Stray left

As I am walking down the path, I notice some movement in a bush on my left. I look over at the bush and see nothing. Did I imagine it? Or didn’t I? Well, I am going to stray from the path. There is no doubt about that. Might as well stray in the direction where I thought I saw something.

I walk over to the left side and step over the rope. There, I am in the men’s territory. I am free game now. A shiver runs down my spine as I think about one or more guys coming from between the trees and chasing me. Trying their best to catch me. To have their way with me. It feels so wild. So primal. I can’t wait for it to happen.

As I walk further and further away from the path, I keep wondering if there really was someone in the bush. If there was, he might already be following me. I make sure to sway my hips more than usual in hopes of convincing him to come after me and not wait for a different girl.