I sneak back into the bathroom because once against I've waited just a little too long for relief. I rinse my hands, and the running water makes the desperate need to piss even more urgent. I bounced my way to the toilet and proceeded to pee for more than 20 seconds. I peel my liner off, but it's covered in sweat, not urine, because I'm experiencing a full body sweat. I toss the liner in the garbage, lamentong, just a little, over the money going into the trash. The money whore heart in me breaks just a little as I wipe up the sweaty crevices and turn the camera off without ever showing you the inside of the toilet.