Wet Carpet magazine is a publication catering to all those interested in girls peeing in naughty places. The following thread are a series of extracts from the readers' confessions pages.....
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Dear Wet Carpet
Last night I was out in the pub with my boyfriend, sitting behind a table in a corner. I needed to use the loo pretty badly but the queue for the Ladies' was very long. Anyway, having had a bit to drink and feeling a bit
Dear Wet Carpet Magazine,
I'm hoping your readers might be able to give me some advice with a little problem I've got at work?
My name's Linda and I work for a private health care company. Most of role is in visiting patients in their homes, assessing them and supporting their care. I love the job, almost all my clients are lovely.
But I have a bit of a 'situation' shall we say that's arisen. It happened a couple of weeks ago, the day started normally with a morning of visits.