Posted by gbuu on December 05, 1998 at 00:54
This happened 5 or 6 years ago. I didn't have to work for three days and that's why I went to our local radio station on Monday. In those days making radio programs was a hobby for me. That radio station is located in a big building together with a lot of other clubs. One room in the building was used by a bunch of students who had to make their homework over there, daily between 4PM and 6PM. There were always a few teachers present too to coach them and to make sure they didn't make a party out of it.
That students weren't there btw because they wanted to, but simply because they had problems with making homework. In fact, I think most of them were send, simply because they were too lazy to do it at home. Parents had to pay much money for this service and this was at least a way to be sure their kid made his or her homework. Students got in very big problems when they weren't their at exactly 4PM.
Anyway, I was walking through the lobby close before 4PM when I saw a enter the building who was in a great hurry. She passed me by, throw her schoolbag on the ground and entered the bathroom. (In case someone thinks I'm talking about a minor, I'm not. I saw she had driving lessons a few weeks later and you have to be at least 18 over here to do so) I was looking at a billboard on the wall when she came out of the bathroom two minutes later and for some reason she smiled at me.
"Pooh pooh", she said. "That was a very close call". I think she said that to explain her hurry. I just smiled back. She bend forward to pick up her schoolbag. I couldn't resist to take a very quick look but no wet patch. Not even an very small one. When she entered the homework room I realized she was one of those students. I carried on with my own work and didn't even think about it anymore.
A day later I was walking through the lobby with a bunch of records on my way to the studio. It was purely by coincidence that at that moment that girl came in too. Same denim jeans, same sweater and the same hurry. She already started smiling when she was running into my direction. She dropped her schoolbag while running and even pressed a hand between her legs for a second. At the same time she said: "Sorry, same problem as yesterday", and she entered the bathroom. This time I didn't wait till she came out again because that would look a bit silly.
Wednesday was my last day off. I was installing new equipment in the studio when I noticed it was almost 4 o'clock. For a moment I thought: "should I or shouldn't I?" I dropped down the tools and entered the lobby to get a cup of coffee. Then I saw it had started raining cats and dogs. I wasn't glad with that because I had to go home soon and I didn't have a raincoat with me. When I left home that afternoon the sun was shining and it was even pretty warm. I looked outside for a few minutes and there I saw the girl coming on her bike. This sudden must have been a surprise for her too because she wasn't wearing a raincoat. Just a T-shirt and even a pair of shorts. She was soaking wet from head to toe. I first decided not to enter the lobby. It would be very strange if I pass her by just in front of the bathroom for the third day. If I hurried I could be back in the radio studio before she was inside. So hurry hurry with my coffee and just at the moment I was at the door she came in the lobby. But she wasn't in a hurry at all. For some reasons I was convinced she had to pee badly today too, but she didn't. Because I was a bit surprised I stood still there for a moment and she saw me.
"Hi", she said. "Third time in one week, but I forgot to bring candies with me".
If she started to be funny, I could be too so I asked her if it was raining. She laughed and walked through the homework room. She didn't even go to the bathroom.
"Hey!" I said. "Don't you forget to go to the bathroom?"
"That's not necessary when it's raining cats and dogs", she answered and entered the homework room, leaving me behind with a surprised face. I almost poured the coffee on my pants.
I have that girl only once again when she had driving lessons and I still wonder if she was serious or just kidding. Her dark green baggy shorts were soaking wet, but all pants would have been soaking wet after cycling through such a cloudburst. Even the seat and the crotch. In my imagination she wasn't kidding. I've seen her wet herself in the pouring rain many times. But just in my mind.
This reminds me of another thing. It was in the first year of SGSE. It was raining when it was time to go to school, so I went with complete rain clothes. I always hated it to sit in the classroom with soaked pants. Class began and after the first hour we had to move to another classroom. I was walking behind a girl (I call her Sandy). It was clear she had only be wearing a short rain coat. Her pant legs (denim jeans) were still visible. So was the seat of her jeans. A niche round wet spot. The saddle of her bike must have been wet when she got on it, I thought. For that reason the crotch area was wet too. But when Sandy entered the classroom I saw to my surprise a damp spot on the front of her jeans too. A nice round wet spot that reached till halfway her zipper. It was not soaking wet, but visible damp. (It had dried for almost an hour) That spot couldn't be caused by her saddle. I'm pretty convinced Sandy wet herself while cycling in the rain and I think she thought it wouldn't be visible because of the rain. I watched Sandy many times after arriving on school on a rainy day. Never saw that wet spot on the front side again.
I wonder how many men en women take advantage of the fact heavy rain hides a lot. (And cleans at the same moment)
gbuu
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