I’ve got a day off so I’ve come to the seaside to have a walk on the beach. I’m wearing a blue jumper and a pink leather jacket, a tight pair of black leggings, and a comfortable pair of black sneakers. I also have my trusty black leather backpack with me, containing a packed lunch and a few bottles of water to keep my bladder full ;) It’s certainly worked, because I’ve only been on the sand a short while when I’m suddenly desperate to go. I quickly look around, but the nearest public toilet is a long way off, and I won’t make it. Nothing for it but to squat down in the sand, and let nature takes its course. Anybody on the beach at the same time might see, but I’m past caring. I let it out through my leggings, and it soaks my bum and legs and turns the dry golden sand into mush. And because my clothes and shoes are now wet through, the sand sticks to them, so in a flash I’m dirty as well as damp. The coarse grains really make me uncomfortable as they rub against my skin when I start the walk back, but strangely enough this turns me on. I just wonder if anybody will question why the beach is wet when the tide is actually out ;)