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I have worked in the office of quite a big factory. And still am. I remember one case which happened few months ago. There was a surprise practise because of possible major accident. Fire bells started to scream and every employer had to go out immediately. To myself it wasn't bad moment. But those two women from our purchase unit, were really bursting at that time. They had already been in meeting room with their customers whole afternoon after their lunch break and probably drank coffee and water too. They were telling outside how badly they had tried to stop their meeting which had lasted already hours. And now this!

The first one was shorter and more curvy darkhaired woman (about 40 years). Younger one was her slim longhaired blonde assistant with glasses (I'd say 25-30). Both of them were stepping foot to foot. If I remember right, both of them had dressed tops and black business jackets. Assistant had tight dark blue guess? jeans on her and her boss had black business pants. After a while the assistant started to ask people, if there was a possibility to use restrooms. Nope, there wasn't. Every time she talked with people she was visibly pee dancing in front of them on the spot. Her boss was silently standing feet together, upper body bended forwards and hand between her thighs. Their faces looked so worried that they really were bursting. It was obvious.

After about one hour standing firemen had came and also eventually found the reason why bells rang. We all were allowed to go inside. Heels were knocking on the floor when those two women stepped through corridors towards toilets in front of us. The assistant left her boss first into the neariest ladies room. After a while waiting in front of the ladies door knees together, she said something like "I don't wanna wet myself!", laughed and went to mens room before first men were approaching us. I think they survived well. I am a good at keep myself dry, but I think many women would have peed themselves in those circumstances!

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Lisa then joined us and ordered a large coffee to go, before we headed out to the stand. The rest of the day was fairly uneventful, Sarah left to go and deliver a presentation leaving the three of us on the stand, and then I went for my lunch break leaving Lisa and Michelle. As I left for lunch, I realised that Lisa had not yet been for a loo break, and would not have chance to go until I got back from lunch as she was not allowed to leave Michelle on her own. We'd been on the stand around 4 hours by this time, and she had finished her large cup of coffee as well as about half a large bottle of water. For the past hour Lisa had been getting more and more fidgety, crossing and uncrossing her legs and bouncing up and down on the balls of her feet while talking to people visiting the stand, and was clearly starting to get desperate. I took 30 mins for lunch, and when I got back Lisa was standing talking to someone. Straight away I could tell she was dying for a pee. She was constantly fidgeting around, crossing her legs and squeezing her thighs together, uncrossing them and dancing from foot to foot before crossing them back the other way, looking very red faced. Unfortunately for her, the girl she was talking to had lots of questions, keeping Lisa from rushing off to the loo. After a few more minutes of Lisa fidgeting and standing with her legs very tightly crossed, the girl finally left. Lisa immediately turned to me, her cheeks flushed, biting her lip. 'Do you know where the loos are?' she asked breathlessly, bending forwards and crossing her legs. I pointed her in the right direction. 'Thanks, I'm bursting!' she said before hurrying off. She came back a bit later looking much more relieved!

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I had just got on the bus home the other day when I overheard a cute curvy blonde girl sat just in front of me on the other side of the aisle say to her friend 'Ooh I wish I'd gone for a wee before we left the office', squeezing her thighs together. Her friend laughed and asked her if she was going to be OK. 'Yeah I'll just have to hang on until we get into town' the blonde girl said, biting her lip. As the journey went on, she got more and more fidgety and red faced, squirming around in her seat and bouncing her legs. After about 45 minutes, by which point she could barely sit still at all, she got up out of her seat to wait at the front of the bus. She crossed her legs tightly and bent forwards, very red-faced, jiggling slightly as the bus pulled into her stop. As soon as the door opened she hurried off down the street. She usually gets off a bit later when the bus gets into the city centre, but this time she clearly couldn't hang on and was forced to go home and pee before joining her friend later on.

 

The other week, I was chatting to the receptionist (a cute curvy woman in her mid 20s) at the end of the day just before I left the office. I mentioned that I better go to the loo as I had a long bus journey home, and she laughed and said 'That reminds me, I needed the loo earlier and had to leave reception unattended because nobody was answering the phone'. I laughed and said 'That's really bad!'. She continued. 'I know, but I'd been waiting for ages, I was bursting!'. I wonder how many times this must happen to receptionists who are not allowed to leave the desk unmanned!

