The second lady, more adventurous, chooses a different stall, her heart pounding in her chest. She too lifts her skirt, but she goes a step further, pushing her panties aside to expose her smooth, shaven mound. She leans back, her head resting against the cool tile, and allows her stream to flow freely, a small moan escaping her lips as the warmth spreads through her. The sound of their urine hitting the water echoes in the room, a testament to their shared, taboo pleasure.