Ladies are super careful about peeing outdoors.

Dear Readers,
4 sightings last weekend to give me 6 for November and 162 for the year, coincidentally an even 1620 sightings overall in my 11th year of sightings.
As usual, no chance for shots of any of the sightings as my record year in picture futility continues. My last shot was on August 23, nearly 3 months and 41 sightings ago which is my longest stretch ever without snapping a shot. 6 shots from 162 sightings (a ratio of 1 shot every 27 sightings) is not bad luck, it's no luck! If a shot opportunity popped up in front of me now, would I still remember how to snap the shot?
The ladies have just been super careful about peeing this year, everybody's been guarded - the one thing that kills shot opportunities. This was the weekend of the first new club opening in the sightings area. The predicted snow didn't happen, instead it was clear and seasonal with night temps in the upper 30's. I found the new club, still under construction. The inside isn't done yet and they're hiring staff now, doesn't look like it will open until sometime in December. The crowd in the sightings area continued the trend of being bigger than usual for November, although it was deceptive. The colder weather has fewer people walking the streets throughout the night as more are inside the warm buildings, all hitting the streets during closing time - the reason I go to the sightings area later during the cold weather months.
1 pee sighting Friday night and 3 Saturday, stories:
Saturday, 1:45 a.m.- Walking by the parking lot across the street from the big Irish bar, a guy was standing by a dumpster in the alley by the building next to the parking lot. He was talking on a cell phone, why there? He had to be standing guard for somebody so I waited, sure enough about 20 seconds later a blonde stands up from the other side of the dumpster and comes around to him pulling the back of her long coat down. She was average height and slim, long blonde hair wearing blue pants under her mid-thigh length thick gray coat. The guy went back to where she was and peed over her puddle. This was a typical cold weather pee sighting. Even if I'd seen her earlier and she'd been alone, any shot wouldn't have been very good because her long coat would cover any good view of her peeing.
Saturday night started with a whining lady among a group of people passing the big active lot. She was cute, early 20's with long brown hair and slim, wearing a long (mid-calf) coat over jeans. She was complaining about how bad she had to pee, lagging behind the others as she walked in tiny steps with her arms folded and kept grabbing her aching crotch every few steps. "I'm gonna have to stop by one of these parked cars and pee!" she said, stopping by a car parked on the street. "2 more blocks, just 2 more blocks and we're at the bar!" one of the guys in the group said. She just stood by the car, he ran back and grabbed her hand and pulled her along. The group quickly crossed the street to the busy block and disappeared among the people there.
Then came the night's sightings:
Sunday, 1:52 a.m.- In the big active lot I noticed a guy and lady standing by the 2 dumpsters in the alley behind the lot where the lady peed last weekend. They weren't leaving so I watched from outside the lot, about 20 seconds later a slim blonde stands up from between the dumpsters and pulls up her white pants under a short coat, the other 2 help her to their car in the lot as she was apparently pretty drunk.
1:55 a.m.- I turn from there to see a couple walking down the alley behind the parking garage across the street, I cross to there as she goes up between 2 cars parked behind a loft building across the alley from the parking garage. The guy stood guard in the gap between cars, I saw her behind him looking around and stopping when she saw me outside the alley. I walked past the parking garage out of their view, coming back after a few seconds to see she had squatted down between the cars. After about 20 seconds she stood up and pulled up her jeans, the couple walked out of the alley past me. They were mid 20's, she had long blonde hair and was very average looking, wearing a navy peacoat and jeans with bowed legs. I found her average sized puddle in front of one of the parked cars, between a group of fallen leaves. She was careful to pee between them instead of on them, women are so considerate!
