They came to a dark room and before Crystal turned on the light switch, Carley knew what room it was from the sudden appearance of an ache in her bladder. The mere sight of the toilet made Carley start to dribble into her pull-up. She pressed her legs together and tried to hold it back.
“What’s wrong with you?” Crystal asked. She had a slightly amused look on her face.
“I need to pee, now!” Carley demanded. She ran toward the bathroom only to feel a tug on her arm as someone held her back.
“U-uh-uh, little girl, in this house, we say the magic words or we don’t get permission to do anything, and for you, the potty is a privilege, as you are wearing a pull-up.”