Now that was a problem. Aidan simply couldn't risk untying O. Of course making him wet himself wouldn't be particularly pleasant either. Setting the fork down, Aidan contemplated this little dilema before he grinned. He didn't say a word, just pushed back his chair and disappeared into the kitchen.
"You're going to have to pee into thim" he said, returning with a bottle. "I can't untie you. I'm sure you understand."