absolutely not safe for work

I went out with my ex gf today and it was pretty nice, we had a great time at a café. I met her for the first time when I was 10 and she was 11 (If I remember correctly), she was my neighbor and I could see her playing in her yard through the window of my brother's room. She was the "weirdo" of our neighborhood because she was always doing weird stuff, so the kids used to made fun of her, she didn't let the other kids bully her though and was very confident about everything. Nowadays I've come to understand that she's and was just an unapologetic human not ashamed of her own condition. It all began a day when my brother and I were doing our homework in his room. By this time my brother had the habit of spitting constantly, so he was sitting near to the window on his bed to spit through it. "What's she doing?" he said, "Look Nico... ugh, that's disgusting".  There was a pool on yard, it was a hot day. When I looked I saw her wearing a swimsuit, she was standing up with her legs apart pissing through the swuimsuit. As it was totally normal.  I really felt as something woke up inside me, I still remember how much I liked it and how I felt, but somehow, I can't describe it. I wanted to do the same and that's all I could think about for the next days, but I didn't dare. I just kept looking through the window hoping to see her pee (she ocasionally did!!) and debating internally if I should or should not piss my undies everytime I had to pee. I got pretty interested in her too, but I didn't wanted her to know why, so I just tried to talk to her and spent time with her on the park and we became really good friends with time. By that winter she indirectly told me about that cute pissing thing. One day after school, we went to a park near our house and she told me she knew I saw her pissing her swuimsuit that summer (my brother and her went to the same class, so I guess he told her). She seemed ashamed and asked me what I thought about that. I couln't see myself but I'm pretty sure my whole head turned red then. I said I didn't remembered that but that I didn't care about that awyway. Then she added "if you did you wouldn't be there with me now, right?". She looked at me and added "Do you like it?" I nervously said I didn't know. It was very awkward and I just wanted to leave and move to another country. Then she pulled up her tights all she could, sat on a plastic bucket where we used to save the curious things we found, and held her skirt. I was excited and scared internally because I knew what she was gonna do. I swear to God it happened. Then she inclined herlself a bit and asked me to tell her if I saw someone who could see her. And she did. I didn't know if there was o there wasn't someone because I was looking at the pee flowing. She was also.

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6 years later we started dating and had really good wet times 

I'm so glad it happened

I think I got used to it but I always have a shower and clean the room after pissing or put deodorant + change my clothes if I’m in a public place

i wont be able to hold it much more

ugh I drank so much juice