He sat there sobbing. I started crossing and uncrossing my legs under my desk, clenching my thighs, tugging on my hair...anything that would transfer the pain in my baldder somewhere else.
It didn't work. After a few minutes, I couldn't hold it any more. I went to uncross my legs and felt my whole body shudder as if I was freezing cold, and I started to piddle in my chair. The inital rush was a lot, but I got it under control, and for the next ten minutes just let out little sqirts into my seat while the meeting went on and on. I'm not sure whether he could smell it, but I just acted as if nothing was happening.
And I ruined my chair (I spilled coffe on it afterwards to make it look as though that was where the stain came from).


