Not good. Jack finally appears.

As Abby reached the bottom of the steps, a figure emerged from the shadows. Jack was grinning, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Gotcha!" he exclaimed, holding up his phone. "I've got to say, this is one for the books."

Abby's face burned with embarrassment as Jack approached her. She tried to cover herself, but her hands were shaking. Her bladder protested loudly, and she shifted her weight, trying to find relief.

"Please, Jack, let me back in," she begged, her voice barely above a whisper. "I really need to use the bathroom."

Jack's gaze roamed over her body, his eyes lingering on her exposed skin. "Oh, this is priceless. You're standing there, completely naked, and you're worried about peeing?" He shook his head, laughing. "You're going to have to hold it for a bit longer, Abby."

Abby's legs pressed together, trying to stem the growing pressure. She felt a trickle of warmth between her legs and knew she was running out of time. "Jack, please," she pleaded, her voice cracking.

Just then, Jack gestured to the shed. "But don't worry, I've got something special prepared for you. Check it out."