No

The color in Alexa’s face drained as she stood in front of the bathroom door, clutching her crotch as she did, and put her hand on the doorknob. It was locked. Alexa felt her bladder give a push, and she knew it was too late as she stood there in front of the bathroom, wetting her pants at 22 years old on a date with her best friend.

Her pants were soaked and as she turned she saw Michelle standing there, right behind her, clearly following to make sure everything was okay. Alexa’s eyes watered. She had never done something so humiliating, so embarrassing. And worst she had to go get someone to clean up the mess. She couldn’t just leave it… so many thoughts were going through her head as she stood there.