A Piss At The Window

Perched on the windowsill, Mistress X is basking in the warmth of the sunshine beaming down. Suddenly, she feels the familiar call of nature creeping in. Not one to be inconvenienced by a trip to the restroom, she swiftly gathers her dress and lets out a torrent of warm liquid onto the floor below.
Satisfied with her unconventional act of relief, she lights up a cigarette while examining the expanding pool at her feet. Pleased with her display, she muses that her devoted followers will take care of the aftermath.