The Bathroom
BLIND DATE
©2001-9 The Bathroom
Crowds of people were walking around her, and she kept
turning her face around every time she saw some attractive men. Suddenly, she
felt a little tap on her shoulder.
“Hello,” said the voice.
“Er, gosh, thank you,” she said
gratefully. “I’m
After they exchanged further hellos, Mike said, “There’s
a nice restaurant a few hundred metres from here, just for a nice dinner and a
chat.”
“Great,”
Soon, the couple were to have their meal, in which they
talked about each other’s backgrounds. Soon
“What’s wrong?” Mike asked.
“Nothing, that’s all… just the wine, she replied.
They continued to enjoy themselves. Mike got up to use
the bathroom a couple of times, but
By the end of the night, she was wriggling and had her
legs crossed tightly in her seat. Both Frances and Mike were prepared to leave, he asked if she needed to go to the bathroom.
“No, I’m okay,” she replied, but she knew she wasn’t.
After they left the restaurant to walk through the town
square, Mike noticed
“Mike, I hate to say this, but I really need to go to the
bathroom,” she said.
“Let’s go back to the restaurant, it may still be open,”
Mike replied, but when they got back there, it was closed.
“Don’t worry, there should be one somewhere around here,”
Mike said, looking in the distance to see any public bathrooms. They saw some
and both rushed to them, but they were locked for the night.
“OH,NOOOO,I’M GOING
TO WET MYSELF!!” screamed Frances, as she felt pee seep through her
underwear and trickle down the inner thigh of her jeans creating a small puddle
beneath her. She began to sob and apologised to Mike before running away from
him, clearly feeling embarrassed and leaving behind a trail of pee. Mike tried
to stop her.
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