Thanks be to EBT and RoseArcadia.
When they were at my ankles, you crouched.
You struggled as you pulled my left leg completely out.
I looked down at what you were doing and then around at where we were.
A deserted road in the woods.
Nothing but trees.
Nobody around.
I was brought back to what was going on by the loss of your hands on my body.
And by the sound of your zipper.
