One of the things we've discovered about Jasmine over the years is that the way to get her past her peeing inhibitions is to get her so incredibly desperate to go that she can't resist the urge. This is an excellent case in point. Jasmine arrived early and we sat and chatted as we usually do, and while we chat she steadily chugs away at drinks. She always brings a large size iced tea and a medium size coffee; combined, these represent forty fluid ounces. She not infrequently drinks a pint bottle of water on her drive over since she spends half of her life partially dehydrated, and she knows...

One of the things we've discovered about Jasmine over the years is that the way to get her past her peeing inhibitions is to get her so incredibly desperate to go that she can't resist the urge. This is an excellent case in point. Jasmine arrived early and we sat and chatted as we usually do, and while we chat she steadily chugs away at drinks. She always brings a large size iced tea and a medium size coffee; combined, these represent forty fluid ounces. She not infrequently drinks a pint bottle of water on her drive over since she spends half of her life partially dehydrated, and she knows she has to pee a lot during the day. Jasmine is sitting up on the window ledge in her little white shorts, happily talking about all kinds of things, and then she stands up. She stops mid-sentence, grabs herself, and says, "Oh my God. I have to pee now!" She is told that is not an option, and we chain her ankle to the wood stove so that she can neither run to the bathroom, nor get into the dining area to pee herself. The camera starts recording, and hence from the outset, Jasmine is utterly frantic to pee. Her panic is clear, and she knows she absolutely cannot pee on the carpet, so she is in something of a jam. She begs and pleads for the ankle bracelet to be removed, but instead she is to stand there and wait. In her chronic desperation, she offers to pee on me if it will save the carpet. Tempting as that might be, she still has to carry on waiting for relief. The worse part for her is when she is handed keys to unlock the ankle bracelet and none of them work. We are moments away from a in the living room and my wife is saying "absolutely not." Poor Jasmine. When she gets the right key and manages to get into the dining area, she pees a waterfall.