Jamie has reached her front door, desperate to pee, but she can't get into the house! Her key is missing. She must have lost it. She searches under flower pots hoping there is a spare key somewhere, but she can't find one. Her bladder is so full, and to make things so much worse it's pouring with rain. Jamie might have sacrificed her dignity and run around the house to pee on the back lawn, except there were workmen on the tree farm next door, and they can see. She calls her husband, asking him what time he is going to get home. She is dismayed to learn that he is going to be a while. She anxiously admits: "I don't have that kind of time." She wiggles her legs, pee dancing, squeezing her thighs together, trying anything she can think of to suppress the urge to pee, but she's bursting and her muscles can't resist the pressure from her full bladder much longer. Frantically wondering what her next move might be, Jamie looks mortified as she feels herself lose the battle. A very powerful jet of pee shoots down between her legs, hitting the floor with enough force to be clearly audible over the pouring rain. Relieved but humiliated, Jamie decides that all she can do now is go sit in her car and wait.

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