I had stopped whilst on my drive through a forest. I needed a cigarette. So pulled over to take a break. I could feel that I needed a piss but thought I could hold it. I could hear a motorbike coming and hatched a devious plan. I wanted to piss myself where I could be seen. Just as the motorbike passes I let go and soak my dark blue jeans. My heart is beating fast, and I stand there and let a car see me also. I love pissing jeans. I love being seen.