Desperately Pissing On The Train Tracks

Description: I was bursting, and there was no bathroom in sight—so the train tracks became my personal toilet. with the cold metal beneath me and the wind biting at my thighs, i hiked up my skirt, spread my legs, and let go. my warm, golden stream splashed onto the rails, running down into the gravel below, leaving a messy little puddle between the tracks. the sound of it, the rush of doing something so filthy out in the open, knowing anyone could see… it only made it better.