Female Desperation

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The Soccer Game
By: Chloe (30 Jun 2000, Friday)

This story contains Female Desperation and Female Wetting. Robin rocketed out of bed just as her alarm clock exploded with sound. Robin swore, checked the time and swore louder. She was late for soccer practice AGAIN and Coach Martin would not be so understanding this time. The game was to start in just 10 minutes and Robin knew that she'd be very late. Tossing on a sports bra, Robin hurried to the bathroom to comb her hair and brush her teeth. She had to pee but figured she could do that in the locker room. Besides, she just didn't have the time. Pulling her strawberry–blonde hair back in a quick ponytail, Robin glanced at the clock again. It was 5 minutes to 10, meaning she had just 5 minutes to get to the…

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Desperate Jane
By: Chloe (31 Mar 2000, Friday)

This story contains Female Desperation and Female Wetting. I had started working at a wood–based summer camp as a counselor when I was just 14. I had learned to appreciate nature, both its beauty and it's slight discomfort. The campgrounds were the typical mid–forested summer day camp; park benches and wooden tables, a shed for tools and a field area for play. High trees offered shade from the golden summer sun and soft soil padded our hiking trails. However, the lack of adequate facilities was tremendous. Filthy water covered the muddy concrete floors of the bathrooms where rusty stalls refused to shut and foul toilets refused to flush. The ancient sinks bore no water, what can I say, the toilets were…

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Amy's Hike of Discovery
By: Bunny of Delight (31 Oct 6, Tuesday)

Note: This "story" contains Female Desperation and Deliberate Wetting. It had started raining about an hour after she started hiking in the mountains. Great, thought Amy, now I am going to get soaked. Amy is 26 years old, 5'6" tall and weighs 125 pounds, with green eyes. She has brown medium length hair, which she prefers to wear in a ponytail; and a toned body. Today she was walking on her favorite day hike to a lake high in the mountains. She was dressed in long tight khaki pants, which hug her slim and trim body nicely, and a form fitting turtleneck; if any men were around they would have stopped to admire her body. While the weather forecast had called for rain she had risked it and felt that it would…

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