Paulypeeps

Not sure this would work in real life, but in fiction perhaps. "Hi, I saw you the other day, I would recognise that smile anywhere. Would you like to sit on my lap - I'm going to East Croydon."

It would suit me no end.

It depends how I stand, whether it runs down my legs, but generally it tends to hit my skirt and soak down to the hem and trickle off. I have to pee hard to make it burst through my Spandex dress.

I love spandex, because I can pee through it when I am out, and as soon as I stop peeing nothing shows. I like fishnet stockings too so that I can pee down my legs without anything being visible.

I rather like the idea of having a catheter so that my pee just dribbles out all the time. Sometimes it can be a bit of a chore remembering to wet myself regularly so that I don't do too much in one place, having my pee just dribble out continuously will free me from that worry. I think it will remain a fantasy. If I do it then it will be all or nothing. I would never be able to compromise with a nappy or anything, and of course I would miss the warmth...

I am not sure that I would be indifferent, but if the waiter was discreet I would never know!

Peeing while chatting in the pub, and while eating in a restaurant is rather fun.

Not yet, but I mostly charge at home. I am sure that at some point I will be plugging in and going through the interminable set-up procedure at the charger with pee running down my legs... Most of the chargers I see tend to be where they did not want to run a cable too far from the supermarket so are rather public. I have not got a Tesla yet, the Tesla chargers tend to be in more remote locations like you describe.

I have a page on Storiesonline.net too now:- https://storiesonline.net/a/paulypeeps

It works. Just don't do too much so that it soaks all the way through, and drink plenty so there is no smell.

Click on the black dot and it will take you to the first unread message, or the latest one if you have read them all.

The girls go to Cambridge for their interviews and mum and Collette make it a day out. Part 32 Collette was making love to me when I heard mum come in with the tea. Collette just carried on while mum put the cups down on my bedside table before taking Erica's round to her side. Mum woke Erica. "One." Said Erica. I was just starting to orgasm so had a bit of trouble speaking clearly. "Thhh. Th. Th. Thr. Thrrrr. Thrrrrr. Threeeeeeeeeeeee." I finally got it out. Mum clapped and left us to drink our tea. I decided to do my morning pee laying down with Collett

The girls prepare for their university interviews and practice discreet peeing. Part 31 We made it home without any further excitement. As soon as we got indoors mum reminded us. "You are going to Cambridge tomorrow for your university interviews." Mum added. "I will come with you to make a day of it, and Collette can come too. Make sure your suits are presentable." We went upstairs and checked our suits. They looked O.K. I pressed my nose to my suit skirt and could smell the subtle musky aroma of dried pee. I tried to remember if it was Dad's or Collette's, but I gu

A good friend will accept you. Mine have.

Dressed every time. Probably by the pool. So many places, but I guess at the till in a shop while paying. A half walnut shell. Probably not, but I would be happy to sell my pee to someoe if I could pee on them! The warmth. Pee is so lovely and warm when it is running down my legs or soaking in to the cinema seat. The smell of dried pee on my clothes comes second.

Putting the right amount of detail in, and relevent detail, can be a very hard call. Some people find too much detail a turn off - it delays getting to the nitty-gritty, and some need extra detail to set the scene. If you write from your true experience no one ever believes it, the made up is often more believable!

Try this link:- https://www.toiletstool.com/cgi-bin/search.cgi?terms="Car+Mom"&sort=Matches&display=20&n=1 The search function is a bit complicated!

I hope they have another outing so that they can spot a pair of 20s...

I like to be discreet so that I can get away with doing it often. I don't want to get banned from my favourite pub that I like to visit two or three times a week! I wear open heels and fishnet stockings so that if I pee gently down my legs there is nothing to see when I am standing on carpet. If I am on a hard surface I just step away from the puddle when I am done and it is just another spilt drink to whoever mops up. I will typically drink two to four pints of cola in the pub, and I will never vist the ladies room so it will all end up on the floor or in the upholstery (stay till closing tim

They last longer than a week, I think mine lasted about six months before the springs rusted when I was wetting my bed every night.

I generally prefer to just wet the seat I am sitting on, but I have sat on the edge of the seat and peed on to the carpet when I did not want to get my skirt wet, and I have also just stood at the bar and peed down my legs. It is an easy thing to do.

It does feel very alien going in to a public toilet. I still have to use them on very rare occassions for the other function, but always make sure that I pee before going in.

You will have to spend the whole day at the mall in order to fill up to pee more, but if you are still around at tea-time perhaps you might like to visit the restaurant and pee while eating.

I guess it makes the toilet feel just like peeing on the sofa...

It is getting hard to think of new scenarios, so unfortunately it will have to end soon, but not just yet...