#26960 - Over the mild drone of chatting and muzak and the constant clack of silverware on dishes and glasses clinking, Jake could barely even hear the sound of his piss as it covered the carpet between his feet and almost immediately started to cool. As Jake tries to tuck his half-staff back into his pants, Carissa tells him that she never finished her pee back at the diner, and that she still needs to go, her bladder having filled back up, and then some, since then. On other days, however, his weeing was a lot more fun.
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