Needed a Wee
Me and Mrs Lunatics were making our way home from a barbecue at a friends house one summers evening a few years ago. As is often the case at barbecues, a fair bit of alcohol was consumed. We were about half a mile away from home and I desperately needed a slash so I decided to relieve myself at the end of a row of terraced houses where there was a dirt track and an over grown bramble bush which I subsequently watered.

What I failed to noticed was that the end house had a side window in which sat a family eating their Sunday Dinner whilst getting a grandstand view of my knob.

Not exactly voyeurism in the usual sense unless one of them likes that sort of thing! Still, the physical relief overrode the embarrassment.

Length? About 45 seconds of blissful relief.
(Taunting Lunatics Belming at you since, Sat 13 Oct 2007, 13:19, Reply)