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Leslie's Desperation
(Anna Mann)

"Leslie?" she heard the voice behind her and groaned.

"Mrs Crossley," she turned and forced a smile. The woman was a neighbour and a gossip, and someone you didn't need to get trapped by while you struggle with a full bladder.

The strain grew by the second as the old woman began her warnings, the park wasn't a safe place to be at night, "Men had been seen prowling."

Men have been seen out walking Leslie corrected silently as the Crossley's equally aged and hairy mutt nuzzled against her crotch spitefully, almost as though he knew that the dam was about to burst.

"Don't be rude Colonel," the old woman snapped as she yanked the leash, "I do apologise my dear." she added as the dog completely ignored his mistress and continued to nuzzle and sniff.

"It's fine," Leslie had gasped, she had felt the smallest of trickles escape and she needed her own escape swiftly before an embarrassing accident engulfed her. And that would be perfect, to pee my panties in front of the biggest gossip in town. "But you'll have to excuse me Mrs Crossley, I'm very late for an appointment, if I run now I might just make it." she stammered as the trickle became a pained squirt. Now she could feel the warmth in her pants, she knew that disaster was imminent, and before the old lady could reply Leslie turned on her heel and began to sprint toward the edge of the park and a line of trees that divided the gardens from the road.

As she ran she felt her tears begin to burn, she had left it a fraction too late, nature had taken control, her rebellious body had decided that she had pushed endurance too far. She had felt her thighs warming dramatically, she fought the rush of pee that was pressing her onward, she concentrated her will on rescuing the situation before it got completely out of hand.

Maybe it won't look so obvious she pleaded silently as she dived into the bushes and struggled with her zip. All around her leaves rustled, twigs snapped, rose thorns bit into her skin, but Leslie didn't care, her focus was exclusively on staunching the flow as she wrestled her jeans and sodden panties down to her knees.