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Chapter 1: School on friday


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Meeting at The Point Chapter 1: School on Friday

Casey walked in to high school that morning with a grin on her face, and a hand over her bladder. Today was the day she was going to ask out her friend Lindsay if she wanted to go to Hill Point, a deserted cliff upon a hill in Northwest Greenville. Casey had had eyes on Lindsay since they first met, in 5th grade. Casey wasn’t sure if Lindsay was a lesbian like she was, but after hanging out with her numerous times with her and her friends, she often made lesbian remarks that strangely, none of her friends ever picked up on.

Lindsay and Casey saw each other every day in 3rd and 8th period during school. Casey was on her way to homeroom, and she realized that a small wet spot on the bottom of her pants started to appear, thinking about Lindsay, Casey realized that she almost wet herself. Casey hadn’t gone since when she woke up and she had had two glasses of water since then. The urge wasn’t bad, and she was planning on having two more bottles of water during lunch, hoping she could hold it through the day past gym class.

8th period would be torture period because most of the machines she was working with involved keeping your legs quite open. Casey checked her watch and realized she was going to be late, she rushed upstairs to her locker. Casey put down her backpack and opened her locker. The locker opened and Casey opened her backpack and started jamming books in her backpack and books from last night’s homework assignment back in to her locker.

She finally finished, and put her lock back on when she realized Lindsay was standing over her.

Hi Casey, Lindsay said. Hey Lindsay, said Casey. I see you are at your locker, do you need help carrying anything? I’m fine thanks, Casey replied. If there’s anything you want help with, just ask, k? Sure, thanks a lot Casey replied. Lindsay happily skipped off, her legs slightly crossed, and Casey could tell that the feeling they had between each other was possibly mutual, and that made Casey feel both very happy, and very aroused. It also seemed that the need to pee was mutual, as Casey noticed Lindsay too had many sure signs of desperation.

Casey walked in to the classroom and sat down in the back, and unfortunately, Lindsay was in the second row, making it impossible for them to talk to each other without Mrs. Kathleen, their homeroom and math teacher, noticing.

Casey copied down her homework, but noticed something strange in the second row that made Casey feel intrigued. Casey noticed that under her desk on her lap, Lindsay was writing on a sticky note. That seemed quite unusual because, Lindsay never took notes and didn’t care much about her math grade. Then, Lindsay did something else that intrigued, Lindsay gave the note to a fellow class mate who was also a friend of hers, and started to pass it back. From row to row it came towards the back of the classroom, eventually reaching Casey.

With pure interest, Casey opened up the folded note and read it,

You look very pretty today Casey, do you want to hang out after school?

Casey got a rush of happiness to her brain, it seemed like Lindsay maybe was in to her, after all, there were the lesbian comments in past weeks indirectly referencing her, the sudden offers of favors at the lockers, and now this, this was good evidence. Casey was always taught, if something happens twice it was most likely a coincidence, but if that certain thing happens three times, it could mean there was a pattern, and Casey felt that note may have been here third incidence, indicating that there sure as hell may have been a pattern. Casey crossed her legs in excitement, peeing a little at the joy of the situation. There was a pattern, there just had to be…

A couple of hours later lunch started and Casey made her way to Lindsay’s table, sitting down next to her. Hi Lindsay Casey said happily, I got your note. Lindsay smiled and leaned in closer to her. I was serious, you are mighty pretty today. Thanks, so I noticed you asked if I wanted to go some place after school, and I know just the place. Where? Lindsay asked.

You know Hill Point right, north part of town, off the hiking trail on the hill? Yeah, I sure do, I used to always go there with my parents and camp, but after all that heavy littering, my parents and I, and everyone else according to my recent walks up there, have deserted the place completely. Well then, it sounds like a good place to go tonight Casey said. Casey bounced in her seat, and had her hand in her crotch, a small barely noticeable wet spot on her jeans. You need to pee don’t you? Lindsay asked. Casey blushed, as she noticed she was way too visible to everyone, and that Lindsay probably wasn’t the only one who noticed she was on the verge of wetting herself. Oh my god, you noticed Casey said, shocked. I sure noticed, and I think it’s cute Lindsay said. You do? Sure as hell Lindsay responded, I love holding my pee, it makes me feel soooo horny. That’s so awesome, I love holding my pee Casey said. Tonight will be fun then Lindsay said, she had such a plan for Casey, such a plan…

A few hours later, Casey was absolutely bursting for a pee. It was gym class, and they were using the weight room.

Okay girls and boys, said their gym coach, Mr. Baron said, I would like one of the girls to demonstrate the usage of one of our new machines. A few raised their hands, but Mr. Baron was reluctant to pick any of them, even though they were begging. Casey had a bad feeling about this, mostly because she had never demonstrated in gym class. And that bad feeling was right. Mr. Baron made direct eye contact with her, probably noticing how bad she needed to go. Casey, I haven’t seen you do anything in a while, so how about you demonstrate? Mr. Baron, do I have too? Casey pleaded. Yes Mr. Baron said, you haven’t done anything in the entire year, so I am going to make sure you get up there.

Casey stood up and walked slowly to the machine and sat down, spreading her legs on the machine. Casey tried to use all her bladder muscles, but it was no use. As she spread out her legs the first time, the flood gates broke. A sharp, powerful stream of pee shot out of her, soaking through her shorts in an instant, and spraying all over the floor. The pee puddle on the machine grew and started running down it, making the floor wet all around her. After another twenty or so seconds, she was done peeing, and soaked everything. Everyone had a look of shock on their faces, except for Lindsay, who had a huge ass grin on her face…

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