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It's been a bit slow for sightings recently, either there's not much desperation going on or I'm not looking hard enough! Here are a couple of recent ones:

 

A gorgeous blonde girl, early 20s, wearing a tight black skirt and black tights, was walking round the office with no shoes on because the heel had broken off one of her shoes. She was sat at her desk for a while before she went over to a woman sat just across from me. She asked her if she had a spare pair of shoes, which of course she didn't, and they started chatting. As they spoke I noticed the blonde girl was very fidgety, shifting from foot to foot, occasionally crossing her legs tightly, and she was quite red in the face. I thought it might have been embarassment about having to walk round with no shoes on, but then I heard her say 'I really need a wee but I don't want to go in without shoes on'. As she said this she crossed her legs tightly and bent forwards slightly, an embarassed smile on her face, She squirmed around for a couple more minutes before hurrying off the loos, still shoeless, obviously too desperate to wait any longer.

 

While on the bus home, we were waiting for ages at traffic lights in the city centre, next to a long queue of people waiting for one of the public buses. Near the back of the queue there was a group of university students, and straight away I noticed that one of them, an attractive mixed race girl wearing a cute dress and black tights, looked absolutely desperate for a pee. She was stood with her arms folded and her legs very tightly crossed, her feet quite far apart, really squeezing her thighs together. Every so often she would uncross them before quickly recrossing them the other way, and although she was chatting with her friend she kept looking down the road for the bus, an anxious look on her face. At one point she looked down the road, then bobbed on the spot and stamped her foot in frustration, before crossing her legs again. Unfortunately the lights changed soon afterwards so I didn't get to watch her for much longer, but I wonder if she ended up holding on for the bus ride home, or gave in and went for a pee in the public toilets in the nearby shopping centre.

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A few recent ones:

 

I was sitting waiting for an attractive, curvy woman in her 30s who I’d arranged a meeting with, when eventually she turned up a few minutes late. She looked quite flustered and rosy-cheeked, and as soon as she saw me she smiled and walked over, putting down her notepad and a large bottle of water, which was nearly empty. ‘Sorry I’m a bit late, my last meeting overran. Could you give me just two minutes?’ She said breathlessly in her lovely Welsh accent, crossing her legs tightly. I nodded and said yes of course, before she continued. ‘Thanks, I’m absolutely busting for the loo’ she said smiling, did a slight curtsey then hurried off towards the ladies loos. She came back a couple of minutes later, still rosy cheeked but looking much more relaxed. ‘Sorry about that, I’ve been stuck in back to back meetings all afternoon!’ she said smiling, before we started the meeting. If I’d been a bit braver I might have tried to delay her a bit longer, but as she is quite senior within the company I didn’t dare!

 

While waiting for a bus during evening rush hour, there were two women in front of me having a conversation, and I noticed one of them could hardly stand still. She was in her mid 30s, curvy and fairly attractive, wearing tight jeans. She would stand with one knee crossed in front of the other, occasionally shifting her weight and crossing over the other knee, and seemed to be trying to squeeze her thighs together. Every so often, she would cross her legs tightly, really squeezing her thighs together, bobbing up and down slightly, all the time looking down the road at the endless line of cars with no bus in sight. She kept us this discreet fidgeting and thigh squeezing for a good ten minutes, and there was still no sign of the bus which should had arrived 5 minutes before. Even though there was a lot of noise due to the traffic, at one point I overheard her say to the other woman that she was ‘dying for a wee’ and wished the bus would hurry up. The other woman looked concerned, and pointed towards the nearby McDonalds suggesting that she run in and use the loo, but a few seconds later the bus came into view. As the bus got close, she took one step forward, crossing her legs very tightly as she did so, holding that pose until the bus pulled up to the stop. Unfortunately it wasn’t the same bus I wanted, but I’m sure she had a very long and desperate journey through the rush hour traffic before she was able to get to a loo.

 

In one of the offices I work in, there are toilets in single cubicles with a sink, handryer etc. inside each one. On one floor there is one men’s toilet and two women’s, then on the next floor up, there are two women’s toilets and one men’s, then it alternates as you go up each floor. Even though the toilet cubicles are separate, you can sometimes still hear the person in the toilet next to you peeing if it is a particular loud stream! The other day I was walking down the corridor towards the toilets, and I was on a floor with one men’s toilet and two women’s toilets. As I walked towards them, a slim, attractive blonde woman in her 20s came hurrying down the corridor from the other end looking very frantic and red-faced. She got to one of the women’s toilets just as I got to the men’s, and she pushed against the door only to find it locked. ‘Ooh, locked’ she said quietly, flashing me an embarrassed smile and bobbing on the spot before hurrying into the one next to it which luckily for her, was open. I walked into the men’s toilet which was the next one along, and as I was locking the door I heard a very loud, long pee stream from the toilet next door. She was going for ages, and was clearly bursting as she had wasted no time at all tearing down her suit trousers and sitting on the loo!    

