Posted by Havelock on September 20, 2000 at 11:50
In Reply to: How did you find watersports? posted by Getting started on September 20, 2000 at 09:41
I don't wet my own pants-I like to watch other people (female) wet theirs! I started at the age of 7 at Catholic school, Phoenix Arizona. I was in
class and we were getting ready to go out for recess. Now, in Catholic school they had prayers many times a day, and our teacher (a nun named Sister Maria) was leading our class in the "pre-recess" prayer. As everybody solemnly stood and prayed, I noticed the girl at the desk in front of me was frantically prancing about.She was a pretty
Mexican girl named Cathy-Ann, and although I noticed her discomfort, it didn't occur to me that
anything was seriously wrong.Suddenly, in the midst of the class prayer, Cathy-Ann began to pee
a tremendous stream into her plaid school uniform
skirt. A large pool of yellow pee quickly formed at her feet, and I remember looking at it with alarm as it started flowing under my desk!
The class was shocked, but nobody really said anything, and Sister Maria quickly became aware of
what happened, coming over to comfort Cathy-Ann, who was starting to cry. "It's all right, we'll just send you home to change", she said. The incident was quickly forgotten by the rest of the class, but it had a profound impact on me-I became
a confirmed fanatic for urination on that fateful
day! Later, my experiences in junior high school
really turned me into a water sports and desperation fan-I'll post those stories later. I love hearing people's stories on how they got started in the wonderful world of pee!
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