Waiting in line at the toilet became a real ordeal. My friend and I, in our tight yoga pants, felt the pressure on our bladders increasing with each passing moment. My chest was pounding as I realized that time was running out. There were so many people around, and there was still a long line ahead. Finally, I couldn’t hold it in. In that moment of shame when it happened, I knew that there was no escape for both of us. We left the toilet with red faces, knowing that this would become our shared secret. KEY WORDS: pants wetting, wet leggins, pee desperation, peed pants, feet, ENF.
