So, I’ve decided leggings seem to be my favourite clothes to disgrace myself in at the moment. With
So, I’ve decided leggings seem to be my favourite clothes to disgrace myself in at the moment. With the weather starting to hint at change, although it keeps yo-yoing here in the UK, I’ve decided to get a few more walks in before the coats and umbrellas come back out in force. This one was large, although it doesn’t look it. A lot spread to the front and it happened while walking up the hill pictured, from the far end (between my legs) towards where I’m standing and I was being followed by two women. God knows what they thought. I had to slow my pace a fair amount as although it wasn’t super firm it just kept coming. It wasn’t too noisy thankfully, and it didn’t stain immediately. I hadn’t noticed the flow of the conversation change but they must have noticed. I was super desperate so couldn’t do much about it and kept touching back which would have confirmed the spectacle. It smelled pretty horrendous but I think I kept a sufficient distance to spare them that pain. It was a lovely sunset afterwards and I was walking around like this for at least an hour, avoiding some people and being seen by others at a distance. Underneath, pink briefs under knee cut tights rolled up to the underwear leg bands which helped to stop any messy leaks, but didn’t do much to hide some slight weeing. It was enjoyable for the first time in a while. I think the lovely weather helped, but I managed to get into the accident mind set, just letting go of any problems and life pressures and living, not simply existing as I’ve felt like a lot recently x -- source link
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