Wet, Not A Good Way At First

I was twelve. The reason I remember was I had already started to masturbate and touch myself. Had kissed a few of my female friends saying it was practice. We’d also touched each other at sleep overs after watching a romantic movie and tried to remake the magic ourselves.
On the bus one morning I really had to pee. Every bump was a nightmare. Got to school some how with out peeing myself. Down the hall thanking my lucky stars. Just as I got to the door a girl walked into me pushing me into the wall. It was an accident and I had mine. I soaked my panties with piss. I got to a stall whipping up my skirt and ripping my drenched panties down to finish my deluge in the toilet. It was already stinking. I pulled them off and put them in the trash. Took paper towels
Wet them and rinsed the piss smell of as best as possible. I was horribly embarrassed I knew everyone knew I’d pissed myself. The mind is a dangerous thing. I got to class and enjoyed the new breeze and really liked it. Like really really liked it. Caught more than one boy looking up my skirt during class. One boy I really liked and even spread my legs a bit. He turned so red seeing I imagine his first pussy in real life at least.
I had a massive crush on one of my teachers, Mr. Johnston he was tall and had thick arms and wide shoulders. His very trim beard was so cute and made him look so distinguished. He too I spotted looking up my skirt I knew this was a no no but I liked the rule breaking and gave him an eye full. He caught me on my way out of class and asked me to stay for a moment.
“Why are you not wearing panties?”
“Mr. Johnston were you looking up my skirt?” I replied I knew it sounded ridiculous.
“You weee spreading your legs a great deal young lady.” His voice had gotten husky I swear. “Why are you not wearing panties? You know perverts will try to look at your young body.”
“Are you a Pervert Mr. Johnston?” I replied. He straightened his cute little bow tie.
“Yes, young lady I am. That’s why I know what we would do. Again why are you not wearing your panties?”
“I Pissed in them this morning it was an accident.” I was nearly In tears.
He ordered me to go get them and bring them to him.
That’s the day I decided to look into why a man would want stinky piss panties.