Okay, this story is NOT for the squeamish: it's both pretty disgusting and very embarrassing!
One day I was at a restaurant with two of my friends, both guys. (Well, one and a half guys, since one was gay
). As I sat there enjoying my breakfast I felt this "pop" inside me.......down there. Then I felt a warm gush
Almost immediately, I felt a spreading warmth which rapidly inched up my rear end. With dread I put a hand to a spot near the top
of my butt on top of my shorts. It felt wet. Gulp. I then discretely looked at my fingers. Yup. I saw blood. I had started my period early, in very dramatic fashion. Gasp!
I had to quietly ask one of my friends if he had a jacket in his car (thankfully he did), and had him go get it while I explained to my other friend what was going on. Once I had the jacket tied around my waist to hide the giant mess, I gingerly slid out of the booth, and saw a bright puddle of blood all over the seat. And yes, it was a small puddle
I made a beeline to the restroom, cleaned myself up as best I could, and slinked out of the restaurant to the car with the jacket still tied around my waist as my friends paid the bill. On the way out, I noticed a busboy cleaning up the booth as I hurried past.
It was probably the most mortifying event of my entire life!