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So, writing for the first time....any suggestions/constructive critiques are welcome ! This happened in the final year of my college life in India. A group of us friends were in charge of hosting a departmental reunion and meetings used to run long after the normal class times. It was close to the date of the event and we were all talking at length about a visit to the department by some guest before the event to inspect labs et al. The visit was supposed to be on a weekend and so some of us had to come in Saturday. Our meeting room used to be closed normally on weekends and we had 2-3 keys, one of which, happened to be with my ex as she used to stay on campus in the girls' hostel. As the meeting dragged on a lot of the group had left leaving only 3-4 at the end. We decided at the end that one of us would have to come in the next day and prepare for the visit. Then we discovered that all the people with the keys had left earlier leaving only my ex as a possibility. She declared she could not come the next day as she had some plans but she could bring the keys quickly to us from her hostel. So, she hurried out to the hostel and left us to talk about other things. After about a rather long 20 mins (hostel was a 5 min walk max) she returned and handed over a key to us. The others quickly took the key and bid us goodbye. I don't know if nobody noticed but I saw that she had changed her jeans from the dark one she was wearing to another. Since I had to leave as well, I could not press her too much that night but on teasing her about it, she blushed and would not talk about it. It took some time for us to break the ice about such events as this was quite early on in our relationship. It was later, one random phone call on some random night, much later, when we were much more comfortable with each other, that the true secret was revealed. And here it is from the girl's perspective : ---------------------------------------------------------------------- By the end of the meeting I was seriously desperate and in need of a loo pretty badly. But then I did not want to keep anyone waiting for the key and decided I would quickly get it from my room. Ahh, why didn't I bring it with me ? I stepped out of the building and the cool breeze hit my face and I suddenly realized that I was more desperate that I had thought....however, I carried on, I was a big girl after all in my final year of college ! On the way I met a friend who tried to indulge me in some small-talk...I tried to talk my way out of it (talking away valuable time) and got into my hostel. My room was on the 3rd floor and walking up the stairs was painful. As soon as I reached the third floor I had a decision to make : either get the keys or use the toilet. I was super desperate but decided to first get the keys from my room and then use the restroom before I went back. That proved to be my biggest mistake ! The room was on the opposite side of the corridor as the toilets and all the girls in the floor used the same restroom facilities. I quickly stepped into my room and then I tried to quickly find the keys. In my panic, I realized the keys were not in their usual place and I actually had to search for them ! I was under serious pressure now and wondered if I should continue searching or go. I decided to search a bit more. Soon enough under the table I found the key. It had somehow fallen down and I quickly took it as a huge wave of desperation hit me. I doubled over and half-walked to the door. Since none of my roommates were present I had to lock the door before I went out again (and had to unlock it to get in) ! I was in panic then : I tried locking the door but somehow the key won't fit in as I struggled wth it ! "Why does this have to happen now ???" I wondered. As the key finally slid in, another desperation wave hit me almost overcoming my resistance. I was in serious trouble now. I had to use the restrooms NOW ! In panic, as soon as the door was locked, I ran ! Running was another big mistake as I soon realized ! Maybe I should have half-walked slowly to the restroom but running made everything happen so quickly. As I was midway through to the restrooms I could feel I was no longer in control. New surges of desperation hit me as I felt control slipping away and myself getting wet. I quickly crossed my legs when I realized what was happening and tried to regain control. I was spurting uncontrollably as I opened the door to the toilets. Thankfully there was no one to view my condition or I would have been so embarrassed. The cubicles were empty and I kept leaking in my panties as I entered them : I just could not control any more. I had to struggle with my tight jeans inside and by the time I got it down and sat down with relief, I knew I had had a major major accident. As I finished peeing, I stood up to survey the damage. The jeans were noticeably wet till my knees on one leg and the upper thighs on another. I was so ashamed. Now I had to walk back to my room, unlock it again and change into something and then walk back ! Well, let this be our secret ok ? I have quite a few other stories to tell, but just to you.....so shhhhh