Sophie Knight wandered through the busy market, the colorful stalls and the buzz of people all around her. It was a warm day, so she decided to pop into a nearby cafe for a refreshing drink. She picked a small, out of the way establishment and made her way inside. The place was empty except for an old man dozing over his newspaper at the table in the corner. Sophie ordered her drink and took a seat by the window, sipping it slowly as she watched the people go by outside.
After a few minutes, she felt a slight discomfort in her bowels. She knew that she really shouldn't have drunk that refreshing beverage too fast, but she figured it couldn't hurt to pop into the ladies' room quickly. The door was slightly ajar, and she pushed it open with her hip, not wanting to leave any mess behind on the handle.
Inside, it was quiet and dimly lit; the soft tinkle of running water provided the only sound. She walked over to the mirror and began to adjust her skirt, feeling a little warm now. As she bent over to fix her panties, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. And it was then that she noticed something unusual.
Sophie straightened up and turned around slowly, her breath caught in her throat. Through the long, mirrored wall, she could see directly into the next stall where someone was sitting on the toilet. It was a woman, she couldn't make out her face from this angle, but she was taking her time, her head bowed as she sat there... pooping.
Sophie froze, locked in this odd, voyeuristic moment. She couldn't tear her eyes away from the sight in front of her. She watched as the woman's cheeks hollowed and then flushed, the color draining from her face as she, too, felt the urge to relieve herself. And then, finally, with a sigh of relief, she stood up and washed her hands, her back still turned to Sophie.
Slowly, Sophie walked back over to the sink, her heart pounding in her chest. She tried to compose herself as she washed her hands, the water drumming loudly in her ears. When she finally looked up, the woman was gone, the stall empty and silent. Sophie didn't know what to make of this strange encounter, but she couldn't shake the feeling of exhilaration that lingered long after she had left the restroom.
