A wet weekend

Jack and Sandy walked down the dark street. They were heading from the party they had just left to Jack’s car. Sandy was struggling to walk normally. “I wish I had peed before we left, but the line was so long.” she whispered to Jack.

‘This is your chance.’ Jack thought to himself and smiled down at his girlfriend. “Just pee here.” he whispered back.

Sandy’s eyes bugged out of her head. “I can't pee here. What if someone sees?” Sandy hissed.

Jack smiled inwardly. Sandy could never turn down a bet, maybe he could get her that way. “Tell you what. If you pee right here, right now, I will do all the house work for a week.”