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Not through the fence so much as over it! 🤣

I'd like to give you all the encouragement you need. But, in order to give you a good answer, I first need to know if you want someone to watch you.

Some of us never get bored with your delightful offerings. 😁

That looked like a wonderful time the two of you had. But, I'm kinda surprised you got as much in the bucket as you did. 😉

I would think riding the Harley would make you want to pee during the ride. At least, it always seemed that way for me. I can probably count on one hand the times I dismounted the bike without leaving a puddle.

You've already proven that to millions of women who have you as their mentor. In fact, were you to challenge me in a distance contest, you'd probably win. But, I still think I can best you for height! 🤣

One of the best stories I've read in quite some time. @Eliminature I didn't realize that you were actually Ruby Tuesday! 🤣

If it weren't a taboo, I'd still enjoy it. Certainly more often, although probably not as intensely. Eli make a very good point. Even if there wasn't the thrill of breaking the rules, a sense of pleasure would still be involved.

I wish you a warm and especially wet welcome to our site. You'll find most all of us friendly and willing to answer your questions or give advice. A great many of us are eager to chat and share stories. If you have any of your own, you're more than welcome to post. .

Probably the times I've been on a trail with a new hiking partner when nature paid us a call and we peed alongside one another.

Apparently, it is possible. 😁 I recall a warm evening in the Florida Keys. I was on a date and we took a walk on the beach after dinner. We shared a bottle of wine with the meal, along with water. The waiter had been intent on filling our glasses. At some point an hour or so later, we both were desperate. I was the first to admit it, but my date said she'd been needing to pee, too. Nobody else was near us, it was a moonless night and, if either of us wanted privacy, there really was no option close by. So, she took off her bikini panties and squatted down in front of me. Almost

I don't suppose you were watching one another 🙄, but did you feel a little inadequate by how long she peed or by the size of her puddle?

I guess that disproves the argument that the size of a woman's bladder is usually proportional to breast size.

I, too, have a spinal injury. Unlike you, mine limits rather than helps my bladder capacity. I typically don't notice mine getting full until I'm nearly desperate. On a good day I have 20 to 30 minutes, on a better day I'm lucky to have two.

Stories like that are never boring, especially when they have a happy ending like yours did!

No only possible, but most likely if I was in a field near you. Of course, I might have been there for the same reason.

I see you've been kicked out of the Itty Bitty Titty Club. 🤣 But, I very much like what I see.

More like do I ever have a dream when I don't? 🤣 It seems like a lot of my friends from here are in them. 😁

Isn't a great feeling to know that some of the things you learned in your early years remain useful for the rest of your life 🤣

Just remember, when it's in water (especially the salty kind) too long, even steel rusts! 🤣

I'm hoping this isn't your only story about Tina. She sounds like she could be fun around.

I've enjoyed many winter hikes that always seemed to bring out the best in us. Often a few times on a really cold day.

Yes, give the housekeeper a nice tip and you can get away with a lot of pee fun.

@Maggie_555 If it helps, I'll drink more. It's the least I can do. What do you bet we can fill that pool to at least 5% in a week?

I usually pack along a couple large water bottles, so I stay well-hydrated. Why stop at one pee? Isn't nature wonderful?