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Wet Stories
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Well, I confess...when I was a kid, at least till 12, I liked a lot...peeing on street! Against the walls, between parked cars, on the sidewalks. I saw nothing of badness on this, in my innocence I reasoned: dogs and cats do it regularly, why cannot I do? I did not understand the adult's adversity towards a so natural - for me - act. Street pee was also a way of infringement against an adult prohibition I was unable to understand.
When I was attending at 1st grade of middle school (11 years old) I had to walk a quarter hour to return home at the end of lessons; sometimes I did not pee all the morning, due to varied reasons (shortness of breaks, impossibility to go to bathroom during lessons, and so on). When returning home I felt pee was going out and I could no longer hold it, I ensures nobody was around, then pulled out my "pissinu"(dialectal term for "child's penis"; I had not yet reached puberty, having still the foreskin) and spreaded my yellow fluid with the greatest naturalness and confidence. Wanderful!
When I was attending at 1st grade of middle school (11 years old) I had to walk a quarter hour to return home at the end of lessons; sometimes I did not pee all the morning, due to varied reasons (shortness of breaks, impossibility to go to bathroom during lessons, and so on). When returning home I felt pee was going out and I could no longer hold it, I ensures nobody was around, then pulled out my "pissinu"(dialectal term for "child's penis"; I had not yet reached puberty, having still the foreskin) and spreaded my yellow fluid with the greatest naturalness and confidence. Wanderful!


