Tilly is on the phone to her boyfriend who thoroughly enjoys knowing that she badly needs to pee, but she is willing to hold it for him. She lies on the sheepskin rug, naked, squirming, longing to pee, but she has promised to hold it as long as she can. After a while, she is compelled to stand up to wiggle and pace, struggling no hard not to lose control. She fights the urge for as long as possible and finally makes a dash for the bathroom. She sits on the toilet, legs spread apart, and lets it all go into the bowl.