True story. I started masturbating at 15, as luck would have it, just after I went to a polio rehab center for about 9 months of surgery and therapy. Possibly due to the boredom of being in a "hospital" and not actually being sick, my private hobby occurred rather often. Sheets on the bed were changed every Saturday. Usually, I was in a clinic or class and missed the changing of the sheets, but on this day, I was there and saw these women come in with arm loads of sheets.
One of the women sees me and doesn't look too happy about it. She frowns and growls at me and says, "You!"
She waggles her finger sternly in my face. "You better stop blowing your nose in the sheets or I'm gonna stop washing 'em!!"
Scared the daylights outa me.