 

One final one, more of a ‘hearing’ than a sighting. The other day I was washing my hands in the same cubicle as the above sighting, when I heard a door slam open, the sound of hurried footsteps and a quiet ‘ohhhh God’ as the toilet door next to me opened and locked with a bang, followed almost immediately by a rustle of clothing and then a long, hissing stream of piss then went on for a while, before fading to a quiet tinkle that lasted ages as well. She was probably going for close to a minute before I heard her sigh with relief. She washed her hands quickly and left, and then I heard her talking to a guy in the corridor outside. He laughed and said something about her looking flustered, and asked her ‘Are you OK now?’ She laughed and said ‘Yes, God I needed that!’ Wish I’d seen what she looked like, would have made it so much better!

 

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Thank you so much for your interesting sightings!

 

For the bursting women who was waiting for the bus:

I have read about so many similar sightings already (unfortunately never personally witnessed something like that) - and I still wonder why people do this. She seems to be rather close to her limit and nevertheless puts herself into a very risky situation by travelling on a bus, which can get stuck in traffic or be delayed by other circumstances... I really wonder why people put themselves (deliberately!) into such situations....? I simply don´t get it... Anyway, for us it´s a big advantage! 

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Love reading all the sightings and hearings you have had. Wish I was as lucky in my workplace but very rare to get a sighting... However there is one lady who has frequently provides sightings, she has a habit of waiting as long as she can (she has admitted there is something satisfying about a long wee). She says if you ignore the urge it can often pass, but when it gets bad she does a little dance on the spot. I have known her complain to me of being desperate sometimes of a morning and yet then late in afternoon she has still not been!  My favourite moment came one evening when we had both worked late, I popped down to speak to her about an issue she'd been having that we hadn't caught up on for a few days. When I did she joked that she had just been abut to run loo on way out and did a dance, bent at knees and leaned her crotch into corner of desk! An incredible sighting, but then she proceeded to chat (and dance) for half an hour!

 

 

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30 minutes ago, alexwbj said:

Looking forward to hearing them!

Ok, here's one:

The VP, my immediate supervisor, an attractive black woman 7 years older than me, had an addiction to coffee (and she would brew it so strong that one cup would have me bouncing off the walls) and an overactive bladder, what a combination!  Every single day she was squirming, having to stop and sit down to regain control on her way to the bathroom, and once we got a new boss, it added even more stress on her condition, and there came an afternoon when it was just the two of us working.  She waited too long, and came back into the office with her khakis wet down past her knees.  She just shook her head, and laughed a little about her "long walk of shame" past the other offices and security guards.  I told her that it was all good, we all had an accident or two from time to time, and told her a story about one of mine, and we laughed about it.  She was apprehensive about leaving me alone, but I told her I'd be cool, it's not as if she could work in wet pants the rest of the day.  So, she went home and changed and came back.

About a week later, she told me she'd wet those same pants again while working alone one night, declared them "cursed", and threw them away. 

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5 hours ago, naughty_lucy420 said:

Ok, here's one:

The VP, my immediate supervisor, an attractive black woman 7 years older than me, had an addiction to coffee (and she would brew it so strong that one cup would have me bouncing off the walls) and an overactive bladder, what a combination!  Every single day she was squirming, having to stop and sit down to regain control on her way to the bathroom, and once we got a new boss, it added even more stress on her condition, and there came an afternoon when it was just the two of us working.  She waited too long, and came back into the office with her khakis wet down past her knees.  She just shook her head, and laughed a little about her "long walk of shame" past the other offices and security guards.  I told her that it was all good, we all had an accident or two from time to time, and told her a story about one of mine, and we laughed about it.  She was apprehensive about leaving me alone, but I told her I'd be cool, it's not as if she could work in wet pants the rest of the day.  So, she went home and changed and came back.

About a week later, she told me she'd wet those same pants again while working alone one night, declared them "cursed", and threw them away. 

Oh wow!!!! You seem to have had more than your fair share of brushes with wetting anecdotes! And this one is also hot to think about.

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Loving those anecdotes Lucy. Very impressive the efforts you went to in order to try and wait in work, I hope your employers appreciate you going above and beyond the call of duty like that even if unfortunately you couldn't last those last ten minutes. From the amount you drank and time you waited it sounds like you have a large bladder capacity so bet the releif when finally went was incredible.

