He's coughing on cue. My husband knows he's not allowed on camera, but that doesn't stop him from trying to play a role in my clips. Today's roll was to cough from the hallway to let me know he was listening. I mean, I don't blame him. My pissing is fantastic, long, soft, melodic streams of piss from my toilet bowl to your ears. It's okay that he gets a little jealous, but that's all the more reason that I need a weekend house. He's been getting more bold with his background noises, I'm worried that he's going to "accidentally" walk in while I'm peeing and make me have to scrap an entire clip. I need a space of solitude.
