The Little Red Riding Hood told from the Hunters perspective
I have a shy bladder. Ever since I was a kid I could not go if someone else was in the room. The worst was being interrupted in the act. The arc of pee just stops as if the intruder had reached down and grabbed your urethra mid-stream. Its very uncomfortable, and I try to avoid public bathrooms whenever possible.
When I got into college, this became a sort of large problem as it brought in the scenario of shitting in public restrooms. Before, if I had to go for two in a restaurant or at school I would hold it (to much mental trauma, Im sure) but now there was no such thing as a single-server restroom. The stall, though adding much-wanted privacy, made it impossible to tell if and how many other people were in the bathroom at the time of my undertaking. It was especially bad if someone left the hand dryer on and left the bathroom, because that paranoid feeling would stay until the dryer turned off by i