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August 23rd 1992

Was out on the town with Clare last night, drinking and flirting with these two guys we somehow ran into. At one point when we needed to pee, we suggested that they let us pee in their beer glasses, and they agreed! They basically ended up holding their pint glasses under the table between our legs whilst we peed in them. Then we watched them drink our piss! Fucking dirty bastards, lol.

Clare went home alone and I ended up bringing both guys back to my place, where we had wild three way sex. Sometimes I love a good threesome. But before that - as soon as we arrived back at my flat and in need of a piss - I suggested that we all three of us just piss on my kitchen floor just for fun. Which we did, pretty much flooding the place. We then just left it there.

I had to clean it up this morning, but it was fun at the time.

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August 31st 2015

Mike gave me the English translation version of some German fetish magazine this morning, which included a section where pics were posted of readers' own wives or girlfriends pissing. All pics published received a cash payment to the person who sent them in. But the top pic netted the equivalent of about £800 which is very good money. I noticed that there were a number of pics of girls peeing outdoors, or in sinks or baths, or glasses or bowls. A few featured them pissing on bathroom or kitchen floors. But the previous month's top prize went to what was undoubtedly the naughtiest one, featuring a naked girl squatting upon and pissing on a glass table.

This kind of gave me some ideas. I know this street working girl called Sally who makes a lot less money than me but who sometimes pees on paying customers, regarding it as easy money. So she is no stranger to being paid for pissing. Which is why I basically approached her at her place. I showed her the mag and said we could easily get the top prize ourselves just by pissing somewhere really outrageous. I took my state of the art camera with me, which could be preset to take pictures at fairly rapid one or two second intervals, and self develop them within minutes.

Sally was up for it but wasn't sure we'd win top prize. I pointed out that if we peed somewhere outrageous enough we definitely would. That's when I suggested her living room carpet! She laughed at the suggestion but was definitely not up for it - at first. But money can be very persuasive. She could see that we'd almost certainly net top prize if we did that, and when I suggested that she could keep the larger share - £500, leaving me with just £300 - she was persuaded.

So we both ended up naked, standing with our legs apart and hands on hips in the middle of her living room, laughing as we both peed all over the carpet. It was fun, and we pretty much made two rather large puddles, the camera which I'd carefully positioned clicking away throughout. She joked with me afterwards about how she'd need to get the febreeze out soon, to stop the place stinking of piss. Wasn't my carpet so I just found that funny. Dirty bitch, haha.

We looked through the photos afterwards and selected what was obviously the best one. It featured us both obviously having fun as we laughed, with a good shot of our golden torrents cascading down, with large puddles already on the carpet clearly visible. I posted it off on the way home. I would think we've got the top prize in the bag for that, but I suppose we might have to wait two or three weeks to hear.

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September 13th 1992

I was at this party last night with a few of my wilder acquaintances. Some people were openly having sex in full view of everyone, whilst others were snorting coke or speed.

I had some rather more clandestine fun of my own. When no one was looking, I sneaked into one of the bedrooms and got up on the bed and peed on it, haha. I fucking pissed loads as well and soaked the sheets and the mattress too for sure. Someone must have had a shock when they went to bed last night! I was gone by then of course, lol.

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Sepember 20th 1992

Yes! We got the top prize - about £800 - for that pic of Sally and me pissing on her living room carpet. I paid the cheque into my account and withdrew £500 to give to Sally, then told her the good news and invited her around. I gave her the cash and we had a few celebratory drinks.

And we both peed on my kitchen floor for fun, too, lol. Sally joked about it being partial payback for her letting me piss on her carpet.

Sally just left before I started writing this. Now I need to go and mop up our piss, lol

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October 3rd 1992.

Was a weird one yesterday. A young American woman in her 20s called Sandie - obviously well off - came into the club early in the evening. She'd been pointed in my direction. Apparently, her fantasy was just to let guys piss all over the place in her home like it was their right, with her telling them where to do it. She wondered if I could facilitate that. She'd lay on free crates of beer.

Well, I know a few guys who'd happily do that just for fun and was sure I could quickly get several guys together. But I didn't want to miss out on such fun, either. So I told her I could sort it probably within the hour, and would only charge what for me was the nominal sum of £100. But I wanted to be there too, perhaps get to hold the guys' dicks, maybe pee somewhere really naughty myself. She agreed, and I got on the phone. Not everyone I tried to call was in - tough luck on them - but I quickly got four guys together, one mid-20s, one late 20s, the other two in their early 30s - and told them to meet me in the club. Within 30 minutes they were there and eager for fun.

