I was peeing in the ladies' room during a party at St. Mary's Outreach Center on Roland Avenue in Baltimore. It was night. I was alone. The bathroom was a two-staller. I heard the bathroom door open and the door of the stall opened and the stall walls wiggled. I heard footsteps and the slight swish of fabric rubbing against itself. I heard water. Nosy, I peeked under the stall to see if the noise was a girlfriend but there were no feet.
"Hey!" I called. Nothing. I bent over and the stall was empty. "Hey!" I called. I'm being really human here!"