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Senator Celebutard

Just my luck, stuck next to a toe tapper in the next stall, prolly some celebutard or senator.

“Hey,â€? came a male voice from the stall next to me, “got any paper to spare?â€?

“No perv, and keep your pedo feet on your side, fore I calla cop, unnerstand man?â€?, I said in my depest voice possible.

“Dude, dude, no need to get all jumpy, I just wanted paper, nothin else I swear,â€? the mans voice rose an octave.

I doubted his truthiness, but said nothing further.

At the sink, out of the corner of my eye I spotted the toe tapper go into a different stall. Either he really was a molester or he had a bad case of the trots.

I washed up and left the airport restroom and joined my mom and dad and little brother.

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