Pretty soon we all arrived at Sandie's place, a nice house, very well furnished and carpeted. She told the guys to get naked as she fetched the first crate of beer. They all began drinking, as did I. I mean, who am I to turn down free beer? At the guys' prompting, both Sandie and I took our clothes off too. The beers flowed and bladders filled, and the fun started.

One guy said he needed to piss, so Sandie simply pointed to the plush carpet in front of the armchair in which she was sitting and grinningly told him to pee there. I immediately offered to hold his dick, and was soon aiming it all around as he sprayed her carpet. She was masturbating as this guy peed on her carpet right in front of her, the fucking dirty bitch, lol. When the next guy wanted to pee, she had him do it all over the coffee table!

And so it went on, with guys drinking and on her instruction, pissing against walls and on tables, all over floors and carpets, furniture and beds. At one point, I was holding this guy's dick as he sprayed his piss all over Sandie. She wanted to be pissed on! She opened her mouth and told him to piss in it. I aimed his dick to make him do so. And she was drinking it, the dirty bitch! Maybe this Sandie is more of a piss freak than I am, lol.

I got to pee too, of course. The first time I squatted in the middle of the living room and peed all over the carpet. Next time I went I was squatting upon a bed in one of the spare bedrooms, pissing loads. And the guys all put their hands underneath me so that I was pissing all over their hands. One time - I was pretty drunk by then - I actually peed in some guy's face as he gave me oral sex. And he kept using his tongue on me even as my piss splashed all over it. The orgasm I experienced was fucking excellent!

Sandie peed too - on her own bedroom carpet, on the kitchen floor, and upon the dining room table. She let one guy fuck her on the bed I'd pissed on in the end.

Was a fun night.

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October 16th 1992

I don't suppose there can be that many people around into having their carpets peed on and things like that. But word seems to be getting around amongst enthusiasts and fellow piss freaks because these kind of perverts never seem to have much problem finding me! Mind you, I shouldn't really call them perverts because if they are, so am I! After all, I love being a dirty bitch and just pissing on people's carpets and furniture and stuff myself. Not to mention all over my own fucking kitchen floor quite a lot lately! And men - even sometimes other women - pay me to do all this shit as well, lol.

Had an interesting one last night - a lesbian businesswoman in her 50s who loved the idea of some young naked girl pissing on her living room carpet right in front of her! And that was all she wanted! An easy £200 for me. She also plied me with free drinks before we headed off to her place, just to make sure that I was very full bladdered and in need of a long wee. Wanted her money's worth, I suppose.

Anyway, I ended up stripping erotically in front of her after she put some low volume soft music on in the background, whilst she sat upon the sofa, legs apart and no knickers on, openly masturbating. Once naked, I squatted down in the middle of the room in full view of her and started pissing right there on her expensive almost white, creamy coloured carpet. My yellow piss stain was really going to show, lol. And as I peed, she was rubbing herself ever more frantically, loudly moaning with pleasure at the sight of me pissing on her carpet. Even a piss freak like me was amazed at how much this turned her on. She actually managed to bring herself to orgasm even before I'd finished pissing!

And when I was done and stood up, I surveyed the mess I'd made - a fucking enormous yellow-tinged puddle right there on that expensive carpet.

And it seemed she wasn't quite done either. Because moments later whilst leaning back in her sofa, her hips thrust forwards and legs apart, she was playing with herself again as she herself started pissing. I looked on fascinated - and a little turned on - as she masturbated frantically again, her piss splashing through her fingers to spray the carpet in front of the sofa. She peed for ages too, making quite a mess - and apparently achieved another orgasm near the end.

I don't think I've ever seen anyone turned on quite so much just by pissing, lol. Two orgasms in 5 minutes? How the fuck did she do that! Never even knew that was possible.

Anyway, I left there £200 richer just for pissing on someone's carpet. Very easy - and fun - money.

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November 1st 1992.

Just found out that the nightclub is under new ownership, which opened all sorts of concerns at first. It is often where people hear of me and what I am into, and approach me. But all is well. The new owners happen to be two guys in their 30s - Frank and Steve - one of whom, Frank, is a good mate of Mike and whom I've met before. They told me that they were aware of the things I do based in the club and were happy for that arrangement to continue - for a modest cut, unless I was up for something else. Apparently, they were into making amateur porn and were interested in making a film with me. And they'd take no cut at all for the rest of the year if I agreed to film one with them.

Well, I knew Frank already and knew he was cool - he had actually paid to watch me pee on the floor in the backroom before. So I agreed. They took me to this gym they also owned after it closed for the night, where Frank ended up filming with a camcorder as I had sex with Steve on the hardwood floor. They got their money's worth. As well as fucking and a blow jobs, with Steve also going down on me, at one point he spent quite a while licking my ass! And it felt good too, lol.

