Her bladder was overflowing and the insides of her thighs were wet from the leakage, the hot fluid squeezing out with every step she took. She'd felt ...the urge even before Dan fucked her in the loft, and it was unbearable now.Rushing into the toilet stall, Joan lifted her skirt. Her piss poured out."Oh, my God," she giggled, remembering her panties were on the floor in the choir loft, and then sighed with relief as her bladder emptied. Her hand went between her wet legs and she sighed again.What. What happened after the gig last night?”“Well, it was pretty normal really. We played for about 2 hours, with tips and pay we each had about $100, and we went home. Why?”“Was Keith spending any time with anybody there, or leave with anybody there?”“Yea, he spent quite a bit of time talking with Michelle Miller, and I think he said he was going to drop her off at home. What’s going on?”“Michelle Miller? That fucking skank whore!” Holly spat out. Peggy looked shocked, and Linda told her an. This was no ordinary drugstore. This was Malibu and everything had to be fancier and plusher. Iwasn't going to sneak up and down aisles, looking for my female booty.Here they had knowledgeable clerks in every section, especially in theBeauty and Feminine Hygiene section.I would be asked my needs and they would be taken care of. No soloshopping here, not even for quivering Sissies.I took a deep breath, wishing my top covered a well stuffed bra, openedthe door, and watched as the cute ruffled. Labeaux and Dexa had to get thecorset on him and secured tightly to his body. By the time they werefinished tying off the laces, he was panting for breath. They had to puthis three inch stiletto heeled bedroom slippers on his feet as he couldnot bend in the tight garment. Finally, a rich chocolate nylon and chiffonnegligee covered his tortured figure. He was helped over to the vanitywere his make up was removed, a night time facial mask applied and hishair put up in rollers."Pleth Mith Decca,".