Posted by Wow on October 24, 2000 at 14:48
In Reply to: tight skirts posted by desp k on October 23, 2000 at 15:18
Saw what you described once and (sadly) once only!
It took place at a Pink Floyd concert at Earls Court in London back in 1994. The girl in question was probably in her late teens / early twenties, quite attractive as I recall with reddish brown hair. She was standing in front of me in the queue to get into the stadium. Lets just say this girl had had rather a lot to drink (and smoke?!). She was swigging back the lagers with her friends and not surprisingly, being a cold day, I began to suspect that she might need a pee before too long.
Sure enough, I overheard the group of friends laughing and saying things like “Keep ‘em crossed, Emma” and “Never mind Em, only another hour to wait”. It was clear that Emma really needed a pee. She stood with her legs crossed, nervously looking around.
There were no portaloos outside the stadium and although she possibly could have gone and found a pub or restaurant she strangely didn’t seem to want to leave her friends. I heard her say things like “Christ I need a wee” and “I’m going to wet myself at this rate!”
Her friends (three male and two female) were taking obvious delight in her predicament (as of course was I!). Every time she mentioned needing a pee (and that was quite often!), they laughed and offered some mock-sympathetic remarks. What they found funniest though was her standing posture. It really was a fantastic sight. She was wearing a short skirt in a sort of cream colour.
As she became more and more desperate she crossed and uncrossed her legs more and more rapidly. We had started to move towards the entrance and she was probably hoping to make in to the Ladies inside the arena. But each time the queue stopped you could see her real frustration. By now she was bobbing up and down, hopping from one leg to the other, all accompanied by a wonderful commentary
“Oh God I need a wee” “I’m bursting for the loo” and so on.
Finally came the ‘straw that broke the camels back’, so to speak. Her friends, determined to make her laugh (and I suspect, sensing how close she was to wetting herself, to make her have an accident) began to do everything they could to move things to a conclusion. Despite her desperation, the alcohol was making her very giggly and so it wasn’t long in coming. Getting myself into a good vantage point right behind her I watched and waited
Suddenly she seemed to freeze and screamed loudly
“Christ. I’m wetting myself”
And with that she crouched down, legs held tightly together to try and stem the flow. It was all to no avail as a steady stream of her piss splashed onto the floor. Actually it began with just a few drops before a real trickle and a little puddle appeared on the concrete floor. Eventually she managed to regain control and stand up again but by then the large wet patch on the back of her skirt was very very obvious. She was still hopping about until she finally made it to the Ladies inside the stadium
Hope you enjoyed that nearly as much as I did!
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