I go to Happy Hour every night with my friends. I have a 90 minute commute from the city I work in to the one I live in. So usually, aferwards, I stop to use the bathroom at an office building near the train station because it is cleaner than the bar bathroom or the bathrooms on the MARC train.

But the Code Orange meant that you have to show id to get into the building. I didn't have id so I decided to pee in the alley. I had changed from my work clothes to a halter top, jeans, and high-heeled sandals. I put my purse on top of a dumpster, pulled our a kleenex and unzipped my jeans. I pulled down my jeans and thong and braced myself against the wall with my elbows. Then I let go.

The strong yellow pee arced out and splashed between my heels. I kept trying to spread my legs further to keep my shoes from getting wet. I was in this pose when two guys walked into the alley.

They saw me and started laughing. As I pulled up my pants, one guy pulled out his dick and started peeing, too. I ran out of the alley promising to never pee in an alley again.