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 The Bathroom

   ARMY GIRL

   (C)2001-9 The Bathroom

   Private Jones and the rest of the women soldiers in her room at the army
barracks were woken by alarm bells.  The sergeant had come in through the
door.  "Wake up, you've got twenty minutes to make your bed, get washed and
changed," he said.  All the women were struggling to get organised.  Jones
reminded herself...  it was the day of the big parade, and she had to
prepare her uniform for later.

   At breakfast, she was slightly more nervous than normal and she felt her
mouth was a bit dry, so she drank three glasses of water with her meal. 
She needed to be rehydrated as she may not be able to eat or drink anything
else until later in the afternoon.  She felt a slight twinge in her
bladder, but she wasn't desperate, so she didn't go to the toilet.

   After the regular kit, room and other inspections, the women prepared to
change into their uniforms for the parade.  Private Jones put on her
uniform and looked in the mirror.  The uniform was a khaki green jacket
with one stripe (for private) on each sleeve, with gold buttons covering a
white blouse and black tie, a khaki green skirt and black Dr Martens shoes,
which had to be polished so thoroughly so they shined.  There was also an
officer-style hat which they had to wear on occasions like this.  She kept
making small rearrangements in her uniform when the twinge in her bladder
came back...  again she ignored it...  she felt she could hold it.

   However, when she had to travel with the other women on the bus to go to
the parade, she started to fidget.  She should have gone while she was back
at the barracks.  The journey took an hour, but her need to pee became
urgent.  She sat in the bus with her legs tight together.  She also
clenched her bladder muscles and tried not to think about it.  When they
got to the parade area, there was no time for the women soldiers either to
use the toilet or to do anything else.

   They had to get ready for the parade, in which all soldiers had to march
in their battalions down to the recreation ground, Private Jones was
bursting.  She been clenching her bladder muscles for sometime and didn't
know how much longer she can hold on for.  She could not sigh or do
anything like that...  she felt she had to be in control of her faculties.

   Across the recreation ground, there were some large rows of soldiers
lined up and the crowds were cheering them.  His Holiness the Mayor was
there and was to meet each of the battalions in turn.  As hers was near the
end, Private Jones had to wait until their mayor had seen them, which made
matters worse.  She found it extremely difficult to keep still, and needed
to pee badly.  She could not fidget or cross her legs...  she had to stand
completely still with her hands by her side and staring in front of her. 
She was now clenching her bum cheeks and continued to flex her bladder
muscles in order to maintain some control.

   It took a long time (at least thirty minutes) for the Mayor to come to
her battalion and by then Private Jones felt she was going to lose it.  She
was so distracted by her desperation that she did not notice the Mayor
standing.

   "Hello, young lady," the Mayor said.  "Er...er, sorry," she replied. 
For that split second she felt a little pee leak into her panties.  She
felt horrified, but tried not to show it.  Some more pee leaked again then
soaking her panty gusset.  The Mayor had been talking to her for five
minutes, but she wished he would move on.  However, after several hours of
holding her pee, Private Jones couldn't take it any more.  Pee started
trickling rivulets down her inner thighs.  She was so relived to let go,
but as usual she could not show it to the Mayor, nor to anybody else.

   When the parade was over, she dashed to the toilets at the ground.  She
locked herself into one of the cubicles to inspect the damage.  To her
relief only her panties were wet, but not her skirt.  However, she may not
be able to disguise the smell when the soldiers get on the bus to go back
to the barracks.