It's been a good day. I have been out with friends and enjoying this beautiful weather. Upon returning home I reach into my handbag as normal to find the key to my front door. Where is it? Where is my key!? I really need to piss! I empty the contents of my handbag on to the floor in the desperate hope that the key will appear. Have I left it somewhere? What am I going to do? I am bouncing in place, struggling to hold on. I squeeze my hand into my crotch, willing my bladder to get smaller. I am struggling and my legs are shaking with the effort of holding in my piss. I try the door, but no it is really locked. What am I going to do? Panic sets in as a small baseball size leak manages to leak out. I was hoping that this would give me some relief but if anything it just makes the rest of the piss want to come out faster! Another big leak happens, and I resign myself to totally soaking my Levi jeans and Puma shoes. It pours out of me and the relief is heavenly. I gather up my things and head back to my car in my totally soaked jeans. Maybe I left my keys there?