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Recently I went on a training course with some colleagues. The day started with lots of coffee as it was an early start, followed by about an hour of presentations, followed by an icebreaker exercise. Just as we stood up for the icebreaker (we had to go around shaking hands with people, very boring) a woman in her late 20s, looking quite flustered and red faced, said to the trainer that she would be back in a sec as she really needed to go to the toilet! The trainer laughed and joked with her that she just wanted to avoid the icebreaker, but she replied that she was desperate and couldn't wait, and did a cute little jiggle before hurrying out the room, returning a couple of minutes later.

A few days ago, I was sat at my desk when I saw an attractive blonde woman in her 30s leave a meeting room and walk very quickly and tensely towards the toilets down the corridor. She was wearing very tight light coloured trousers and high heels, and after a couple of steps she rested both hands on her bladder. I used to work with her so I said Hi to her as she walked past, her hands still resting on the crotch of her trousers. It looked like she was dying to reach down and hold herself between her legs. She smiled at me and whispered 'need a pee!', sucking in air through her teeth. She hurried to the toilets, reappearing a couple of minutes later looking very relieved.

Another short sighting on the same day as above. A curvy attractive woman had been sat on back to back conference calls for about 2 hours, and was starting to fidget and squirm around in her seat. There was a large empty coffee mug on her desk and it was clear she was bursting to have a wee. When her last call finally ended, she threw down her headset and stood up, blowing air through her lips. She leaned over her desk to unplug her laptop, doing a little pee dance and jiggling. She saw me looking and said 'I'm dying for the loo but I'm late for a meeting!'. She hurried off, carrying her laptop, passing the ladies toilets but walking straight past. About half an hour later, I heard her heels clicking down the corridor, and she came back to her desk looking more flustered and red cheeked than ever. 'Thank god, I can go to the loo now!' She said laughing, putting her laptop down. She did a little bob on the spot before walking very quickly towards the loos, smoothing down her skirt as she went.

 

 

 

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A few years ago I travelled all over the uk as part of my job,a girlfriend at the time had a young sister,about 18,blonde and really cute in a sexy sort of way.One day she mentioned that she wanted to visit a friend in the midlands and was moaning about the cost of getting there,I told her I could drop her off as I was working in mid wales and could come back via the M6 motorway.We set off early the following morning and she sat in the van while I went to do the jobs in the pubs on my list,now every time I visited a pub I used the gents,when you work in pubs they always give you a drink,so I was drinking coke at each pub,I was also taking a drink out to her as it was a hot summers day.I genuinely didn't think about her needing the loo and when we pulled up in a layby at lunchtime she got out and disappeared behind the van,when she came back I noticed there was a wet patch on one of her black ankle boots,I casually asked how she'd managed to find a puddle to step in when it hadn't rained for days.She just came straight out and said she'd been bursting,just managed to get her jeans and panties down but had splashed her boot.

We carried on doing my round,me drinking in the pub and using the loo and her drinking coke in the van,we were heading towards the midlands late that day and she began to look uncomfortable,we were stuck in a traffic jam and she was very quiet,suddenly she squealed "I'm going to wee my pants very soon", there was no where she could go and she was squirming quite badly.Now as much as I would have loved to have watched her wet herself,it would have caused problems explaining the wet van seat to my boss,I remembered a pair of wellingtons in the van and told her to pee in one of them,she reached over and grabbed one,then she tore down her jeans and white panties and managed to squat over the boot in the footwell,she only just made it and there was a visible wet patch on her panties,you know how the silky ones go see through. Well we drove on slowly and about an hour later we had another problem,I needed to pee.We were on a busy road stuck in a jam and nowhere to go,I was starting to get a bit worried at this point,I couldn't pee in the welly as it would have meant kneeling up on the seat and people would have seen,we looked around for a small bottle in the van but there wasn't one.By now I was getting really worried,she bent down and removed one of her boots, "this any good?" she asked,I looked at the boot,yes I could pee in it sitting down and nobody would see anything,but it was one of her boots,it would be wet and possibly ruined, "go on use it" she said,by now it was either use her boot or piss myself I unzipped and pushed the end of my cock into the boot,it was hard as a rock and she sat staring at it,after a few seconds I started to piss and her boot was quite full,she took it from me and instead of tipping it away she slipped her foot back into it.I was hard for another reason as we headed towards the midlands with her sat beside me wearing a piss filled boot.

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3 more, these first 2 involve a cute Chinese colleague who I mentioned in an earlier post in this thread. She was slim and very attractive, in her mid 20s and would usually wear tight fitting shirts and skinny jeans for work. She was very outgoing and a bit quirky, and used to dye her hair crazy colours just for fun.

