Almost crapped myself laughing reading that! Reminds me of going away with a new g/f many years ago for a DW in Durban. Our hotel room had an ensuite toilet/shower but it lacked any privacy, not even what one might call a 'modesty curtain' and I'll leave the details to your imagination. We both suffered the after effects of a particularly virulent curry, it was son et lumiere et odeur de rotten guts! I suppose if either of us had enjoyed the perversion, the name of which I forget, where people take pleasure in being the object of another's bodily excretions, we might have both enjoyed it more. As it was, it killed the relationship before it really started. Probably just as well considered how she ended up but that is another story.