"Hey!" The girl sitting next to us called out to us."What's wrong with you? Let her go if she wants to"
"Ma'am, she gets all nauseous and panicky after using the filthy bus stop bathrooms. Its way better to suffer without a relief than be nauseous." I answered calmly.
She went silent but spoke again after a pause.
"Actually, I too need to use the restrooms. In fact I am bursting. . But I am not letting myself go for the same reason." She then turned to Nidhi. "Girl, he is right. Control yourself, its just a few more hours and yes call me Tanu"
Nidhi nodded to her. "How long have you been holding?" Nidhi whispered to her with a red face.
"Oh! May be yesterday or so. Definitely more than a day" She giggled "But I can always control myself" She patted her bladder which was squeezed under her too tight jeans.
I on the other hand was having a raging hard on. I could not believe my luck. I had two hotties around me who were bursting for a pee. I could not be luckier.
"Where are you going?" I asked nonchalantly.
"I have to attend a marriage"
"So do we" and upon further discussions we learnt that she was going to the same marriage as ours and was a friends with our friend - who was getting married
"When did you go to the bathroom last?" Tanu asked again.
"Yesterday at night, 9." Nidhi answered proudly.
"Are you kidding me? Just 24 hours . . .Nidhi you can go much longer than this. I went yesterday morning and I am still fine."
"You must not have drank as much as we did" Nidhi argued, albeit angrily.
"I guess 3 litres or so. What about you?"
"Same here. "
Soon the bus departed from the stop and Nidhi moaned in discomfort. Tanu tried to comfort her. No one would look at Tanu and say she was bursting or had been holding her pee for more than 36 hours. She seemed perfectly fine.
But things changed the next morning when we all got up. I had a severe ache in my bladder and of course I could not sit still. Nidhi sat with a tight grip on the sit and nails dug deep inside it. It was as if she was mentally trying to squeeze her muscles through it.
Tanu on the other hand sat upright and was biting her lips. her legs were crossed tightly and she unknowingly bobbed them up and down. We were close to our destination and as we closed in to our stop I could see both the girls getting tensed up. No sooner did the bus pull over Nidhi stood up as if she could get down an immediately go to a toilet. But alas! The people in front did not know about her condition and they were painfully slow. She was marching in her place and clenching her thighs.
Tanu tried to calm her down. It was funny how frantic Nidhi was. And Tanu still remained strong enough to not let her bladder take control.
Soon we got down from the bus. And we were surprised to find Priti there. It was her marriage we were going to. She came running to us, hugged us and was very happy to see us all together. All of us except Nidhi were chatting and conveniently ignoring the screams from our tormented bladders.
Nidhi was tearing up and she finally broke down, "Guys, can we please stop somewhere? "
"Why?" Priti asked. She was confused.
"She is bursting for a pee" Tanu confided.
"Grow up Nidhi. . I know you all can hold for days comfortably"
"I am at the end of my tether. . ."
"NAH!! Shut up and hold it. None of us are getting relief any time soon . . . "
TO BE CONTINUED. .
