It’s a chilly day and I’m out for a walk for some fresh air. I’m wearing my navy blue leggings, thin striped jumper and beige leather jacket. I spot an old wooden bus stop next to some houses, but I’m not ready to leave the village I’m in yet, so I decide to take a seat on the bench on the other side of the road. The birds are singing, the wind is blowing through the fields, and I’m feeling at one with nature. That always gets me in the mood to wet myself. I lift up my legs, put my cute grey pumps on the bench so I’m in a comfortable squatting position, and then I let it out straight away. It’s a strong one, and it bursts out through the crotch of my leggings and runs through the slats of the seat. It’s a long one too, so I place the camera on the floor to give a very intimate view of the cascade. When I’m finished, I take a walk through the village, enjoying the soaked feel of my leggings as they cling to my skin. Who knows, maybe somebody will come along after me to take a seat on the bench. They might wonder why it feels so wet on such a dry day ;)