This time, it's just you and me, one on one. I talk to you and tell you how desperate I am to pee. And it is bad. I've had bottles of water and cups of tea, and even a glass of wine. Wine always makes my muscles relax, then holding it is harder. I alternate between doing a pee dance and crossing my legs to help me keep it in, but the pressure is building up and I know I'm soon going to lose it. I ask you if you would like to see me wet myself. I assume the answer is yes, and when really I can't wait any more, I release a fast torrent of pee. You see the relief on my face as I am peeing, then (because two cameras were used), you also get a view of my legs as I pee. A lot of it goes down the back of my legs, out of view of the camera, but some comes shooting between my calves. You can tell my bladder was full to bursting point and that I had to let it go.
The images below are photographs and not taken from the movie.
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