Dixie wanders into her kitchen in a shirt with no pants, her normal comfortable at home attire. It's lunch time and she decides to make herself a sandwich. She sets out the bread and a plate, gets the mustard, turkey, lettuce and fixings from the fridge and gets to work. It occurs to her while she's making her sandwich that she really has to pee but she doesn't want to go all the way upstairs so she just nonchalantly opens her legs and pees a giant puddle right on the kitchen floor. She doesn't even acknowledge that there is a pee puddle on the floor after she's finished, she just walks throug...

Dixie wanders into her kitchen in a shirt with no pants, her normal comfortable at home attire. It's lunch time and she decides to make herself a sandwich. She sets out the bread and a plate, gets the mustard, turkey, lettuce and fixings from the fridge and gets to work. It occurs to her while she's making her sandwich that she really has to pee but she doesn't want to go all the way upstairs so she just nonchalantly opens her legs and pees a giant puddle right on the kitchen floor. She doesn't even acknowledge that there is a pee puddle on the floor after she's finished, she just walks through it while finishing her sandwich and then she sits down to eat, leaving it for someone else to clean up.