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"Going" on the Way to the Theater ("Lisa's" Story) by Dr. P The real world documentary of this incident seems to have generated significant interest among readers on Pee Fans, since I posted it on 11 August 2019. So I thought I would write another version of this story, told from "Lisa's" point of view, as I understood it, at the time it took place. The events are the same as those of the documentary, but it is fictional, in the sense that "Lisa" is not writing it, I am. As noted in the documentary, "Lisa" (not her real name, of course) and I were together for several years in t

I have posted in detail on this general subject several times, in June and July of this year, so I won't repeat those posts. But the recent posts of pee01 and Gotah pique my interest. I envy the experiences of pee01, whose mom let him watch her hover, when she peed in a public facility, and of Gotah, whose aunt voluntarily cooperated in satisfying his curiosity about her peeing, outdoors. My first pee memory was literally at my mother's knee, when I was 2 or 3 years old. For the first 5 years of my life, I was an only child, until my sister was born. During that early time, my mother

Note: I had two real pee reports ready to post, when I lost my connection to the site, temporarily, thank goodness, last month. They involve my old girlfriend, "Lisa," who was the subject of "Lisa:" "Going" on the Way to the Theater," posted on 11 August, 2019. Some of these incidents may have been mentioned, in rambling bits and pieces about her, back in 2017. But I have gathered the details and rewritten them as short, coherent memoirs, here. This is the second one. Please bear in mind that these are factual reports or memoirs, not fictional stories, so they may not be written in the same st

Note: I had two real pee reports ready to post, when I lost my connection to the site, temporarily, thank goodness, last month. They involve my old girlfriend, "Lisa," who was the subject of "Lisa:" "Going" on the Way to the Theater," posted on 11 August, 2019. Some of these incidents may have been mentioned, in rambling bits and pieces about her, back in 2017. But I have gathered the details and rewritten them as short, coherent memoirs, here. This is the first one. Please bear in mind that these are factual reports or memoirs, not fictional stories, so they may not be written in the same sty

Brutus, I envy your phenomenally good luck, being able to hear this woman pee, knowing the previous condition of the bathroom was pristine, and then verify what she did to it! 🙂 A very rare situation, to be sure. As I have mentioned previously, my favorite local grocery chain has all-gender, single-user bathrooms, for the use of customers. I always check them out, particularly when I spot an attractive woman exiting from one of them, but I have never been lucky enough to observe everything that you saw and heard. I have rarely, if ever, been able to hear a woman peeing, because of ba

Brutus, Thanks for writing. Glad you enjoyed it. Our minds seem to be running on similar tracks, recently. Sorry for preempting one of your ideas. In my experience, women seem to be more resistant to being "helped" with a urine sample, than almost anything else. I guess the medical purpose makes it NOT sexy, even for those who are comfortable with peeing in their man's presence. The fact that the sampling process can be quite messy, leading to some possible embarrassment, may also be a factor. There may be additional story lines possible, here. I'm sure you could write a good one.

Peefreak99 and spywareonya, Thanks for your kind words. Your point about the story is well taken, but this one is a documentary, or memoir, not a work of fiction. So I didn't think it would be honest to embellish it. If I had written it as a fictional story, I would have set it differently, so the couple had more time, and a safe place to engage in additional activities, during and after the relief. This was a real-world story from another era, which had some advantages and disadvantages. If it happened today, we would probably have been caught on a surveillance camera, and both of us wou

speedy3471, It was a dull and depressing several weeks! 😞

Thanks. So glad to be back. I thought I was blocked forever by a glitch involving my IP address and this site. Admin did a great job resolving it. 🙂

Admin, Thanks so very much for your help! Couldn't have gotten back without it! I thought I would be blocked, permanently, so this was a very pleasant surprise! Thanks again, "Dr.P"

I am amazed at the number and variety of your experiences! Thanks for sharing! The situations you describe are at least as interesting as the phrases used. This is one of my favorite subjects. I had one girlfriend, "Lisa," with whom I shared many, very similar experiences, to those you describe. I posted one of my experiences with her, on Pee Fans, yesterday. More will follow. Although the variety of places and situations where she peed in my presence was large, her vocabulary was simple: She would establish strong eye contact with me, and say, simply, "I have to GO," with heavy emph

"Lisa:" "Going" on the Way to the Theater by Dr. P "Lisa" (not her real name, of course) and I were together for several years in the late 1970's and early 1980's. We both enjoyed my fascination with her peeing styles and habits, which she freely shared with me, once she understood how much they turned me on. This is my recollection of one event which actually happened. We often went out and spent entire evenings drinking and dancing, during which Lisa never used a ladies' room. She said they were filthy and she hated them, so we actually made a pact that she wouldn't use them w

