Lily had on tight, short shorts that were black and made for the gym. She wore a muscle top that was pink, with black poke-a-dots, and black flip flops. The sun shined in the summer morning as she drank from her water bottle. She got to school and walked up to the main building. She went to a small college. Her bladder had a hard pinch, it made her knees twitch inward. She felt the urgent need to urinate, and she knew it was at the point of needing to find a bathroom fast.
"Wow, dang!" Lily said to herself. "I have to PEE! So, bad!" She ran inside and went straight to the women's restroom. Little did she know that inside Professor Patter and the janitor lady from Mexico had locked themselves inside and were making sweet, sweet, foreign love. Lily grabbed the handle and pulled. She pulled again harder, then knocked. "Hey! Can you please hurry up; I NEED to get in there?" No response (voices anyways).
Lily walked away as her need became more desperate. Her legs walked towards the center, and her hips went back and forth. A worried expression appeared on her face. She almost lost in when her friend Abby pulled her on the arm out of nowhere.
"What the?" Lily said.
Abby said, "Hey Lily. We have the assembly to get to, so come on."
"I really have to find a bathroom first Abby. I don't know what happened, but I might have checked off the wrong spot on my list this morning. I have to go!"
Abby said, "Lily, you're twenty-one, a fully-grown woman. You can hold it. Come on!" She pulled Lily towards the auditorium and Lily knew she might be in bigger trouble than she anticipated.
Lily sat in the seat the next hour surrounded by others in the auditorium. Her arms were crossed across her stomach. One hand was up to her mouth as she bit her nails. Her body flinched up and down, with her legs spread wide open. "I feel like I'm going to give birth," she mumbled to herself. Her stomach felt like a huge pressure was about to burst out through the skin. She got up and was pulled back down by Abby. She was told to wait until the end.
After the assembly, Lily ran out through the doors fast. She sprinted down the hall to the next bathroom. "Damn!" she yelled. A line of desperate girls was stretched out of it. Lily stumbled from foot to foot as if she would fall over. Her eyes filled with water. Just then, she felt the leak from her crotch. She grabbed herself down there and decided she had to leave early. The two ladies room were inaccessible and she had to GO!
She went out to her car and saw it being towed. She had parked in front of the hydrant...again. She ran as fast as she could in flip flops, having stopped several times to grab her crotch again and stop the leaking. She got to the town diner and ran inside.
She made it to the back where the bathrooms were. Both rooms were one toilet bathrooms. Only one person at a time could use them. Both were occupied. Lily danced up and down with her hands between her legs. She bit her bottom lip. Lily had reached her limit; her bladder was exploding with a lake off urine inside of her. She had not wet her pants since she was two. TWO. Almost twenty years later, she could not let it happen. She would not have an accident. She twisted her legs across each other and was standing on her toes. She crouched down while her hands were on her crotch. Sweat beat off her head. Tears bled from her eyes. Then, it got worse.