Anyway, afterwards they got me to stand astride Steve and piss on him right there in the middle of the gym. There was a huge puddle on the floor afterwards, which the cheeky bastards got me to clean up myself! Still, on the whole it was pretty good fun.

Afterwards, we went back to Frank's place where - though I knew him - I'd never been before. He had a girlfriend there called Gina, who just a few years older than me, a petite but sexy raven-haired girl with a punky style. She seemed pretty cool about his sexual liasons with other people. They have a kind of open relationship type thing going on. Anyway, we had a few drinks and then Frank put on this porn vid for a laugh - and the joke was on me! Because it was one of the ones I'd performed in myself, featuring pissing all over the carpets and furniture in this house somewhere! They all laughed at my stunned embarrassment - first time I'd felt embarrassed for years. Didn't last long, though. They all told me that they loved this vid, and put on others that featured a variety of stuff, including people pissing on each other and a girl pissing on the carpet in a hotel room. It was making me feel quite horny.

Later when I needed a pee, Gina suggested that we both go and do it on the kitchen floor! I thought, wow, are these fuckers really into this shit too? Things are looking good. Anyway, we both laughingly crouched down in the kitchen, pissing all over the tiled floor in front of the guys, as Frank filmed us.

Was an event-filled evening, but potential for more fun to come. And apparently they have contacts who can put more business my way - mostly golden showers and pissing stuff.

So today proved to be a very good day.

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November 9th 1992

Earned another £600 last night. Basically, I was hired by these the rich guys in their fifties. They each had a much younger woman in their 30s with them. No idea whether they were their wives or girlfriends, or just their fucking secretaries for all I knew. They'd been given my number by Frank, who knew one of the guys.

The venue was a large gaff with an indoor swimming pool and everything, and it was beside that where the "fun" took place. They'd all been smoking pot and were giggling and laughing at the littlest things. It was in this state that one of the guys had mentioned how funny it would be if they all just paid someone to let them piss on them, or so I gathered. And I ended up being hired.

So I took all my clothes off and sat a couple of feet from the pool as these two guys got their dicks out and started pissing on me, which they and the ladies seemed to find hilarious, especially when they pissed in my face. Afterwards, the ladies themselves stood astride me, one after the other, and lifted their skirts and pulled their knickers aside. When they started pissing on me everyone thought this was even funnier.

Well, they had their amusement, I got covered in piss but quickly showered it off, and left with £600 in my pocket.

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November 28th 1992

I guess word is passing around in certain circles about my specialities. And not just pissing, but I am starting to get approached by pervy guys wanting to pay me to piss all over their stuff.

Early yesterday evening some pervy guy in his 40s hired me, and paid me £250. And all I had to do was go home with him, take all my clothes off, and stand in the middle of his living room, pissing all over his plush carpet, lol. A very enjoyable piss it was too. Fucking ruined his carpet. And whilst I stood there slowly swaying my hips to spray as much of the carpet as possible - guys seem to like that - he was sat on his sofa with his dick out, basically just jerking off. And he shot his load even before I finished pissing.

He dropped me back to the club afterwards, and I eventually got a lift home from another customer, who'd bought me enough drinks to make me badly need a piss. This time - I charged less because of the lift home - I got paid £100 just for getting up onto the backseat of his car, squatting upon it, and pissing on it in front of him.

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December 7th 1992

Was contacted yesterday by my call girl friend Fiona, who was offered big money for a special porn shoot of some kind. Well, she didn't want to do it on camera so put the offer my way. £1500 just to take a shit on a table! I thought to myself, "Who the fuck wants to see that?" But I guess some people will pay good money for almost anything. And no actual sex or anything, so it was easy money.

Anyway, I agreed, and Fiona ended up accompanying me to the venue - some cheap house somewhere with a large glass table in the dining room. I pretty much just had to get naked, get up on that table, and just take a shit there. Felt rather weird, squatting on some glass table and taking a dump, whilst some pervy dude lay underneath filming it with a camcorder, lol. But that's all I had to do for £1500.

As soon as the camera stopped rolling, Fiona who been watching in the background laughed at the notion that some weirdos somewhere will be getting off on watching that vid, which thought was kind of funny.

We decided to have a fun night out together afterwards, drinking and smoking a bit of weed. I ended up after a couple of drinks and spliffs - and during reminiscences about our pissing adventures on holiday together in Cyprus - suggesting that we spend the evening pissing all over the place. So we just pissed on the carpet under the table in this pub we were drinking at. At another pub, we peed in the beerglasses and then poured it all over the table before leaving which - under the influence of weed - seemed stupidly funny at the time.

We got more daring later on, offering to let some guys who were interested watch us piss against the wall in a darker area of a nightclub, as long as they stood around us to shield us from view as we did it. And they appreciated the show, as was obvious by their cheering, lol.

