It was sick.Hannah and I never spoke of it again.anyway,heres what happened.
I'm Marina,and hannah is my friend from colledge.we were both about 23,at the time.It was mid spring,and we were taking a road trip together.We were driving from new jersey to Massachusetts.
It was the second day of our trip,and we were having pure fun.We laughed and told jokes,but it would have been more fun if I wasnt driving!
It was broad daylight,about 4:15am when hannah confessed to needing to use the toilet slightly.I said okay,and that I would find a stop,but we had just passed the last gas station before we got on the freeway.Hannah said that she could wait,I don't remember her exact words,but that was basicly it.About an hour and a half later Hannah started squirming.When I asked if she had to pee ,she said,"no",and"I can hold it".I was begining to get a little worried when she said"Do you need to pee ,M?"She was obviousely asking for some understanding,but I just barely felt pressure in my bladder.I had at least two hours left.
It wasnt long when I noticed her slip her hand in between her legs,lifting up her little black mini,slightly and pressing on her pussy ,to hold in the pee.
"Are you okay ?"I asked.I remember what she said.
"I'm alright,but I'm not.I cant hold it.when is the next exit?" I could remember a sign i saw not too many second before,that said:next exit 5 miles.
"soon"I said,trying to spare her of the reality.
Out of the corner of my eye,I watched facinated as she scooted her skirt up a little more,and shifted sideways a bit,probably so I couldnt see her light blue panties,but I saw them clearly.Then she sat back in the chair and stuck her right had into her panties.I watched her hand's outline go deaper and deaper int her panties until it stopped,and began to rub.
I could tell she knew that I was watching,but she didnt seem to care much.
The next sign said something like:next stop 2 miles.
unfortunately,Hannah saw the sign,and softly wimpered.
She said she couldnt hold it anymore,and I noticed as I saw the crotch of her panties become a darker blue,but then she stopped."HELP"she cried.
I did not want her peeing on the seat,so I shoved a coffee cup into her hands,and promised not to look,but again I gazed out of the corner of my eye.She lowered her panties to about her knees,andplaced the cup unter her,on the floor of the car.I could hear the pee gushing quickly into the small glass cup,and I could hear it overflowing,pee sinking into the carpet.The car smelled awful,but we still went to the rest stop,and poured the cup into the toilet.I did it actually .Hannah was too embarrassed to leave the car.It was digusting.I hate road trips.

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by Anonymous on Sep 8, 2002 at 11:52 AM

Why didn't you just pull over so she could squat next to the car?????

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