Camping :)It was April 2008, it'd have been 3 months away from my 15th birthday, when me and 3 friends decided to go camping overnight, I don't want to post their real names so let's call them Rachel, Ella & Mandy. This was back when I lived in the North of Scotland, so the weather was pretty vile. It was Mandy's idea, so she chose the camping spot. She called me and told me about her idea, and after I'd agreed to it, she added "...and there's no toilet there so you should probably go beforehand." I said okay, wondering how I was going to hold it, and she told me she'd pick me up at 3 the next day. So at 3 the next day, Mandy's mum picked us up and drove us to the beach we'd be camping at and told us she'd pick us up at around 11 the next morning. I'd not gone to the bathroom since around 10 that morning, as I hadn't needed to go since. I wasn't sure how I'd survive 25 hours, but as I didn't need to go, I pushed that thought to the back of my mind. We had great fun, walking along the beach, singing, we even made a fire and roasted marshmallows. The sun set pretty early that night, so at around 7pm we retired to our tent that we'd set up in a field across the road from the beach. 2 bottles of water later, and I was starting to need to use the bathroom. I ignored it, not wanting to mention it to my friends. We messed about in the tent, talking and playing games, and Mandy's mum came and checked in on us around 11pm. We were all 14/15 so at 1am, we still weren't making any plans to settle down and go to sleep. I was definitely starting to get anxious, wondering how I'd stick it out for another 10 hours. When the rain started pounding our tent at about 1.30am, I knew I couldn't hold it any longer. I hadn't wanted to be the first to mention it, but I was very desperate, I had no choice, so trying not to bounce around to much and appear casual, I addressed the tent:
"Hey, do any of you guys have to pee?" I chuckled, trying not to look too anxious.
"Do you really have to go, Meg?" Mandy laughed, half amused, half sympathetic.
"Umm, yeah," I replied, trying not to sound too worried, but still get my point across, "I don't think I can hold it until morning."
"Well I'm okay for now, what about you two?" Mandy asked.
"I'm good," Ella smiled.
Rachel however, was looking very anxious indeed.
"I really have to pee too," she gasped.
I looked at Rachel. She was just as desperate as me, if not, more so, squirming and fidgeting. she wriggled out of her sleeping bag, to reveal her hand clamped firmly on her crotch. Underneath my sleeping bag, I was doing the exact same thing. Rachel groaned.
"I think I'm going to wet myself," she whimpered, bouncing up and down. Why did you have to choose such a ridiculous camping location, Mandy?"
"I'm pretty close to wetting myself too," I squeaked, abandoning all pretense as beads of sweat appeared on my forehead, "Is there not anywhere we can go?"
"I guess you'll just have to find somewhere to go outside," Mandy replied, looking guiltily at both of us as we squirmed.
Me and Rachel nodded, and left the tent, Rachel quickly pulling on her shoes. I didn't bother, mine took a long time to put on, so I gingerly crossed the wet grass in my socks (I had spare in my bag). The field we were in was completely flat and empty, no trees, no bushes. While I anxiously glanced around the field for somewhere to relieve myself, and checking there was no one else around, Rachel pulled down her pants, and squatted less than a meter away from me and sighed as she let out a long stream of pee from which steam rose in the chilly air. As I watched, a small spurt of pee left my bladder. I gasped and doubled over a little, a sharp pain in my bladder. Rachel finished peeing and smiled apologetically at me. As she re-entered the tent, I headed over to the far corner of the field where it was shadowy. I clumsily pulled down my pants, my socks wet and muddy, cold rain soaking me to the bone, praying no one was watching as I squirmed around half naked in the rain, my pants around my ankles. I shuffled awkwardly, trying not to fall over, and another spurt of pee shot out and ran down my legs, mingling with the rain. I whimpered a little, my legs pressed firmly together, trying to squat without losing it and getting pee all over my pants. Using all of my willpower, I did my best to hold in my pee and squatted, a couple of drops dripping out and landing on my pants. I positioned myself so that I wouldn't get my clothes wet, and groaned as I let my pee go. After I'd relieved myself, I straightened up, pulled my pants back up and walked back to the tent. Ella and Mandy managed until 7am. Looking back on it, it was a pretty exciting experience, being 14, in the middle of nowhere desperate to pee :)