Nobody was going to come up here anymore. And if someone came, he would probably smoothly snap into motion to continue re-stocking the toilet paper. There was complete deniability to the moment, but the moment would last for however long we let it last. There was a suspension of time in the moment. I slowly got up. I wiped my pussy. I let him watch me. I let him get a good look. And I realized that I had become as much a pervert as he had been.

I walked out of the stall, washed my hands, and ducked under the "restroom closed" sign to get out.