This time,
though, I got to finally be onstage with Collin. Porn sex You can do this.”
I nodded my head a little, to show I understood what he was trying to say. All too soon, it seemed to me, it was time for me to be back onstage. I couldn’t make it stop. At first, I thought I would be safe because there was so much fabric to soak
up the pee. “You’re going to be
great, you know.”
I couldn’t look him in the eyes. There wouldn’t be enough time, and I couldn’t ruin opening
night. I desperately
wanted to shove my hand into my crotch to physically restrain my pee, and I was just
about to when the stage lights came back on. The front of my dress, from waist to knees, was completely
and obviously saturated. Time to begin. I turned away from the stage, wanting to save my energy for later—my feet were
already beginning to hurt in these shoes. “Thanks,”
I whispered. I leaned back against the wall and closed my eyes, listening to the actors say their
lines; listening to the audience laugh in response. “God forbid! I could hold
it for another hour or so. It was so hot under all those stage lights. Collin looked at me out of the corner of his eye.
