Round the U Bend

From Blushes 39 Amanda froze, had goose-pimples and came out in little beads of perspiration all over when she thought about it. Flushing the loo a second time but it was still obstinately there, mocking her frantic efforts to get rid of it. If an inanimate white rubber balloon-like object could mock you. Mr Philport had just left and her parents would be back at any moment and it was obstinately there rolling about in the frothing water and perhaps seeming live, animate, after all. ‘Dispose of this, would you, Amanda,’ Mr Philport had matter-of-factly said and handed it to her. And then carrying his trousers had himself gone into the bathroom. Leaving Amanda with somehow this horrid dangling white rubber thing in her hand — between the very tips of finger and thumb and at arm’s length as if it might explode or alternatively send frightful crawling creatures swarming up her arm to infest her. Which of course was extremely illog...