Lucy realises she needs to pee

Sitting on the floor; dishevelled, barefoot, collared and embarrassed; Lucy regretted her decision to come to class at all.

She tried to pay attention, but was constantly distracted by the knowledge of what she must look like, and what everyone around her might be thinking about her. Being the only one on the floor, stuck out in the aisle and having her shoes confiscated just made everything a thousand times worse, Lucy had never felt quite so tiny before.

She couldn’t bring herself to take notes; feeling so awkward that even making a move to her bag felt like she might draw Professor Morris’ irritation all over again. It took all of her focus to avoid jumping up and just running in shame from the room, all she could think about was just making it through the lesson without humiliating herself further.

It was about 20 minutes later when Lucy realised she had a problem. She needed to pee… badly…

Apparently the wine had decided this moment was the right time to make its way through her and Lucy realised with every passing minute that she really really had to go. Glancing at Professor Morris though made her shrink back, squeezing her thighs together. She couldn’t interrupt the class again… she just couldn’t!

But that meant waiting for the end… and that was an hour away…

Resolved to hold it, Lucy sat, squirming in **** silence, for what felt like an eternity, watching as the clock lazily ticked away the minutes… 20… 30… 40... 50…

By the time class was over, Lucy felt like she might burst if she even tried to move. Her feet bounced needily up and down on their toes, her body trembling from the effort she was making in trying to keep her pee in. She’d zoned out practically everything but the clock, and it was only when she looked to Professor Morris again to retrieve her shoes that she realised the woman was already striding out the room.

“But…” Lucy gasped quietly to herself, knowing there was no point in calling out as the woman was already out the door making her body shake in even greater shame. Professor Morris had forgotten to give her shoes back, and now, on top of everything else going wrong for her already, Lucy knew she was going to have to walk back to the dorm barefoot.

Around her, her classmates started standing and chatting, pulling their things back into their bags and starting to make their way out. Lucy joined them; she really didn’t have time to waste. She knew there was a bathroom in this building and though the idea of stepping into a public bathroom without shoes revolted her; she knew she didn’t have a choice… with how **** she was there was no way she could make it to another one.

She scurried up the stairs, excusing herself quietly and desperately between groups of students. It was only when she burst back out into the foyer again that Lucy finally found Kimberley, her roommate smiling at her playfully, “There you are! Overslept huh?”

Lucy wanted to demand why Kimberley hadn’t woken her but she knew she couldn’t stop, “W-wait here… I just… I need to go to the bathroom…” the brunette hissed, hurrying away from her roommate in the direction of the toilets, her bare feet cold against the hard tile floor of the foyer.

Frantic, Lucy rounded the corner and bolted towards the bathroom door, “Please be open… please be open… please be open…”