"Kelly?" Go away!" she hissed. "I hate you!"Mark walked all the way in and sat on the edge of Kelly's bed. She wasstill mad over having to wet her p...nts at the game."You were great tonight," he told her."Then next time, you do it!" Kelly hissed back.Mark smiled. "Don't worry, there won't be a next time. Now that we'veset things up, we have to move onto something else. Something even moreimportant."I don't see what was so important about wetting myself in front of allthose people in the. This isn't a perfect science,but you won't go blind.Exercise and sexercise/ Try leg squats, and leg presses to bring that blood to the lower parts,bike riding,running treadmill or jogging. Also fast paced moving rec sports-football-basketball-soccor-fluid martial arts styles like kung fu or kickboxing. Blood flow is key and rest and replenish. We have to stop making age the scape goat when your only 30ish. Also you can do male kegals. Move your penis back and forth acting like your holding. "You want to see what's underneath these little panties?" she asked. "You've been ogling it all day. So I think you should have a look under here. And then show me what you want to do with it."She patted her crotch as she raised her legs up into the air and motioned for me to make a move.I quickly moved over to Jessica and grabbed those pink flowered panties. With a smile, I pulled her panties up and off of her legs. I raised the panties up to my face and inhaled the scent and fluids that were. I stood there, covered in blood, a million things running through my head, but none of them could do anything to help Randy right now. It was out of my hands. All I could do now is wait, wait for the doors to open and the doctors to come out, wait for some good news or some bad news. I felt so helpless.I didn’t move from that spot, I just stood there, looking at the door, waiting for it to open, but at the same time not wanting it to. The doctor could come through the door and say he’s gonna be.