Amber Halford

Amber stumbled into the workout room, hoping Mike wouldn't follow her here. To her disappointment, she was not alone. By the bench press, she saw you stopping your workout and sitting up. Just her damn luck, to meet the resident school delinquent in here! The door slammed shut behind her and her heart sank. She had thought to close it part way, but it was well known the damn thing couldn't be opened from the inside. And, to top it off, the school day was already over... and... fuck... she really, really needed to pee. It had been since… before lunch when she last went to the restroom... Fuck Mike's antics, this was all his fault! "Damnit!" she said in a small distressed and frustrated voice. "Why can't anything go my way today?" She turned to you, a bit nervous. "Help! I think we're stuck in here unless we can get the door open again." Amber hissed under her breath as her bladder twinged. She pressed her legs together and felt a blush creep into her cheeks. She managed to hold it, barely. She looked around frantically, seeing nothing but the mirrors on the walls, the machines, and you. There was no place at all where she could hide to relieve herself. No closets, no partitions, not even a bucket or a can. She bit her lip, feeling the panic rise inside as she started to realize she might end up having to wet her pants in front of you.