Other times we peed on floors and carpets pretty much, but got away with it. No one really caught us. We do after all have quite a lot of experience when it comes to getting away with this shit, lol.

Fiona ended up crashing out back at my place - but immediately before crashing, at my suggestion, we both squatted and pissed all over my kitchen floor!

Interesting day and a fun night.

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December 14th 1992

I picked up this guy in a nightclub last night.....or should I say I let him pick me up cos I went back to his place with him.

We got talking and eventually steered the question around to sex. I have become pretty good at steering the conversation towards kinky sexual interests in such a way that the guy ends up bringing it up. I need only give away as much or as little as I want.

In truth of course, most guys aren't actually into pissing and things like that, but occasionally - just when I am in the mood for some pissing fun - I can strike gold dust. I did with this guy last night. Because he was clearly interested, I gave him a doctored account of myself. Never told him that in reality I did most of this shit for money. Instead I simplified things by claiming to have had a past boyfriend who liked me to strip naked and piss all over his living room carpet, or against the wall, and stuff like that. Well, I've had guys pay me to do stuff like that a few times, and I've probably done it for free before just for fun as well. I just don't do regular boyfriends. But my simplification was just easier. The guy I hooked up with last night admitted that it was turning him on to hear about it, though.

So I went back to his place with him, badly needing a piss and flirtatiously inviting him to watch. And I brought up the subject of being asked to piss on the carpet and against the wall before. And just as I'd hoped, he asked me to do it for him - to strip naked in front of him and then stand there pissing against his living room wall. So I did, lol. And I peed loads, spraying my piss all over the wallpaper and watching it flow down the wall onto the carpet. Made a big fucking mess, haha.

We had sex afterwards, then stayed up for a bit drinking some more. Before crashing, at his invitation I squatted beside his bed and peed right there on his bedroom carpet as he watched. Made a massive puddle. And I enjoyed doing it. It's always good fun to piss on some guy's carpet right in front of him.

Didn't take his number, though, so we may never meet again.

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December 20th 1992

Had sex with my friend Clare's boyfriend Mike again today when Clare was away visiting relatives. Before that we got naked and I stood with my legs apart and peed all over their kitchen floor for his viewing pleasure. Then I agreed to hold his dick as he peed all over the floor tiles. Then we just left it there to have sex. Mike cleaned it up afterwards.

I wonder what Clare would think if she knew about this stuff, including me pissing all over her kitchen floor as well as fucking Mike? Still, I suppose what she doesn't know can't hurt her.

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December 25th 1992

Christmas Day today, which I spent with my straight-laced family. I dread to think how they'd react if they knew the kind of shit I got up to and was into, lol.

Last night I was out having a Christmas Eve drink with Clare, who knows much more about my antics than my family, but still doesn't know half the stuff I get up to. And after a few too many drinks, I finally let a small cat out of the bag, telling her about the guy I went back with for a one night stand the other week, who wanted me to stand and piss against his living room wall.

Clare looked both somewhat aghast and amused at the same time. Her exact words were, "Oh my fucking god! What a dirty bastard! Why'd he want you to do that?"

I said something about people being into all sorts and you never can tell, then I laughingly added that I actually did it! And added that later I peed on his bedroom carpet too!

"Fucking hell, you actually did that!? Why?"

I laughed, saying, "Well, I was pretty drunk at the time." As if that explains everything, lol.

And then I said - downplaying how much being such a dirty bitch floats my boat - something like, "Cos I was drunk, the idea seemed kind of funny. And it wasn't my wall or carpet so why should I give a fuck? Besides, we were already naked by now in his living room, and the toilet was all the way upstairs. Just doing it there against the wall was just easier, so if he wanted me to do it, why not? Like I said, it wasn't my place so who cares!"

Clare, who ought to know me better by now, was still surprised. She laughed, "Oh my god, Donna! I can't believe you did that!"

Then I added, "Actually, it was kind of fun too."

She chuckled, "I can't imagine going with a guy who'd want me to do something like that."

And I had to smile inwardly to myself, as I remembered so recently peeing all over her own kitchen floor at the behest of her very own boyfriend! Lol

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December 28th 1992

Got paid £400 last night by the nightclub owners, Frank and Steve, for some special fun in the middle of the dance floor after closing time when everyone else was gone. Frank's girlfriend Gina was there, and some young blonde about my age who was high on coke, whom Steve had bought along. And basically, after filming me pissing right there on the floor, they each laughingly took turns holding a camcorder as they filmed each other peeing on me. The women seemed to think it was very funny to just stand there pissing on another woman, namely me.

