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.