Occasionally, maybe at a party, or in high spirits, I have been picked up by a man (normally a fairly burly one, who can take my weight) and squeezed.
I am sure this is done with fondness, and not to prove how strong and manly they are, but the result, for me, is unfortunate.
The squeeze produces an involuntary reaction and rather like one of those crying/peeing dolls, I wee in my pants. For those of you who have never done this, it is actually an incredibly humiliating experience, even though one tries to make it seem funny. But walking around with wet knickers is not at all funny.
So this is actually more than annoying, it is downright mean. Next time you are tempted to squeeze a woman, just remember this. Or at least give us enough warning so that we can locate our weak little pelvic floor muscles and get them working, or cross our legs.
You will save many of us an indignity we don't deserve.
Monday, 1 March 2010
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