It was their third date. Lucas was entranced by his newfound love, Alice, and couldn't believe their first two dates had gone so well. Ever the gentleman, he hadn't pushed too far on the earlier dates, two meals at excellent restaurants with gorgeous views. Not that his eyes had wandered far from his even more gorgeous date.
Alice was smart, funny and had natural beauty. Curvy in all the right places with a smile that sent tingles to Lucas's nether regions. On this third date night, they were in the city and had just finished their meal. It was a cold night as they walked through the city park. They had finished off a bottle of wine over dinner and Alice realised she had made a mistake in not going to the loo before they left. Now, out in the middle of the city, with only dark, cobweb-filled public toilets nearby, she started to worry.
Her bladder was full and sending urgent messages to her brain that it needed a release. But where? She had a thing about public toilets and the nearest restaurant was a good 10 minutes walk away. As the desperation/panic in her eyes grew, Lucas sensed something was wrong. It was only their third date but he was already feeling a connection with Alice.
"Is everything OK?" Lucas asked.
Alice looked at Lucas and wondered how much to reveal. She had had a string of bad experiences with men and the last one had topped it off.
They had been on a bushwalk and the call of nature had taken hold. When she had revealed her predicament, her bushwalking companion had laughed and told her to drop her pale blue walking tights and undies and squat in the bushes. Unfortunately, peeing in the bush was as much a thing for Alice as public toilets and she had tried to soldier on. Her valiant efforts were ultimately in vain. As they climbed the last long hill to the carpark, every step sent a shudder of fear through Alice that she would lose control. Then, on one step, the rock beneath her shoe shifted. Alice stumbled and all control was lost. Pee flooded into her tights, which quickly turned from a pale blue to a dark blue, streaming down her legs in long rivulets, into her sneakers. The embarrassment was terrible ... but what was worse was her companion laughing his head off. "How old are you? Two?" he joked. Needless to say, she never wanted to see him again.
Now, here she was again ... and at risk of another date disaster, and this time with someone she was feeling strongly attracted to. She broke into tears as she confessed her predicament. "I need to pee and I hate public toilets. I'm worried I'm not going to be able to hold on ..." she sobbed.
"Let's get out of the park and find somewhere you can go," Lucas replied.
"It's too late," Alice said. "Much further and I'll lose it. You must think I'm pathetic. Here I am, a grown woman who is going to wet her pants."
She stared at the ground unable to look Lucas in the eye. She was going to lose him, all because of her stupid, weak bladder.
Lucas thought for a few seconds, put his finger under Alice's chin and lifted her face to meet her eye to eye. "Here's what we're going to do," he said.
Alice wondered what was coming as she looked into his deep green eyes. "I'm going to sit down over there and you're going to sit in my lap facing me ... and you're going to let go," Lucas said.