When I was 21, I dated an older guy he was 30 for a couple of months. One night, I stayed over at his house, and the next morning, I woke up and really had to pee. Then my boyfriend woke up. But then, suddenly, I was peeing everywhere. I starfished out for a moment in pure panic at what I had just done, and attempted to cover the wet with my body. But then we both leapt up because, well, I had just peed on us.
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The place never seemed to close and, dive-ish as it was, if a barman like Mike wanted to salvage a little weekend fun after work, it was the only place open after he'd shut up for the night. Tonight it was absolutely rammed and, judging by the line outside, this girl's chances of getting to the loo in the next half hour were slim indeed. Perfect, he thought, hanging back and enjoying the girl's desperate, mincing steps as they approached the club doors. Her group had appeared just before last orders and she'd knocked back three vodka and diet cokes and a glass of water in rapid succession, before Mike's bouncers had cleared the place out. His cock had twitched at her longing look towards the toilets before big Ern had, not unkindly, ushered her on her way.
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My girl friend Stella and I were at a popular local rock club. We both knew a bunch of people there and we were off by ourselves talking to folks. I was talking to some musician friends, drinking beer, and occasionally even paying attention to the band that was on stage. Wen Yao was a very pretty Chinese girl around 20, who had come to Sweden to study biology. Now her student group had gone on a field course in the country side.
For today we have a female desperation story that was posted around 6 years ago. I had been driving the lovely Italian woman, Clara, to work for several months. In her mid-thirties, she had thick black hair, a flashing smile, unblemished olive skin, green eyes flecked with brown. Her English was perfect but she had that beautiful Italian way of drawing out her vowels.