The Clickety Clack of High Heels

Lauren spun around.

"AHHH!", screamed Lauren.

"AHHH!", returned the short brunette, "Goodness, you scared me!"

"Oh, I'm sorry, ma'am, I was just a little scared too I guess...but not as scared as you."

"Huh?! What are you getting at?!", the woman asked, trying to get eye-contact, she relunctantly followed Lauren's gaze to her own crotch.

"OH MY GOD! Look what YOU'VE done YOU LITTLE BEAST!"

"What I'VE done to YOU?"

"You...you made me wet myself!"

"You didn't even feel it!?"

"I...I have bladder issues, I have a feminine pad...but it SHOULD BE ENOUGH!"

Rivulets of piss ran down the incensed woman's legs.

"Give me some of that!", she sneered as she nastly snatched thick handfulls of Lauren's toilet tissue cover, ripping a large portion of the middle wrappings, showing off her baby Buddha belly, and nearly half her chest!

Her legs buckled, knock-kneed, as though her bladder needed all the support it could get.

The woman indignantly wiped her supple silk stocking covered legs, blushing furiously while looking up.

"This was my best go ever! 10 months! Almost 10 months! I made a New Year's Resolution! Look what you've done, all my hard work, down the drain!"

Lauren looked at her own state of undress and reciprocated the animosity, and crossed her arms over her ass exposed chest.

"You selfish bitch! Give me your jacket, or I'll really make you let loose!"