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This story took place back in 2001. I went to pick up my gf at the time. As we are leaving out of her house she tells me she has to pee and she'd been holding it for me. So we go a few blocks up to the park. We get out of the car and walk through the dark park to the far end which looks out over the Belt Parkway. She had on a short leave jacket and tight jeans. We sit down on the wooden park bench while she fishes through her pocket for napkins. She stand up, unfastens her belt, unbuttons her jeans, and pulls her jeans and thong down to her knees. She puts the napkins on the edge of the wooden slates of the park bench, sits on the edge of the bench on the napkins and begins to urinate all over the concrete. You can hear her piss slapping against the concrete as a puddle forms and runs between her black leather boots. She wipes, drops the balled up tissue, stands up, fixes her clothes, I grab her, kiss her and we're on our way.

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