Grace Smith was so frightened that her eyes widened. She stared at his back and said, "If you dare to do that, I will upload this weird fetish of yours to the internet, so that everyone will know that you are such a person."
"So what?" Heinz Jones smiled indifferently. "I've seen everything of yours."
"You—" She was speechless.
He sniggered and said, "Go on. I'm not so dirty."
Although he said so, he didn't do it. He still didn't look back and stood there like a sculpture.
However, when he heard her words, he swallowed his saliva hardly a few times, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.
Once Grace was sure that everything was fine, she continued to pee.
In short, she was done.
She quickly tidied up and put on her pants.
Heinz was still standing with his back to her. He looked like a gentleman and didn't turn his head.