But so what. It was only piss which would easily wash off, and I was going to be £400 richer. If they wanted to pay good money to have a laugh at my expense by pissing all over me, I got the last laugh as I walked out the door with their money in my pocket, leaving them with a floor full of piss to mop up. Because I just knew that Frank and Steve weren't going to do it, lol.

And I pissed all over that floor too!

So mop my piss up, bitches! Haha.

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January 1st 1993

Wild New Year's Eve at the pub last night. I was out with Clare. Place was packed, and getting served was a nightmare. We took to buying several drinks at once to make the effort worthwhile. Or persuaded whichever guys happened to be chatting us up at the time to buy them for us.

The queue for the ladies' toilets was of course ridiculous. Some girls were going into the gents' instead. Clare and I did that once, but all the urinals were in use, cubicles too, with a couple of guys waiting. Two were already pissing in the sinks. So Clare and I ended up just squatting and pissing on the floor in there.

Trouble is, our seats were taken when we got back out and it took us ages before we found others, eventually at lasttaking advantage of a couple getting up to leave early, and jumping straight in.

Neither of us fancied the hassle of bustling through crowds even to get to the gents', and thus risk losing our seats again. Nor did we fancy going outside to piss, for similar reasons. Even though quite a few girls were doing that. So in the end, I suggested that we just piss on the carpet under the table whenever we needed to go. Clare was a little reluctant, but she was also pissed up so soon went along. And it was quite a laugh, just pulling our knickers aside as we sat forwards in our seat, and pissing on the carpet under the table whenever we needed to go.

For once, though, I wasn't actually the dirtiest bitch in the joint. Because Clare and I spotted some guy holding his beer glass between his grinning girlfriend's legs under the table. And she was pissing in it! We then watched him drink it right in front of her! Clare joked about how maybe we should get a couple of dirty bastards to let us piss in their glasses. I held up my glass and jokingly said something like, "Nah, why bother with glasses? Let's just cut out the middle man and make them kneel under the table, so we can just piss in their mouths." Quite drunk now, we laughed at this. Sadly, though, nothing like that actually happened. Clare would probably have been too grossed out to piss in some random guy's mouth for real.

I wouldn't have been though, lol.

Anyway, by the time we'd seen in the New Year, we both must have pissed on that pub carpet under the table at least half a dozen times each. On one of those occasions we let these two guys watch us doing it. I guess that was their cheap thrill of the evening, lol. By the time we got up to leave, the carpet was fucking saturated! But anyone who ever gets to read this diary will know me by now. Because I really couldn't give a fuck! It's not my fucking carpet so why should I care? Lol.

Clare was spending the night at mine, and we'd decided to walk. We needed to pee en route, and came across this telephone box. Clare grinned at me and said that she'd have to go in there to pee. I saw her squatting in there and doing a long piss all over it's floor. Then I went in after her and pulled my trousers and knickers down to my knees and sort of semi-squatted with my ass pointed backwards. Then I started pissing, spraying the glass window as well as the floor. Clare seemed to find this funny so I decided to add to her amusement. Reaching up to grab the telephone receiver, I held it down between my legs, pissing all over it. Clare was in hysterics of drunken laughter at this so I just carried on pissing on it.

Afterwards, I placed the thoroughly pissed on telephone receiver back on it's hook, and joked, "I hope the next person to use that enjoys their phone call."

We both thought that was funny as fuck as we carried on on our way.

Clare has gone home now this morning and I feel hungover. And I have to spend this afternoon with my straight-laced family. They'd be shocked if they knew a fraction of the shit I get up to! Still, I will at least get to have my traditional secret piss in my mother's bathroom sink, without any of them knowing I've done it! After all, a girl's got to have something to look forward to, lol.

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January 12th 1993

I still get people paying for my watersports services at the club. Last night was actually another weird one. Some rich guy in his 40s offered me £3000 just to piss in his wife's mouth! She could only have been about 30. But she was well up for it as well!

So I took the cash, led them out to the cellar where all the barrels are stored and had her lay on her back on the floor. I then took my jeans and knickers off and squatted over her face. She opened her mouth. And I started pissing in it! A part of me wondered how I got to this moment in life - squatting over some woman's face and pissing in her mouth, watching her drink down large gulps. Because she was loving it, I could tell. She couldn't get enough. And her husband was enjoying it too, with his dick out and playing with himself.

Afterwards, he got me to hold his dick for him as he peed in his wife's eager mouth. Skanky bitch was loving that too, lol.

After that, the dirty bitch just squatted right there still wearing her designer trousers, laughing as she pissed through them into the already large puddle on the floor.

It was over in just a few minutes, but that couple left me with the easiest £3000 I'd earned in a while.

