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 The Bathroom

   NIGHTCLUB BLUES

   (C) 2001-9 The Bathroom

   Tracy and Tina were ready to go to the nightclub in the town centre. 
They were well dressed, Tracy in her black silky dress and matching high
heel shoes, Tina with a blue top and black knee-length skirt and dark blue
high heels.  When they got to the club, they saw most of the people
dancing. "Look's busy tonight," said Tracy.  "Yes, it sure does," replied
Tina.  "It might be a good night for us.

   They had not seen any handsome men yet, so they walked over to the bar
to have a couple of drinks, always mixtures of alcohol, soft drink and
mixers.  After a while, they got to the dancefloor and strutted their stuff
with the others.  "Hey, Tina, look at this guy!" said Tracy.  "Where?"
asked Tina.  They looked at this tall, tanned, blonde-haired man with
muscles to match.  He was at the other end of the bar.  He looked at them
and started to walk over.  "Hi," he said.  "You've been here before?"
"Yeah," replied Tracy.  "Would you like a dance?" the man asked.  "Sure,"
said Tracy, and they both went to dance, leaving Tina on her own.  She
needed to go to the toilet, so she went to the toilets where there was a
long queue of ladies needing to relieve themselves...or were they just
doing make up?

   Tina seen the queue had not moved for ten minutes and she was bursting.
She was pacing and hopping on one foot.  After another ten minutes, she
went back to the bar to order a shandy, which she drank quickly.  She saw
Tracy dancing with the handsome blonde guy....she was jealous of her mate.
She was paying more attention to them than to her bursting bladder.  She
found a discreet corner of the nightclub and started to hold herself
through her skirt.  She needed to go badly, but still saw the long line of
ladies still needing the toilet.  She grabbed herself tightly in the hope
that the pain in her bladder would subside a little.

   Suddenly, Tracy called to her.  "Hey, Tina, the guy wants to dance with
you." "I-I-I can't, I-" "Come on, don't be shy, come over here." Tina tried
to compose herself and walked over to Tracy and the man.  The song "Lady In
Red" by Chris de Burgh was playing.  Both Tina and the man were embracing
each other on the dancefloor.  She wanted the dance to happen but for the
imminent need to relieve herself.  She started to shake and fidget. 
"What's wrong?" the man asked.  "E-er, nothing, just a little tired," Tina
lied.

   She managed to stay composed throughout the dance.  When the song
finished, she made a quick, desperate dash to the toilets.  She felt the
pee seeping through her knickers, so when she got into a cubicle, she just
lifted her skirt, stood over the toilet and let go.  The pee gushed out of
her knickers and run down her long legs.  It seemed to take forever when
somebody had banged on the door.  "HURRY UP, I NEED TO GO TOO!" a voice
shouted.  When Tina finished and cleaned herself up, she opened to see
Tracy standing there, clutching herself and needing to go too.