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Back in 2006, my friend with benefits, ex-gf called me one night. She was on her way home from the city on the train. She said she had to be really bad and wasn't going to make it home to piss and that she was going to piss on the stairs at the train station. So I meet her at the train station which was down the street. It was late night, freezing cold. I stand out waiting for the train to come so she can get off and relieve herself. Train comes in finally, she gets off, I ask her where she's going to pee. She said it was too cold to pee out there. So we get in our cars, she follows me down the street to the house and I take her inside to the basement which is unfinished, all concrete and support pillars. She is doing the pee dance as she unfastening her tight jeans. While she's undoing her clothes she starts pissing in her jeans a little, enough to see a dark spot in the denim. She gets her jeans down and urinates all over the basement floor. I give her a papertowel, she wipes and throw the tissue in the puddle which I later picked up and saved.

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