The Mother pee in front of their daughters

As the mother's eyes lingered on her daughters, she felt a sudden, intense pressure in her bladder. She tried to shift her weight, hoping to alleviate the discomfort, but it only seemed to worsen. Ms. Thompson's gaze met hers, and the mother felt a strange sense of calm wash over her. It was as if Ms. Thompson's soothing presence had somehow numbed her inhibitions.

The mother's legs began to tremble, and she felt her knees buckle slightly. She grasped the railing to steady herself, but her hands felt weak and uncoordinated. Emily and Sarah looked up from their phones, concern etched on their faces.

"Mom, are you okay?"

As the mother's legs continued to tremble, she felt a warm sensation spreading through her body, and her bladder seemed to reach a critical point. She tried to take a step forward, but her knees buckled, and she felt herself sinking to the floor. Ms. Thompson's soothing voice seemed to envelop her, and she felt a strange sense of calm wash over her.

"Mom, what's wrong?" Emily asked, concern etched on her face as she jumped up from the couch.

The mother tried to respond, but her voice caught in her throat. She felt a wave of embarrassment wash over her as she realized she was about to lose control of her bladder.

The mother's face turned bright red as she felt her bladder release, a warm sensation spreading through her body. She closed her eyes, trying to will herself to stop, but it was too late. Emily and Sarah both gasped, their eyes wide with shock and embarrassment. Ms. Thompson, however, remained calm and collected, her expression never changing.

"It's okay, ma'am," she said, her voice still low and soothing. "It happens to the best of us."

The mother's eyes filled with tears as she felt a sense of relief wash over her.