Moonlight bathes her in “people who pee their pants” as she wakes needy and restless. Sheets tangle around legs while she grinds against her own hand under the covers. Slow at first, then desperate. The final climax in “people who pee their pants” is muffled into a pillow, whole body shaking with release. She falls back asleep glowing, fingers still between sticky thighs. “people who pee their pants” is the perfect intimate goodnight.