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The Governor of Vere Desper was walking back home after the meeting with “very illustrious guests” when the urge to urinate hit him.Enjoyable talk made him forget how many drinks he took. He knew that he was not far from home so this was not to be worried. However, what was bothering his mind was the feud of two families which he had never been able to clear and the way to his home through Leaker alley was to pass one of the houses of those families, the manor of the Cappertons.
The cold autumnal wind starts to blows at him, and his urge to urinate got stronger. He knew
he was not far from home, but started to wonder how long he could hold on. He had tried to make an awareness about public urination himself and even helped the police to stop this unclean behaviour. Still, the wall looked very tempting for him. He now convinced himself that his home was near and he was not going to lose it.
Then he could see lights from a car behind him.
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“Why don’t you stop jerking, Bertie? Just stay still.” Bruno tickled Albert, who winced and squirmed.
“Bruno, stop that, you know Bertie needs to piss?” said the driver.
The car carried three people. Ben was driving Bruno and Albert back home after pub crawling. Bruno enjoyed talking to girls he met while Albert enjoyed the drinks.
“You should have gone before we left. I didn’t drink any alcohol but I still had a piss once at the second pub.”
“Uncle Ben, stop moralizing. We don’t need any lecture.” Bruno retorted, still tickling Albert.
“Yeah, we need to piss like a racehorse.” Albert said, with both hands upon his crotch.
“No, I don’t. It’s you, Bertie.”
“Really, you didn’t go at the last pub, I know.” Albert started to tickle Bruno who, unconsciously, immediately held his crotch. Then, Albert held his crotch tightly again.
“I’m going to piss myself, dude. Stop.” Bruno revealed his urgency.
“Can we pull over now? I really need to go.” Albert desperately held it in.
“Just turn left we’ll be home, OK?” Ben said, but then saw a little wet patch on Albert’s crotch, “Hold it! For Christ’s sake! This is not my car. It’s Robbie!”
“That’s why I was looking for those empty bottles. He always has them in his cars. We’ve peed here more than once.” Albert held his crotch tighter. The wetness seems to expand.
“Or you dumped it, Uncle Ben?” Bruno asked, knowing very well about Ben’s fussiness.
“Well…I just thought Robbie forgot to dump water bottles he drank in his car, so I …”
“Oh, shut up, Uncle Ben.” Albert seemed to pee right there in the car, “Just pull over or I’ll piss in this damned car!”
“But you should not. It’s the place of ….” Ben looked anxious.
“I don’t fucking care. I have to piss. Pull over now!” Ben had no choice; he didn’t want Robbie to smell urine in the car he drove to his university tomorrow. Ben pulled over near the rose bed next to the wall of the huge and beautiful manor. He knew clearly it was the Cappertons’. He hoped no one would notice.
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Peter just had some night tea with his young his master and mistress, Julian and Rosaline Capperton. They treated him as equals, and asked him thoroughly about everything. Peter was a good adviser for them. They both had love affair. While Rosaline didn’t reveal much about her lovers or the boys who wooed her, Julian was heartbroken after a gay man he really loved turned out to become a newly- wed husband of a woman. They talked for a long time before they went to bed. Abraham had drank a lot of tea and started to feel the need. He walked to the servant’s bedrooms to use the shared toilet, and then he received a text from another master.
“Forgot the key.Open the gate. Really need a wee.”
Oh, Tyler has arrived. Tyler Capperton, a young cousin of Mrs. Capperton, had went out drinking at the new pub, The Blue Garter, and just arrived. Peter forgot totally that Tyler had gone out. He pressed the button, and went straight to the gate to meet his master.
The car drove in and parked; out of it came the owner. Tyler Capperton is a huge roguish muscular man of thirties. He went straight to the bathroom downstairs, just saying very shortly to Peter.
“Thanks, Pete. And some warm milk for me. I’m afraid I couldn’t sleep.”
Peter knew very well about this fact. Tyler may seem roguish and yet recently he needed some warm milk for him before going to bed like a boy with a bad dream. It seemed that recently he was stressed out and unable to sleep. Peter went straight to the kitchen, passing the toilet where Tyler had a long loud pee and sighed in great relief. Peter was going to lose it, but he would not. He would warm the milk first, and some cookies must be in the plate before he could urinate.
With technology, the milk is warmed in the microwave oven, while the cookie was now on the little plate. He carried them in front of his rouge-looking master, who was grabbing his forehead.
“I’ll bring you some pills, master.” Peter went out once more to bring two tablets and a glass of water.
“Thanks, Peter. Just go to bed.”
Peter went straight now to the shared toilet but it is locked.
“Who’s there?”
“It’s me.” That’s Greg’s voice.
“Are you all right?”
“The curry. Don’t eat it.”
Greg might take a long time. Peter thought there was only way for his relief. He had a key of the back gate. The masters wouldn’t know as they were all asleep. Tyler didn’t care much about this for sure.
He took the key and opened the back gate. He didn’t want to make the beautiful English garden dirty with his urine. So urinating outside was better.
Wait a minute! Whose car was that? The car was pulling over near the rose bed. A guy came out. He knew it was Albert. A man from the Monti.
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When Albert stepped out of the car, he started to pee furiously at the rose bed but then was stopped by Peter.
“Stop that, you rogue! Get away from my master’s place.”
“Nobody could stop midstream.” Albert peed forcefully and, with his hatred for the Cappertons, aimed his pee at Peter’s foot.
“You dirty swine! You think only you could do that?” Peter started to unzip, and released his pee upon Albert’s leg.
“You think you could make it alone, could you?” Bruno came out and started to pee strongly at one of Peter’s legs.
Tyler heard the noise and came out. Ben saw Tyler. Tyler could kill his two silly servants very easily, so he came out of the car too, with a gun in his hand.
Everything was seen by a governor who still held his pee and tried to find the way to end this night brawl.