In a&e by Me. Age 37.

In a&e by Me. Age 37.
OK. Here is my story. I am in a toilet. In a corridor of a&e. I went to it as I had a lot of wind in the waiting room. I was keeping it in, it was getting sore.
OK. That's that.
There are people outside in the corridor. Seats by the opposing wall. It occurred to me that I can hear everything they say. Therefore...
As soon as I sat down, my cheeks parted and a really loud noise came out. A passing of gas. I then laughed and tried to be quiet. I think I failed at this. Farts are funny.
Now I have a ton of wind to get rid of. I have been milking the wind out for 10 mins. *parp* *laugh* *parp* etc… I cannot leave without parp walking past so I need to empty.
I have heard everything they have been saying. This is very personal stuff. He is drunk, aware of my presence. She is not drunk and knowing of the fart laugher.
I wait. For what seems to be forever.
They are called in. I flee. I am free!