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"I'm taking her to the bathrooms first." Jake admits, causing the teacher to blush profusely, realizing the now-obvious signs that Jessica was close to wetting herself.

"I... I see. Well, you may go." The teacher says in sympathy, reaching into their pocket and taking out a hall pass, handing it to Jake. "Hurry on ahead." The teacher says, letting them go.

"Thank you," Jake says, taking the hall pass from him and leading Jessica around the hall.

Once out of earshot, Jake breathes a sigh of relief. "Come on, Jessica. The bathrooms are just ahead," he encourages.

"Jake?" Jessica stammers, stopping in her tracks, pee hole quivering and threatening to release a full stream. She wasn't leaking constantly, but the spurts were getting more frequent. "I don't think I can make it..."

Looking over to Jessica, then looking ahead towards the bathroom doors, Jake looks for anything. A bucket, a closet space where she could pee, or even somewhere he could stand in front of her in the hallway. Between the lockers, restroom doors just ahead of them, and a janitor's bucket just nearby, Jake weighs their current options. There may be a chance she could make it...