I was walking in the woods with a good friend of mine, who knows I like to wet my tight jeans. One time, I happened to stop on the trail to look at something on the ground–an unusual leaf or plant–when he asked me, “Are you going in your pants now?” as if it was something I did all the time–in a public park! I had to laugh. I was standing as though I were about to wet myself–legs slightly spread, arms at my sides, looking down (guys always seem to look down at themselves while wetting–I don’t know why). Then I thought, “Hey, maybe I can wet myself!” Unfortunately, I had emptied my bladder in a toilet before setting out, so not this time.