Lived with a girlfriend for a while in a small NYC apartment. We both worked very professional jobs. One evening, half an hour after I came home from work, I'm standing in the kitchen when my girlfriend comes in the front door. She rushes up to me, kisses me on the cheek and then desperately announces she has to pee really BADLY. I block her path out of the kitchen and teasingly say something like, "Aw, don't leave me all alone in the kitchen. You just got here. I'd miss you too much if you went in the bathroom."
She tries to squeeze past me almost crying, "I've gotta go, I've gotta go..."
I say, "If you really loved me, you'd stay right here and pee on the floor just so you wouldn't have to leave me."
She doesn't say anything. She looks like she's thinking. She stops trying to get past me. After like ten seconds her face breaks out into this contorted smile and she says, "See, I do love you..."
I look down. Her grey wool pants are wet all the way down to her shoes. There's pee puddling up on the floor. She's pissing right there in front of me while fully clothed. Wildest thing I've ever seen a girl do. I often think I should have married her. You shouldn't let girls like that get away.
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