I remember one morning we were running through some tests involving multiple computer terminals. I had to read out instructions while she moved around the room moving from computer to computer. After a couple of hours I noticed her getting fidgety, and crossing her legs tightly when standing still. She had finished her big mug of coffee ages ago so was probably getting quite desperate for a wee. At one point, she had to stand at a terminal and enter a long list of data which took about 10 minutes. She started bouncing one leg, before crossing it tightly over the other and bobbing a little on the spot, squeezing her crossed legs together. 'Ooh I'm going to need to go for a wee wee soon!' she said laughing. When she had finally finished putting in the data, she turned to look at me, shifting from foot to foot. 'Can we have a break so I can go for a wee?' She said with a grin, doing a little pee dance and squeezing her thighs together to show how badly she needed to go. I couldn't really say no, especially as she did look genuinely bursting, so I said we'd break for 10 minutes and she hurried off to the loo.

Similar to the sighting above, we were doing some more testing except this time somebody else was running it. The timing was more critical for these set of tests, meaning that we couldn't just take a break whenever we felt like it. We had been going for a couple of hours and had just started a new test phase, when she told us that she wished she had gone to the toilet because she needed a pee but now had to wait. She had to hold on for another 30 minutes or so, and by this time she was jiggling around in her chair and couldn't keep still at all when she was standing up, constantly bobbing on the spot or crossing her legs. Luckily for her, we had got to a point where she had time to to run to the loo quickly. 'Ooh can I go, I'm bursting' she said, doing a cute pee dance, and the person in charge let her. She thanked them and hurried off, coming back looking very relieved, saying 'that's so much better!'.

Last one for now. A tall, attractive blonde woman visiting from the office in Sweden came out of a meeting and walked quickly towards the toilets, only to find them closed for cleaning. She sighed in frustration and went back into the room. About 10 minutes later she appeared again, looking quite red faced and flustered by now, hurrying to the toilets but they were still closed. She sighed again and crossed her legs tightly, folding her arms and watching the door anxiously. After standing like this for a few seconds, she opened it and leaned in, probably asking the cleaner how long she would have to wait. The cleaner must have told her where the other toilets are, because I heard the the blonde woman say 'thank you!'. She did a quick bob on the spot before walking off down the corridor, her heels clicking loudly as she hurried towards the relief of an open toilet!

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I used to work at a country park estate when I left college and started out as a park ranger. Being a ranger I spent most of my time out in the park grounds but I did spent some time in the office block working on projects and spent some time in staff meetings this led to a few sightings. I then changed jobs and became an educational officer which meant I spent more time in the office and going to meetings which led to many more sightings.

The first one I have to share was one of the admin staff we have at the park. I had been out in the park investigating a problem that somebody had reported and came back to the offices to ask the site manager what he wanted us to do about it. I went to his office but he wasn't in so I went over to the admin office and found one of the admins sat at her desk. I asked where the manager was and she said he had gone out to a meeting. I asked if she wanted a drink and she said she would love one and told me that she wanted to go make one but was expecting an important call. I went and made myself and her a cup of coffee and took it to her and we stood chatting for ten minutes until the phone rang and she answered it. It turned out to be the call she had been expecting so I left her to it and went to the rangers office to do some paperwork.

After about an hour I had completed the paperwork and was working on designs for a project. I needed to pee so I took my cup upstairs to the kitchen and nipped to the loo. I put the kettle on and went to ask Sandra if she wanted another drink. I went into her office and noticed she was fidgeting on her chair. I asked if she was okay and she laughed and said "That cuppa wasn't a good idea, I'm dying for a wee". I looked at the phone in her hand and she said "oh i'm on hold". I laughed and said "yeah...I can see that". She laughed and said "tell me about it, if he doesn't hurry back I'm gonna end up wetting myself". I just stood watching her wiggle and suddenly she started talking and realised she must of come off hold. 

I walked back to the kitchen and made myself a drink and when I walked back to her she was sat on the edge of her seat with her hand between her legs. When she saw me she mouthed "I NEED A WEE". As she answered questions to the guy on the phone she kept crossing her legs and making "ooooo" faces at me as if showing me how badly she had to pee. After a few minutes she started wrapping up her conversation and eventually she said goodbye. She instantly dropped the phone and jumped up saying "oh god I'm bursting". She dashed out of the room and down the corridor towards the bathroom. She came back a few minutes later smiling and said "boy that was close, I seriously thought I was going to wee myself". I couldn't help but wonder if her knickers were completely dry.

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