door, made me want to pee quickly. While perched on the pot I scanned the shelves that held individual's personal items. You could clearly see that there were man shelves and lady shelves. I smiled at the pink razor. Until my introduction to the internet I had no idea that white women had hair in so many places. There were also hooks on the wall holding towels and some articles of clothing. The one I was staring at was the 2 piece swimming costume. It was the small kind where the sides of the panties were only strings. I knew what it was because I had been introduced to swimming a few years ago and I shopped for something like it. However we have no natural water that you can swim in and swimming pools are rare so most people around here would have assumed it to be elaborately decorated underwear. I remember wearing my swimming costume for the first time which is literally 5 times the material of that one and how sexy it felt. I tried to imagine what it would be like to be in public in such a skimpy thing. I finished peeing and although I wanted to get out quickly I could not help but take a closer look at the garment. In my fascination I picked it up and held one of the tiny triangular parts of the top and I held it up to my boob to get an idea of what it would cover. Just then I heard a casual <oops sorry> from behind me! I'd been caught looking about as creepy as one possibly could. I was so awkward. I tried to explain that I was told I could come there and I also stammered something about the swim costume fell on the ground but I knew how implausible it sounded and I rushed past her to leave. I would later become friends with the woman who caught me and she brought up this story many many times forcing me to relive the embarrassment.