No. Nature began to call.

As the minutes ticked by, Kaitlyn's relaxation deepened, her muscles releasing their tension as Lily's skilled fingers worked their magic. However, despite her tranquil state, Kaitlyn began to feel a subtle but growing discomfort. The cups of coffee she'd downed earlier, combined with the refreshing glass of citrus-infused water she'd sipped on upon arrival, had finally caught up with her. A gentle pressure began to build in her bladder, a reminder that nature was calling.

At first, Kaitlyn tried to ignore the sensation, focusing on the soothing strokes of Lily's fingers and the calming atmosphere of the spa. She shifted slightly in her seat, the soft fabric of her robe rustling gently as she moved. But as the minutes ticked by, the pressure grew, becoming increasingly harder to disregard. Kaitlyn's eyes, which had been closed in rapt relaxation, fluttered open, and she darted a brief glance at Lily, hoping to convey her distress without actually speaking.

However, Lily remained oblivious, her focus solely on the intricate task of shaping Kaitlyn's nails. The manicurist, too, seemed unaware of Kaitlyn's growing discomfort, chatting quietly with Lily as they worked. Kaitlyn, not wanting to disrupt the peaceful ambiance or interrupt the treatment, hesitated to speak up, hoping that she could hold out until the facial and manicure were complete. Instead, she crossed her legs, a subtle, involuntary movement, as she struggled to maintain her composure.