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"No you're not," you say with a shake of your head. "There's only like eight people there."
Your girlfriend looks at you with a pout as she continues to squirm. The line moves excruciatingly slow. After about twenty minutes there are two more people in front of her and you're sure that's she'll-
"Fuck!" you hear her whisper.
You look over and she that her legs are crossed tightly and her hands are digging into her crotch. All of that is doing nothing to stop the steady stream of pee from coming out of her. 
The woman in front of her yelps and steps away once she sees the puddle forming at your girlfriend's feet. Your girlfriend blushes furiously and removes her hands as she continues to flood her jeans. 
By the time she's done she is standing in a wide puddle and looking down at herself in disbelief.
Maybe the men's restroom would've been better...
The End