Late Night Encounter
It was late on a Saturday night as I made my way across the compass parking lot that I saw Melvin. He wasn't a tall huge guy, but short stocky and stout. What caught my attention was when Melvin, stopped by a car and started to relieve his self. I gathered my wits and walked up behind him and in the best authoritative voice I commanded 'just what are you doing...' Melvin twirled a long line of urine squirting from his penis. I fell against the car as his urine splashed over my shoes, Melvin...