0024 - Amber Goes Before She Goes    

   

We left Amber finishing her shift at the car hire firm. Prior to heading off for her train home, she popped into the print shop to use their loo to change clothes and freshen up. She was in no hurry, her train was not for an hour or two and so she shared a couple of lunchtime beers with the boys there. She popped back to the office to collect her purse but realised that, although she has used the toilet not five minutes ago, she was bursting for another pee. She did not want to return to the print shop again and thought “I’ll never make it up the road without having a pee so it’s the good old back door again” However, the back door was firmly bolted and so Amber cast around for somewhere else to go. “I can’t go out into the courtyard and I can’t leave a pool of pee on the floor she thought” Suddenly she noticed an old container full of roof slates which was used to hold the main doors partially open. “Ideal” she thought with a smile positioning herself over the bucket. “nobody will notice some pee in this”. Carefully Amber squatted above the bucket and gratefully relieved herself into it. Happy, she tidied herself up for the half mile walk through the park to the station. Can she make it there without needing a pee? Probably not.

  0023 - Amber Gets To Go At Last    

   

We left Amber pulling up her pants and rushing to the phone. Well, of course, as son as she reached the office door the phone stopped ringing. Now hopping in agony Amber headed back to have her pee. This time she realised that the side door leading to a small enclosed area of weeds was unbolted and dashed for it. Wrenching open the stiff door Amber just made it to the outside before squatting and releasing a long hissing stream of pee. Relieved Amber returned to the office, pleased that her shift was nearly over.

  0022 - The Phone Stops Amber's Pee    

   

Amber, our college girl, was now doing her second Saturday morning stint at the car hire office. She had been on her own most of the morning and the phones had been quiet. She had whiled away the time writing her college notes and drinking coffee. The garage toilet was still out of order but this was not a problem as she could use the one in the nearby print shop. Nearing lunchtime, Amber thought that it was about time that she visited the print shop loo as her bladder was pretty full. Needless to say, at this point, the previously quiet phones started to ring and amber had to spend the next 15 minutes fielding calls. When she finally got off the phone she realised that she would not be able to make it to the print shop. “The good old drain to the rescue” thought Amber, as she dashed across the garage. Unfortunately however there was a car parked directly over the drain. Squirming with pain Amber looked around for somewhere to pee. The big garage doors were partially open and so she dived out behind the door, squatted and dropped her pants. Just as blessed relief was about begin, the phone started to ring again. “I’ll just ignore it” thought Amber, but try as she might she could not start to pee with the insistent shrill of the phone in the background. “It’s no good, I’ll have to answer it first” thought Amber, hastily puling up her pants and heading for the office.

  0021 - Gwen Drops In For A Piss    

   

After being dropped off by the fat man Gwen waited in vain for another punter to come along. “Probably a snowy January morning is not the best time for trade” mused Gwen as she trudged wearily back towards home. Approaching her old workplace at Capital Skips Gwen thought “Maybe working there was not that bad after all, if I had made more of an effort it might have worked out” Knowing that Jack was never in on Sundays but the occasional driver did a shift, Gwen thought that she would pop in. “If I’m in luck I might get a cup of tea; worst way I’ll at least be able to have a piss” The yard was deserted when Gwen trudged in through the snow. There being no one to cadge a hot drink from Gwen trudged up to the outside toilet. “No doubt, it’ll be locked” thought Gwen and sure enough it was. A deflated Gwen was in no mood for virtuoso piss displays today. She was tired, fed up, extremely cold and desperate to pee. She tucked herself down by the toilet door and peed despondently on to the cold ground. Resignedly rearranging her clothes, Gwen trudged off into the cold. Will we see her piss again ? I don’t think so.

  0020 - Amber's Embarrassment    

   

After Amber relived herself in the wood she returned to Peter’s car and sat waiting for him to return. Although he had said that he would only be a few minutes, probably another 15 minutes had elapsed before his return. During that time Amber had felt her bladder filling up again and it crossed her mind to pay another brief visit to the woods but thinking he would be back any second, she decided to stay put. Eventually, Peter reappeared and they headed towards home. Amber was now in some discomfort again but knowing that home was only 15 minutes away she was not unduly worried Peter was a fast driver which was a mixed blessing for Amber. On one hand they would be home all the sooner but on the other the rapid progress over the bumps did not help her bladder. Suddenly, the traffic slowed to a crawl for some reason and progress was now a few yards at time. Amber was now getting desperate. She really needed to pee but the last thing she wanted to do was let on to Peter. Besides they were in a slow moving traffic queue with no pull overs and Peter could hardly stop even if he wanted to. Amber’s mind raced frantically. Very soon she was going to pee, it was broad daylight and she was with someone who reminded her strongly of a disapproving father. She remembered how after one drunken college bash she and three girlfriends were being driven home by one of the girl’s brothers. When he refused to pull over to let his sister have a pee she stuck her bottom out of the window and peed as they drove. Amber had been pretty shocked at the time but boy how she wished she could share that girl’s relief right now. However she tightened her muscles Amber could feel the pee creeping ever further down towards release. Gradually the traffic pace increased slightly but Amber knew that even if every car head disappeared right now there was no way she could hold her pee until she got home. As Peter swung into a bumpy roundabout Amber felt the pee coming. “Stop! Stop! Stop here!” she screamed. Startled Peter pulled to a halt. “What the hell” Peter started to say but before the words were out Amber had already sprinted over to the roundabout and after making a token effort to screen herself by a bush, simply dropped her pants and peed and peed and peed. Regaining her composure, Amber ignored the looks from passing cars and walked back to Peter’s car as casually as she could. Peter sat, looking pointedly away from the roundabout. If this trip was a little awkward before it was going to be seriously embarrassing now.