Debbie and Jason

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Underground Disaster
By: Debbie and Jason (30 Apr 2010, Friday)

Note: This story contains Female Desperation, Accidental & Deliberate Wetting, and Masturbation. Rachel threw the last of her papers and other items into her briefcase and muttered "Thank fuck for that!" This was swiftly followed by "Ow! Shit!" as, slamming the lid shut, she trapped the fleshy part of the heel of her hand between the lid and the base. She sucked the wound ruefully; although she hadn't drawn blood, she expected that there would be a blood blister there later. God, what a day it had been; what a week, in fact. It had been all about stress, pressure, with a liberal helping of frustration thrown in for good measure; she was glad it was finally over, for the weekend, at least. But who knew what…

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The Tale of Jenny and Claire
By: Debbie and Jason (31 Aug 2009, Monday)

Note: This story contains Female Desperation, and Accidental & Deliberate Wetting, Exhibitionism, Foreplay, and Sex. God, it was hot! In fact, it was one of the hottest days I can ever remember, at least in the UK. It was so hot, you didn't want to do anything; even breathing was an effort. My friend Claire and I were sprawled on a park bench, shaded from the direct sunlight by a large tree. Neither of us had any energy at all – we'd just used up what little we had drinking cold lagers in a nearby pub! 'Oh, Christ, Jen! This heat really is just too much,' Claire wailed, 'I'm absolutely busting for a piss, but I can't be bothered to move!' She could almost have been reading my mind. My own bladder was…

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Like Mother, Like Daughter
By: Debbie and Jason (30 Jun 2009, Tuesday)

Note: This story contains Female Desperation, and Accidental & Deliberate Wetting. 'Hurry up, Lucy! It's Saturday, don't forget – if we miss the train, there won't be another for more than two hours, and I really don't want to take the car.' 'Coming!' Rebecca grinned to herself as her daughter crashed down the stairs. Although in age technically and legally an adult she may be, but Lucy could still be a noisy adolescent when she wanted to. 'Okay, then. I'm ready.' Lucy put her arms round her mother's neck and gave her a hug. 'Thanks, Mum– I've been looking forward to today for ages and ages.' Today they were going on a shopping trip to London. It was a belated treat for Lucy's 18th birthday – belated by…

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