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January 18th 1993

I guess I have a bit of a reputation in some quarters as the kind of girl who'd piss anywhere for cash. Last night some young guy no older than me approached me with an offer. Basically, £40 to watch me piss on his bedroom carpet, lol. Well, compared to the £3k I got last week, £40 is chicken feed. But the guy also bought me a few drinks and supplied me with some good weed, as well as paying for taxis. And he was a good-looking guy too. I realised I'd actually quite enjoy pissing on this young hunk's carpet as he watched. And after all, it wasn't my carpet so why should I give a fuck?

So back at his place, I ended up naked and standing with legs slightly apart in the middle of his bedroom, doing a long hissy and splashy piss all over the fucking carpet. It was actually a bit of a turn on doing it in front of this guy.

When I finished he asked if I wanted to watch him pee. Well do bears crap in the woods? This guy was gorgeous! Of course I wanted to see his dick and watch him piss! So he took it out - the guy was very well hung - and pissed all over the carpet himself as I watched.

Afterwards, I gave him a free blow job just because it was something I really felt like doing at the time. I really wanted his huge dick in my mouth.

And he sure appreciated the effort, lol.

I don't know why some guys want me to piss all over their carpets and other shit. I mean, I can appreciate that the sheer naughtiness of it is what turns them on. It often turns me on doing it. But what about the clean up? Cleaning up after me must be so much hard fucking work and hassle - unless they just leave it there stinking ever more strongly of my piss with every passing day. But how would they explain that to visitors? "Oh it must have been the dog!" Yeah right!

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January 23rd 1993

Got paid another £2000 for a lesbian watersports video yesterday. Mike picked me and the other girl up and took us to this flat. Catherine was there doing the filming as usual.

Basically we kissed and fondled whilst undressing, getting naked. The other girl - Cindy - lay on the carpeted living room floor as I got down, licking her nipples whilst my fingers played with her clitoris. And generally we did this kind of dyke stuff for a while. Personally, I am more into guys, but hey, I was being paid £2k for this, so what the hell. At one point I had to go down on her which was interesting. Never really done that to a girl before. But I'll try anything once, especially for good money, lol.

Anyway, when it got to the point where I was going to piss, I stood astride her and started doing it, pissing all over her right there in the middle of the living room, swaying my hips from side to side and pissing all over the carpet too.

After that, I was on all fours at one point with Cindy licking my ass. That did feel kind of nice. Then she stood over my rear end, pissing all over my ass cheeks. Her hot piss splashing against my buttocks felt very nice too. And her piss ended up soaking the carpet as well.

I wondered whose flat it was. Always wondered how Mike finds his venues but I don't normally ask questions. This time I couldn't resist though. Turns out the flat is rented by some skanky bitch on benefits who was paid for the use of her home. Seems she is willing to put up with pissy carpets for the £300 Mike paid her. No idea where he finds these people, lol.

At one point during a break in the filming, Catherine had herself pulled down her jeans and squatted in the corner, pissing on the carpet like it was the most natural thing in the world. Since she doesn't have to do things like that for the camera, she could have gone upstairs to the toilet but didn't bother. Was it laziness? Or did she just figure that the carpet was being pissed on anyway so it didn't matter? She was so nonchalant about it. And she's done things like that before on other shoots. She seems so matter of fact about it but I kind of suspect she gets a kick out of it really, which is why she does it. Perhaps the idea of just pissing on someone else's carpet gives her a kind of "fuck you, bitch" kick. Like maybe she does it just because she can, and enjoys that fact. Perhaps I should ask her sometime, lol.

Well, I am £2000 richer now. Had to have some dyke sex for it, and piss all over another girl, as well as get my own ass pissed on. But it was worth it for £2k.

I must be making a name for myself in some circles. I seem to be offered a lot more money for doing this kind of stuff now than I did when I started about 2 or 3 years ago. I still rent a cheap flat, though, for appearances sake. After all, I have to be careful to make sure the taxman doesn't get his hands on it. Besides, how I earn it all might be technically illegal. I could get done for producing obscene material or something. Still, in a few years I might have so much stashed that I can set up some legit business or enterprise of some kind. I'll probably still piss for money, though, cos I like doing things like that, lol.

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February 1st 1993

Another weird one last night. Some guy paid me £200 to go back to his place and shit on his dining room table whilst he watched.

Fucking weirdo! Lol.

I was pretty full bladdered, though, so I ended up pissing gallons there too. It was all flowing off the edge of the table onto his carpet, but he didn't seem bothered. Thing is, pissing there too wasn't really part of the deal but I did it anyway. I thought, so fucking what! If I want to piss on some dirty bastard's table I fucking will!

Afterwards, I wiped myself, got myself fully dressed and walked out with his £200 in my pocket. And I just left all the mess there for him to deal with.

