From that moment on, she looked for any oppertunitiy to wet herself.After I finished the can of soda and she finished her story, I was calm enough tha... my bladder indicated that I desperately had to pee. I got off the bed and told her I was ready to pee. She sat on the edge of the bed and told me to pee all over her.As she started to unbuckle my pants, I had to think as hard as I could about something boring like math, to keep my cock from hardening again. Luckily I was successful and my need. I show up to complete my duties and was met at the door by a very sexy and sassy older woman of the caucasian persuasion. She has on a low-cut and very short sun dress. From the low-cut I can see her natural juicy tits. Her nipples are very erect and busting through the thin material. I started getting wet and I have to remind myself of where I am. Anyway, she greets me as if she knew me for a very long time. My client had told her alot about me (including some very personal secrets,. Was it me and my imagination or did boys stop calling on her?One day we went shopping together in the city. She told me she just had to buya "few small items" which I understood as clothing. I went on my own towander around the stores and at some point she'd call me on my cell when shewas finished...or more likely, when she needed some extra cash.When she finally called I was more than ready and she told me she was justaround the corner and for me to meet her outside a store with a black. I wonder if this is a good time to faint, he thought. And then he felt himself fall back onto the ground, and he thought: Oh good. It is.***"Miles? Miles! Can you hear me?"He opened his eyes and the light hurt. He tried to sit up, and that hurt too. It was morning. Pain was everywhere. He groaned."Am I dead?"Jordan stood over him. "I thought so. You look like shit! What happened? And where are the rest of your clothes?"He let Jordan help him up. He found his shirt, ripped nearly in half, draped.