- Before the break we will call a roll! - as usual, stretching the words, the teacher announced - a woman of the age, took a sheet with groups and slowly began to read the names of the students. The movement began in the audience - those students who wanted to go out, huddled at the door, waiting for their last name. The rest remained seated. Among them was Lilia, who did not pay any attention to all of this, because for the last half hour she was excited about telling her best friend Masha, who was sitting to her left (by the way, the girlfriend, who was on the right, was also called Masha - Lily loved to sit between them and make different wishes). Only for a moment I interrupted my story when the teacher reached her on the list. She had nowhere to hurry.

What could not be said about other girls who were looking forward to a break to run off on "small" matters. Some girl sitting right behind Lily, having heard about roll call, sighed constrictedly:

- God, if not in time! - and she was one of the first to run closer to the door, so that after the cry "Here!" Immediately exit.

A friend sitting to the right of Lilia (and at the same time closer to the exit) also decided to take a break and go to the toilet to ease her bladder slightly - he was already a bit heavy and nauseous. She got up and, bending down to a sitting friend, quietly (so as not to be embarrassed by what young people could hear her) asked:

- Lil, let's go to the toilet?

“No, I don’t want to,” Lily said in reply.

“Well, Liiiiil,” the girl whimpered, offended by such a betrayal of her friend. She even tapped her heel slightly, partly reinforcing her perseverance, and partly with impatience.

- Oh, Masha, yes go already! And I myself want to because of you.

The girl, saddened, turned away. One did not want to go alone, but it was necessary to unload the lower abdomen - God forbid he would pee in the middle of a pair! She already had a similar vile experience that ended in soaked panties and pantyhose. Her indecisive trampling on the spot was interrupted by a friend who flew up to her, who was sitting several rows further:

- Mashul, are you in the toilet?

“Yes,” she answered, delighted at the company.

Rummaging a bit in her purse, Masha took out a package of paper napkins, and the girls headed for the door, instantly lost in the stream of students. Taking advantage of the increased noise, the girl quietly said something to Masha, to which she, trying to speak in such a way as not to overhear others, and at the same time heard a friend, replied:

- Yes, throw them away simply, why should one go in the wet? ...

As soon as the girls moved away, Lilia whispered to her neighbor:

- Damn, well, that's why she said about the toilet? Now I also wanted to!

The girl crossed her legs. Belt tight, one size smaller than you need, jeans pressed into her stomach. And if earlier the girl did not feel discomfort, now she felt that she was cramped in jeans. However, not enough to rush headlong into the toilet, like some other girls, so, leaning back in her chair, she resumed the story.

They started knocking, approaching their desk, heels, and pleased Masha sat down in her place. In her palm rustled pretty leaky packaging of napkins. Lily was even a little offended by her because Masha had just relieved herself, and Lily (by her fault, by the way!) Wants to write. And she will not have time to go, because the teacher has also returned with her friend. I had to girl, swapping the crossed legs, to divert their attention from all the increasing gravity in the lower abdomen with something else.

The longer the second half of the pair stretched, the more palpable Lily wanted to piss.Fortunately, under the desk it was not visible how the girl shook her knees, reducing and spreading them, alternately threw the left leg on the right, then the right on the left, as she pushes the palm between the hips, which not only helps to endure, but pleasantly warms the thigh, and This heat acts soothingly. However, what the desk could not hide was the impatient thud of heels. This clatter was like an acoustic embodiment of girl's thoughts, in which she ran off to the ladies' toilet (the length of the corridor and the stairs to the second floor she, of course, overcame in her dreams for a split second), broke into the booth, whirlwind, on some socks, unfolded back to the toilet, pulled off her jeans with panties and finally ... Lily with an effort of will forced herself to return from a pleasant dream of a toilet into reality - there wasn’t enough yet, imagining herself writing, and really let a jet into her panties.

Lily turned her head. Masha, sitting on the right, looked cheerful and carefree. “I had to go with her,” flashed through her head, “and would also not worry about anything now ...”. Masha left to write down the lecture with ease. Neither her face, nor legs, showed any concern, but ...

“She hasn't been in the toilet for a long time,” Lily reasoned. - For the whole day when I never went. So, I wrote the last time at home. Oh yeah, she needs to leave the last pair. Moreover, it will have to go to the track.

Delighted at her conclusion, she asked in a whisper:

- We go to the toilet after a couple?

- Sorry, Lil, I'm really in a hurry. I immediately need to run after the pair.

- You won't even go to the toilet? - surprised disappointed Lily. She had already imagined how she would go along with her friend, and how they would write at the same time, how, because of the thin partition separating them, the familiar quiet whistling of a friend's stream would be heard

“I would love to,” her friend confessed, “but I’m already very keen on that.” But today I definitely need to come to work early, we have a reduction. In short, I will try to endure, I go there.

Lily nodded. She was a little offended, and now understood the feelings of Masha, who had heard her refusal. Maybe ask another Masha to go with her? However, it is not necessary, it will refuse from harm. We'll have to stand alone, like a fool, in a queue at the booth ...

“By the way, you didn’t seem to want to,” the girlfriend remarked.

- It's all because of Masha! - Lily soared. “I just stuck my toilet with me and suddenly I wanted to write with terrible force!”

- Right so much? - surprised friend.

“Very,” answered Lily plaintively.

“Poor thing,” her friend regretted, stretching out her hand to her stomach and lightly stroking a hard bulge.

Lily, pretending to sob, lowered her head to her friend's shoulder and sank all over. Between the legs thrown over each other, she stuck her palm and pressed it to her pussy. A friend hugged Lilia by the waist and wrapped her legs around Lily with her tights-covered legs. From the recognition of a friend that she also wants to write now, it became easier. The girls sat hugging each other, and both suffered and, unwittingly, dreamed of the same thing - right now find themselves sitting on the toilet and writing, writing, writing ...

***

- For today the lecture is over. Do not forget that next week I begin to take coursework ...

Lily stopped listening to the words "the lecture is over." A month is set aside for the delivery of the coursework, and the girl’s bladder was set aside a maximum of an hour before the explosion. Lilia felt it with her stomach (which was even harder and rounded), her legs (they became like wadded and with difficulty, trembling, carried the girl's heavier body) and with her whole body, alternately covered with cold sweat, now with goose bumps. The situation of the 45 minutes ago was exactly the opposite - now only Lily, frantically stuffing a notebook in her purse and quickly waving goodbye to her friends, flew to the exit, while all the other students were going slowly and laughing carelessly - they could afford to laugh in contrast to Lily ,without fear of inadvertently letting a couple of jets in panties.

On the same floor where the lecture was held, there was a male toilet, while the female was located directly above it, one floor above. Lilia quickly ran up the stairs, bypassing the company of three girls - one rose in front, ...