Popular Post Zorroblade 188 Posted April 5, 2023 Popular Post Share Posted April 5, 2023 As a teenager, I worked at Walmart in the garden center. This was in the late 80’s. I mainly worked outside with the plants and potting soil bags and stuff. A coworker named Ann Marie worked as a cashier most of the time on the inside part of garden center. She was a couple years older than me and attended the junior college. I think she was a natural red head, but maybe she died it that way. I was still in high school and felt out of her league. One evening she was complaining about how far the bathroom was (it was located in the very back of the store, and we were in front/side). Being unusually bold for me, I mentioned that I had taken a pee every now and then at the back part of the outside area where we kept the small plants and flowers, just to save the walk. She quickly jumped in and said that’s a great idea. It was somewhat late in the evening and we didn’t have any customers around at the moment. She asked if I’d stand by and be a lookout for her while she went to the back area herself. I said of course! So she went back and I stood there and kept watch, while literally dying to get a glimpse of her. But she had squatted out of view. After a couple of minutes, she came back hand over her bladder area saying she felt much better and thanked me. Curious, later on I went back to the spot she must have peed to see if I could find a big wet spot on the pavement. But I didn’t see that. However, there was a tray of small bedding flowers sitting on the ground, and it occurred to me she must have set the tray on the ground for something to pee on (I guess to keep from splattering on herself). I went back to visit with her and she was going on as if no big deal. Inside I couldn’t stop thinking about her peeing. The next week, there was another moment when I thought she’d do it again because she asked me to cover the register while she went to have a pee. But there were too many people around and it didn’t pan out. Then the very next week, she quit the job and I never saw her again. So, I was left with only my imagination and dirty mind as I thought about Ann Marie and what could have been if I had pursued a relationship. If she was willing to pee like that, what other pee stuff would she be willing to get up to? Alas. Missed opportunities of the past…. 7 2 Link to post
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