He seemed happy enough about it, though, lol

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February 13th 1993

Got paid £5000 yesterday for starring in a pissing video for some rich guy's private collection. Got paid so much because it was risky. He wanted me to pee in some very public places whilst totally nude. It's the sort of thing that might have made it into the national tabloids if I'd been caught.

Well, Mike drove myself and Catherine and her camcorder to this town some way away. When we were nearly there I undressed completely, sitting totally nude in the back seat. Catherine looked round at me and grinned. Then we drove around looking for places with plenty of people around but no children. Could have brought a whole pile of shit down upon us if I was filmed doing anything like this in front of children.

Our first selected spot was a busy square with loads of members of the public milling and walking around, with a small lane leading off of it. We drove to a halt just inside that lane as - nervous with anticipation and the risk of being caught, all three of us got out of the car and rushed into that busy square, me totally naked. Catherine was filming whilst Mike did his best to keep lookout. I'd had a few beers coming here to kill off whatever inhibitions I might have had about doing this.

People reacted in predictable ways. Most looked shocked, some with their jaws literally agape. A few rushed on their way pretending I wasn't there. Some were smirking or laughing with their friends, pointing at me. Then I just came to a stop and parted my bare legs slightly, with my hands on my naked hips. And I started pissing right there whilst totally nude and in full public view, my piss splashing loudly down onto the concrete tiles. A group of young women in their 20s laughed as I peed. Other men and women actually shouted their disapproval, one woman calling me "a fucking dirty bitch", all caught on camera. I just laughed at her and carried on pissing. There was a massive puddle on the ground by the time I'd finished.

As soon as the camera stopped rolling, we raced back to the car. It is only February and it was very cold to be outside for too long with nothing on. When we got into the car we drove off, all of us laughing at what I'd just done. Then another can was cracked open as I drank some more lager, topping my bladder up as we drove around for a while looking for my next place to pee.

And so it went on for the rest of the day. Next place I peed was on a pavement beside a very busy road, totally naked, this time squatting as I peed for variation and waving at the passing cars. Some were honking their horns. I also pissed in a public park, and outside a shopping centre. My last naked public piss was on the grass lawn outside some university buildings, the shocked faces of students pressed against the glass windows, watching, and laughing at me from only feet away as I peed.

Just as I finished pissing, we spotted some university security staff rushing towards us. So we legged it to our nearby car with these guys in hot pursuit, and hastily drove off in the nick of time.

As we vacated the area, we heard more than one police siren not too far in the distance. I did wonder if they were looking for us - someone from the university might have called them and grassed me up for "lewd behaviour" or some shit like that - but we got away from the town and made it home without incident. And I had quickly gotten myself dressed again.

One other "incident" worthy of mention. On the way back, Catherine needed a piss but Mike refused to stop the car. He wanted to put as much distance between us and that town as he could, as quickly as possible. And since he is anyway into girls peeing in naughty places - he and I have peed on Clare's kitchen floor together more times than I can count - he used this as a pretext for a very naughty suggestion. He told Catherine to just piss on the floor in front of the passenger seat. Her initial response was predictable enough - "I'm not doing that. That's just gross." Mike laughed at that, though, and reminded her of our last shoot when she'd just nonchalantly peed on the carpet in spite of a toilet being available upstairs.

Well, cutting to the chase, she did it. She undid her seatbelt, pulled down her jeans and panties, and scooted towards the front edge of her seat. Then with a loud hissing and splashing sound, Catherine was peeing on the carpeted floor of the car in front of her seat. I noticed she had a slight smirk whilst she was doing it. She was enjoying it, I could tell.

Well, It is now the day after and I am at home and £5000 richer. But what we did yesterday was unbelievably risky. And we nearly got caught. I'll need double that £5k before even considering something so brazenly risky in future.

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February 24th 1993

I was at this wild party last night hosted by some rich guy's cocaine-snorting daughter in this luxury flat. There were all sorts of crazy people there - a couple of shady local gangster types and their molls, giving it large. Some biker dudes and their girls, in all the leathers and shit. A couple of pothead hippy types toking on joints, a number of girls in the sex trade - unbeknownst to me until I got there, my call girl friend Fiona was there - and a whole load of other girls and guys of various degrees of craziness or shadyness. And mixed in with them all was the host's privately educated hooray henry types - guys and girls - yet they were pretty wild too. The host of the party was called Jemima, by the way - a posh name if ever I heard one.

Coke, weed, and booze was everywhere and things were getting real wild, with stripping, nudity, open sex on the living room sofa, and everyone getting more and more shitfaced.

