Ben had no idea what he was going to do now, he couldn’t go back to the hostel, not now. He couldn’t go back on the coach either. He wasn’t even sure he’d be able to show his face in school again. All he could think was that he’d have to run away. His mind raced with the events of the last 15 minutes, and he continued to cry harder than he could remember ever crying before. He hated this, he hated himself. Why did he have to be this way? No-one else wet the bed at his age. His mum had always told him it wasn’t his fault, and that he’d grow out of it, but he knew now that that was not true. He must deserve this humiliation somehow. It was his fault, Laura was right, he was nothing but a loser, and no girl would ever like him.
Little Bed Wetting Ben Scene 49
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A Girl’s Wet Skiing Adventure Scene 24
You give her a surprised look. It’s hard to imagine mum not being grown up, so it’s unthinkable that...
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Our Beloved Tyrants Scene 2
Alexandru had, at least, managed to salvage a matchlock arquebus and a quantity of lead shot from the battlefield,...
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The Curse of Little Ollie, Scene 19
Her face went bright red. “i-I umm look at the time I need to get home! I’ll see you...
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Babysat Till Further Notice Scene 43
I was on the floor playing with the little boy when the front door opened. Seeing a man walking...
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Tricked into Bedwetting Scene 9
Maddie had opted to pretend she had no idea about Holly’s predicament, keeping her head down and ignoring her...
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Mothers Sissy Personal Assistant Scene 6
Oh, and answering the phone. “Good afternoon you’re speaking to Janice. How can I help?” I say each...
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Sissy Charboy Apprentice Scene 25
“How often do you clean the windows Charles?” Francine asked. She’s somewhat taken aback to be told that he...
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Surrogate Scene 38
She managed to live on, though, with the presence of her father, even if he remarried someone who didn’t...