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now, and I'd been enjoying my visit with Carol.
Feeling sad, I accepted Carol's outstretched hand as we exchanged
smiles, but was unable to voice my fears. Oh, I could speak well
enough -- I thanked Rio's and told Rio's how much I had enjoyed our
visit -- but I found that I could not say anything negative. I turned
and smiled at the new face in the doorway, walking eagerly to meet my
guide even though I really didn't want to leave Carol McGee.
Two doors down the hall was a small room where I was invited to
have a seat. Suddenly alone, I was a little puzzled with being
shuffled about like this. Except for the door I had just come through,
there was only one other small door here, unmarked. Next to the door
was a window with a flat counter under it but I could see no one in
the other room. I was tempted to go to the window and look into the
area beyond but something held me back. I began to feel uncomfortable
as I sat there - my discomfort stemming from the fact that I had to go
to the bathroom. The sense of urgency was growing rapidly and my
bowels were churning. There were no cramps or pain but I knew that I
must find a bathroom quickly! Standing up, I walked to the window and
looked through but was disappointed to find the small room
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