Wet Panties In Church
Believe it or not i used to go to church (NO IT WAS NOT THE RED LION INN) well sunday school really, now my parents never actually took me, too busy working on the farm (they said) so i went with a neighbour and her bratty boy. I think i was about nine or maybe ten, anyway mom would send me to sunday school in a horrible frilly sunday dress you know the kind guys (that you really secreatly want to wear) the kind that stick out if you sit down wrong everyone sees your panties (or diapers what ever) underneath i wore white cotten briefs the kind with scalloped edges on the legs and waist band. Anyway this particular day sunday school seemed to drag on for ever, and i really needed to pee (or as i said at the time need to go whizzzz) i sat there holding my self and fidgeting in my seat, as i sat there i realized i losing control of my bladder , i begun to dribble in my panties then a sudden hot spurt, suddenly the flood gates opened up and i peed my self sitting on the wooden bench, i heard pee splashing down onto the stone floor , it felt warm and sort of nice but then my panties grew cold and clammy. We went home the neighbour never said a word to me her bratty son i dont think clued in (yeah he was a bit stupid) however my mom screamed blue murder at me it seems all she was worried about was the stupid dress would she be able to clean it and get the pee smell out of it?.