Joanne's mad at John.

Sara removed the pee covered ballgag from Joanne's mouth. "What the fuck John!" screamed Joanne as loud as she could. "You're sick, you're fucking sick, and deserve to go to hell! What kind of perverted weirdo enjoys peeing on people!" she continued screaming.

"Quiet down Joanne. Not so loud, someone will hear you," said John.

"Well fucking good, I'd feel bad for whatever poor girl gets paid to date you without knowing what a fucking weirdo you are!" screamed Joanne.

"Joanne, please stop, I'm begging, before someone hears, it wasn't that bad," begged John trying to get her to stop.

"Not that bad! Not that bad! You fucking peed all over me, John!" Joanne continued angrily screaming at him.

"I'm sorry okay, just stop screaming," John continued begging.

"Oh! Do you not want people to know that John Doe gets fucking sexual excitement from pissing on people? Because I think it's something everyone should be aware of!" screamed Joanne, piss still dripping from her hair, face, and body.

"It's called urolagnia, a lot of people have it, it's normal. Now please be quiet Joanne. Please I'm begging you," pleaded John, his face red as a tomato.

"You fucking know the name for it? What the hell! Do you watch videos of this online? Have you fantisized about doing this before? Do you lie in bed naked and masturbate while you think about this?" Joanne continued screaming.

"Please shut up, it's normal." said John, staring down at the ground, feeling humiliated.

"Normal? What the fuck! There is nothing normal about pissing on people!" yelled Joanne

"I'm sorry, I didn't think I'd ever get the chance to do it again, I felt I had to," said John.

"I'll get you back for this, you just wait. You're lucky I'm not planning on ruining you're entire life by telling everyone about your freaky little fetish," Joanne threatened.