Go away, Cassie," I begged. My bladder was gradually becoming painful."How come you have an erection? Can you pee like that? Here, let me hold it for ...ou." No ... And no," I said brushing her hand away."No what?" Cass, go away," I ordered firmly."Fine. I'm gonna take a shower," she grumped.When the shower started I sighed with relief. That amazingly satisfying feeling hit; peeing with a full bladder. My mind emptied along with the bladder. Flushing the toilet I turned my attention to the. You can keep your talk!” She stood up from the sofa and even after admonishing me, I couldn’t take my eyes off her perfectly sculpted thighs, her slim waist and her pert bum stretching the denim skirt. As she moved to storm past me I grabbed her wrist and held her still. “Kelly sit down,” I almost shouted pulling her back on the chair. She was obviously shocked but only for a few seconds and then floored me by the string of obscenities that followed. “You fucking bully! Ok, you want to have. “Wow! What’s this in aid of?”“Solidarity!”“Solidarity?”“Yeah! Your average Male Chauvinist Pig in the street, and by that I mean yourself, my darling, probably thinks that Vee is deliberately demeaning herself by wearing provocative clothing in order to cater to the perverted sexist fantasies of her boyfriend?”I admitted that such a thought might possibly have crossed my mind. (She knew me far too well for any fib to have been believed.)“So, in Women’s Lib solidarity with Vee, I’m about to show. At that time, I lived in a suburb off of New York City. My normal friends wouldve been shocked to know what I did when I wasnt with them. Because they were so straight-laced and would not possibly understand, I was sneaking off to BDSM clubs and parties in the city on my own, getting to know people and searching for my One. I hadnt found anybody yet, but it was fun to learn about the BDSM community, what fetishes were out there and whatnot. I saw caning displays and whippings and people in.