"Reina" by Dr. P This, again, is a true experience, which took place in the late '70's, just before I met "Jeanie". I will call this lovely lady "Reina." She is a slender, ivory-skinned lady, with beautiful legs, who was a key member of our "Happy Hour" crowd at the bar across the street from the Plant, at this time. We were all friends and co-workers, and occasionally some of us became lovers; a fun crowd, at a fun time, my "Days of Wine and Roses". At the time of this story, Reina and I had been close friends for a couple of years, and had recently begun actually dating each othe

Jayne78, Both Alfresco and Cuckoo42 make some valid points: 1. Leave the camera in place and active when this guy visits your home. (Alfresco) 2."The most important thing is to remember that you are in control of this and it is entirely up to you how far you want to take it." (Alfresco) 3. "Absolutely don't do anything that you are not comfortable in doing." (Alfresco) 4."You probably don't want to admit filming him as that opens up the whole can of worms around having a hidden camera in your bathroom - even it if is your bathroom." (Alfresco) 5. "Personally I wou

Jayne78, It all depends upon whether your husband will be at home on Friday, and accompanying the builder, as he does his work. If your husband will be home, I doubt that the builder will dare to do anything like his previous behavior, for fear of getting caught and shamed, at the very least. He must certainly realize that he has invaded your privacy, no matter how obsessed he may be with his fetish. So in that case, you should probably do 1 nothing. And you need not bother with 2. If you are sure that your husband will NOT be home, when the builder visits, you have at least 3 option

Her New Style: Day 3 By Dr.P We awoke, after a very restful night of sleep. I immediately remembered that we needed to collect a sample of her urine, for her doctor's appointment, that afternoon. Just the thought of it, and fantasies of how we might go about doing it, were very exciting to me, a real turn on, which I was looking forward to, with great anticipation. I had remembered to tell her to drink a glass of water before bed time, on the previous day, so she would be able to pee, first thing in the morning. Fortunately, she was wearing only her shorty nightgown and some panties, wh

Great story, Brutus! Thanks!

Riley, I LOVE your legs, at least what I can see of them, in these pictures. They are not fat at all, but very well proportioned. Would love to see them in short shorts, or better yet, panties! (Knickers)

Brutus, Thanks very much for reading so attentively, and for your deep understanding. You have insight and empathy, beyond your years, and I appreciate your opinion. It is no secret that this fictional story is based on the very real relationship between me and "Melissa," and what I hope will be our reunion, at some point. Our past relationship, when we were decades younger, has recently been described and posted in the real stories section, but I had misgivings about describing things as they are, now, even as fiction, knowing that most of you are so much younger than we are, and might

Riley, Great story. Very warm, loving, and erotic. Loved the detail, which made it seem real. Thanks for posting. Hope to see more, from you.

Pissdrinker, peeingone, and speedy3471: Thanks guys. Glad you enjoyed it. "Moustache Ride" was a fun label on some novelty T-shirts in the late '70's and early '80's, in several forms, in the States. There were several variations on the text, "Moustache Rides 5¢" "Moustache Rides Free," and one even added "No Fat Chicks" as a second line. I think I had all of the variations. The graphic above the text was an artist's conception of a long, moustache of the Sixties, with a beautiful, nude girl, in the center, legs spread wide. Sometimes the moustache looked more like an eagle's wings, than

UnabashedUser, Thanks much. Glad you liked it. Part 3 has a lot more sex and variety in it, than the first two parts.

"Melissa" Part 3: The Big Easy and Other True Short Stories by Dr. P The first of these describes a 5 or 6 day trip, which took place in the early '80's, in the Spring, long after Mardi Gras, probably in May. My partner was "Melissa" my girlfriend, of the time, who became a long-term friend and lover, over more than 10 years. This trip did a lot to make our relationship closer and more intimate. It happened during our earlier relationship ("Melissa" Part 1), probably about two years after we originally got together, well before our second time together, after her re-marriage and second

Her New Style: Day 2 By Dr. P We had fallen asleep together, with my hand between her thighs, in contact with her panties, as we had often done in the past, when we were together. She liked the warmth, intimacy, and security of my hand between her legs, and I loved feeling her silky smooth thighs, all night long. She woke me sometime in the wee hours, aptly enough, by squeezing my hand between her legs, saying, "Sorry for waking you, but I have to go really bad. I may have leaked a little in my panties, already. If you help me to the bathroom, I'll let you watch me pee aga

Jayne78, I agree with speedy3471. Carry on as usual. You are not the only one who should feel embarrassed, in this situation. He invaded your privacy, to discover your issues. So he obviously has issues of his own, which he may be embarrassed about. He shouldn't have done that. xx Dr. P