2:00 a.m.- Walking by the lot across the street from the Irish bar where last night's pee sighting was, 2 couples had entered the alley and were standing by the same dumpster. One of the ladies went up beside the dumpster and building, slowly unbuckling the belt of her black pants. She was petite with long brown hair and wearing a short brown leather jacket, late 20's-early 30's and pretty. One of the guys went further down the alley to pee while this lady stood by the dumpster with the front of her pants open for about a minute, finally pushing them down and squatting to a sitting position. I could see all of her except her bare butt, which was behind the dumpster out of my view. She peed for about 25 seconds, the other guy and lady there standing guard in front of her. Finally she stood up and very deliberately pulled up her pants, slowly buckling up the belt. The group walked off, I found her surprisingly small puddle - actually, wet spot as there wasn't even a stream running from it.
Sad news: Some of you readers who have been getting my stories since the mid '90's may remember I wrote about a lady called "whisper lady". She was a street lady in her (probably) mid to late 30's, petite with long brown hair who always wore sunglasses and panhandled people for money. She was called "whisper lady" because she always whispered when she spoke to people, I saw her downtown one afternoon go into an alley and pee and I was right there for the shot but she only peed a few drops and pulled up quickly to rob me of what would have been a certain shot if she peed even 5 more seconds. Since then I'd been paying more attention to her when I saw her, some readers suggesting I offer her a big tip to pee and let me take her picture. I haven't seen whisper lady for the last several years and had wondered what became of her. Last week I read an article about downtown in a weekly paper and they mentioned her. Apparently she collapsed one day nearly 2 years ago and was taken to a hospital emergency room, ended up being sent to a nursing home to recover as she had no family and died there. It saddened me because I'd seen her on the street for years and it's really horrible to see someone's life end that way - all alone, with nobody caring about them. I never saw whisper lady at night, but she was one of many street people I've encountered over the years doing my sightings work. I could write a book about the things I've encountered on the streets during my sightings outings over the years, as much peeing as I've seen that's been such a tiny part of what I've encountered on all those nights. Among the most memorable encounters was a talk I had one night working an Oktoberfest years ago with a homeless man, who approached me and offered me some of the food he was eating. He told me the in's and out's of street life and how he ended up homeless, some things he said still stick in my mind today. He was in his 40's and struck me as a smart guy, he always read a newspaper every day to keep up with what was going on. I haven't seen him now for a few years, he could be either dead or hopefully has gotten himself off the streets.
My best experiences have been the women who have flirted with me. The best of those was a pretty blonde who pulled up beside me in her car one summer night as I was walking past the RTD building about 7 years ago. She asked me for directions to a major street nearby that would take her west of the city to where she lived, leaning her head out the window and staring at me smiling and giggling as I gave her directions. She said she had come from a company party and was a little drunk and now didn't know where she was. "You seem to really know the area well," she said. "I'm too drunk to be driving anyway, why don't you drive me home?" My mouth dropped. "My car's parked down here, how would I get back?" I said. "I'll drive you back in the morning!" she said smiling at me. She tilted her head slightly and winked at me, I just stood there staring at her in disbelief. "C'mon!" she said, sliding over to the passenger seat and slapping her hand on the driver's seat. She was early 30ish and wearing a black spaghetti-strap evening dress, really seemed to be taken with me. I just felt I shouldn't do it as much as I wanted to and it was the hardest thing I've ever said no to. She seemed sad, saying "You're gonna make me drive home drunk?" and reached out and squeezed my hand before thanking me and driving off. It took me about 2 weeks to believe that really did happen!
Just about a month ago 2 ladies in their 30's were standing near the corner of the busy block as I was passing them. "Damn, I really wanna get laid tonight and I'm pissed that I haven't met anyone!" the prettiest of the 2 said loud enough for me to hear. They both looked over at me, the horny lady staring at me waiting for me to say something. I don't blush easily but I probably did as I walked past them, that's about as bold as a hint can be! She was there for the taking if I wanted her, I had promised myself years ago not to get distracted by things like that and keep sightings my main priority for being there - which sometimes is very hard to do!
Yeah, these are the kinds of things that happen sometimes that gives me the energy to go out for sightings most weekends. I usually don't talk about them, but they make even 1 pee sighting seem worthwhile!

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