Later, one guy was so wasted that he'd laid down and crashed out - shitfaced drunk - on the spacious tiled bathroom floor. We couldn't wake him up or get much response beyond the odd grunt or two. We all seemed to find it really funny. Then one girl - and surprisingly it wasn't actually me - suggested that it would be really funny, since he wouldn't wake up, if we all just pissed on him. And the idea seemed really funny to all of us, and seemed like a good laugh at the time.

The other guys didn't do it, they just laughed as they watched us girls. But we all spent the rest of the night just pissing all over this twat laying on the bathroom floor. Must have been at least a dozen girls at that party and all of us pissed on him at least once. Many of us did it several times. Think I peed on him at least three times. He and all the clothes he was wearing were soaked in piss, and so was his hair. His face was covered in piss too. Because yes, we found it really funny to piss on his face as well, yet still he didn't wake up, just turned his head a little. He must have been totally wasted, lol. The floor he was laying on was flooded with piss too by the time I left, and he was still laying there in it, covered in it, and snoring away.

I wonder what he thought when he finally woke up, drenched with piss on a piss-soaked floor, haha.

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March 22nd 1993

Been a quiet few weeks insofar as peeing goes. I've actually been using the toilet like a good girl should, lol. Until yesterday, that is, haha.

Because yesterday this guy who'd heard about my services offered me £500 and as much speed as I wanted to snort and as much beer as I wanted to drink whilst spending the day with him at his place, both naked.

Regular sex was part of the deal, which was fine cos speed always makes me horny. But we also had fun pissing all over the place in his house. He started by getting me to hold his dick as he sprayed his living room wall. Then I squatted in the middle of the room and pissed right there on his carpet,

And we pretty much carried on in that vein all day, pissing all over his furniture and carpets, on his bed, against his walls, on his kitchen floor.

I even pissed in his fucking fridge, which he just laughed about, haha.

We pissed all over the place. Was a fun day.

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March 25th 1993

I had such fun in Cyprus a couple of years back that I have booked another two week holiday there. This time with Clare, rather than Fiona, with me paying. I've made loads of money and I suppose it's the least I can do, what with me fucking her boyfriend without her knowing, and me and him doing shit like pissing on her kitchen floor together. If only she knew, lol. The holiday is not until August, and without Fiona and her contacts, and with Clare instead who knows little about my pissing for cash lifestyle, the tone of the holiday will be very different, probably. But I will have fun trying to corrupt her as much as possible.

Anyway, at the very thought of it I decided to entertain myself by squatting and peeing on my kitchen floor. I rubbed myself to orgasm as I peed, getting off on my hot piss splashing through my fingers. There was quite a puddle there by the time I was done.

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April 3rd 1993

Had the weirdest one yet, yesterday. A wealthy woman in her 40s wanted to hire my services for herself and her two daughters in their early 20s. I thought, hang on a fucking minute. Firstly, I don't really do lesbian sex as a rule. And certainly not if it involves anything incestuous. But it turned out to be nothing like that. Basically, there was no sex wanted or anything. They all just wanted to piss on me just for a laugh. On the floor. At my place. When I got offered 5k and she agreed to my insistence om 6k, it was a deal. We'd do it in my kitchen, where the floor does get peed on from time to time these days anyway.

Well, for a modest payment, the club let me leave early and we went back to my place in her car in which her daughters had been waiting. Once there - having counted the wad of cash I'd been given which took a little time - I stripped naked whilst the woman and her daughters stepped out of their jeans and panties. Then I lay on my back upon my kitchen floor as the woman stood astride me, and started pissing all over me. Her piss felt hot as it splashed against my tits and stomach. Her daughters were laughing as she peed, one of them saying something like, "I can't believe you're doing that, mum!" Mum herself just laughed at this. Then, each in turn, her two daughters stood astride me, one after the other, themselves also pissing all over me.

By the time they were done I was laying on a floor covered in yellow-hued piss. They immediately got dressed, nonchalantly said cheers, and exited the place laughing, having found the whole thing amusing. They really did just do it for a laugh, leaving me there with my floor covered in piss.

Within less than 15 minutes of their arrival, they were gone, and I was 6k richer. So I really didn't mind.

Following their departure, I immediately took a shower before mopping the floor. Then grinned at the big wad of cash as I stashed it away.

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April 16th 1993

Steve and Frank, the nightclub owners, made one of their appearances last night, asking me to accompany them out into a backroom. There they basically offered me £50 each to let them piss on my ass. Well, that's a lot less than I'd charge most people for letting them pee on me, but they do let me use the services of their club and allow me to work there as a barmaid for cover.

So I ended up stripped out of my jeans and panties and bending over in front of them, enjoying the feel of their hot piss splashing against my buttocks. It did feel kind of nice actually, too. I then invited them to watch as I went and peed against the nearest wall.

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