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After being home for a few hours, Jess couldn't help but to think about the new bathroom. The idea of that toilet just creeped her out. But at the moment she was getting in a dyer situation. Watching her friend through the window. Jess saw she was foing something with the compost. "She must be cleaning again." Jess said to herself.
Standing with her hands cupped between her legs, Jesse's pink; but soft shorts started to ride up. "I don't know how much longer I can hold this."
Upon hearing thumping up the stairs, Jess then heard the knock at her door. Her bedroom door was slightly large, it had for rectangle spots on it and a gold colored door handle. Feeling her bladder releasing Jess went wide eyed. "No! Wait don't come... In.." Jess said seeing the door burst open. Standing there now Infront of her friend, A yellow spot grew beneath the girl as the pee continued going down her legs.
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The Pain of one is the death of another, it suffers on and on till something gives; then there is no humanity, just agony and loneliness .
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