This story is pure fiction.
The first time I witnessed Viv urinating was in the longdrops at a
music festival. A group of us from college were there, camping in one
of the more outlying fields. I woke early in the morning, just after
sunrise, before most people were awake, and after putting on jeans I
left my tent to go for a pee. Before I had gone a few yards, Viv came
out of her tent and asked,
"You going to the loo?"
I nodded and she continued,
"I was beginning to think I would have to walk to the loos on my
own. I have been waiting and hoping someone else woul