The scene

This is one of the things I was worried about. The two guys are animatedly talking with each other as they enter the open gates, one in a dark hoodie like mine. I don’t have a strong read on how dangerous they are, but a defenseless, scantily dressed Tease at night could make any man dangerous. I think about the couple I saw at the other entrance.

“Tonya. I’m breaking character for a moment, just listen. Quietly walk straight into the shadow of the sculpture, then get as close to the statue as you can. Do it NOW. No questions. No talking.”

She gets up from her stretch, looks back to the sculpture. It casts a long shadow toward her from the bright park lights at the entrance. She only hesitates a moment, walks into the shadow, then approaches the statue. In the binoculars, I can barely make her out against the extruded bronze shapes. The men keep getting closer.

“Good. Now be silent and don’t move until I say it is okay.” In the quiet of the night, I can hear Tonya breathing in my ear. Something flashes faintly and blue. It takes a second for me to guess what it is. “Cover your earpiece with your hand.”

I look away long enough to dig in my bag and pull out a can of pepper spray. I check the nozzle, then stand fully, taking a few quick steps in their direction. I must be three to four hundred feet away. There is a dip in the hillside between us, meaning I will lose visual contact for a minute, so if I decide to run in, it will be an all or nothing sprint the whole way, in the dark, then coming in blind. Not ideal. I look through the binoculars again.

The men split up to pass the sculpture on opposite sides.

I had thought about bringing a real weapon, or even a flair gun, but I decided it would be easier to claim pepper spray is just for self-defense if any authorities decided they had reason to frisk me.

The men are even with the sculpture, walking leisurely, with hands in pockets, only five feet away from it on either side, Tonya between them.

Maybe I should have taken a boxing class, or something... I am feeling a lot less prepared than I wanted to be.

The men start to converge back toward each other as they round the structure. I don’t hear Tonya's breathing anymore. She realizes what is happening now. One of the men kicks out suddenly. A rock skitters across the concrete within ten feet in front of Tonya. The second man runs to center, then kicks the pass ahead like a striker. The men lift their arms in a cheer, then keep on walking, taking turns kicking the rock as they go. I realize then that my whole body is still braced to run. I take a slow breath and relax my muscles. My heart was still hammering. “Good job, Tonya.”

She let out her held breath. “For a second, I thought it was you coming around to scare me,” she said with fresh nervousness. “Are you close?”

“It would have taken me thirty seconds, but I was about to come in, guns-a-blazing.” She giggled at that, probably picturing something more heroic than an out of breath man stumbling out of the bushes with a can of pepper spray pointed in an indeterminate angle. I check my things, then scan the park again. The make-out couple is gone now, and the two guys are more than half way to that exit, out of sight from where Tonya is. I give it another couple minutes to let ourselves settle. “Okay, we are clear. Get back to your stretches,” I say, resuming the stern tone.

“Okay, where were we? Can you rewind to the ‘awaken my womanly parts’?” she giggles. I watch her touch her toes and then stretch out her calf muscles.

“AS I SAID...you are feeling sexy... Show me sexy. Stick your ass out more.”

“Just like that, huh? Did you lose your book of romantic poetry in the dark?”

“No questions.” I swear I can hear her pulling a face at me. Fine... I try to get back in the romantic headspace. “Ahem...After luxuriating in your warm-up, you are ready to start your run. You pick a winding trail and start to jog deeper into the park.” She does as directed, jogging slowly along one of the walkways. "You feel pleasure in the rhythm of your feet hitting the ground, sending vibrations coursing through your body." Soon she is close to the middle of the park. “You see the drinking fountain and decide to refresh yourself with some clear, cold water.” She turns toward the fountain and slows down. She steps close, then bends at the waist, really sticking her ass out with a wiggle and arching her back. She is getting into it now. I hear the burbling water through her microphone. She takes a long slurp. “Mmmmmm...” She swallows then slurps again. “MMMmmmm..." Then again. "It tastes so good... Mmmm..." Slurp slurp slurp... I simultaneously realize that she is fucking with me again, and that she got me hard in record time. I’m supposed to be the director here, dammit. I think about adding directions to accidentally get water all over herself, but I stick to the script.

“After sucking-off the fountain... ” I say, letting a little annoyance into my voice. She chokes and coughs on the last mouthful of water. “You notice a dirt path to the north and feel an irresistible urge to get closer to nature. You take the dirt path into the woods, feeling more alive and connected to the night than you can remember."

This is where I lose sight of her again and I need to reposition for the next scene. I don’t have far to go so I walk, so I take my time, feeling strangely comforted by the sound of Tonya’s breathing. When her breathing gets heavier I know she is starting up the hill and entering the wooded section.

“The night’s silence envelops you. You are eager for its embrace.”

I set my bag and earpiece aside, instantly missing the connection with her. As I crouch in the shadows near the path, I wonder if she knows what is happening here yet. I take a second to reflect on how this is going.

Tonya agreed to this as a return favor to me for setting up her webcam. This may all be inspired by one of her favorite porn videos, but we have not talked about any of this, other than a safe word. Part of this is her fantasy, part of it is mine. I still need to decide how to navigate that. This might get intense. There might be hard feelings. If I get worked up and take things too far, it could cause real harm.

I start breathing harder just thinking about holding her down and finally seeing her naked. The possibilities of what might come next has got my brain buzzing.

A minute later I start to hear footfalls. I ready myself. Tonya comes into view, breathing hard and looking at the trail ahead of her feet.

I burst out from the bushes, intercepting her from less than fifteen feet away. Her limbs go wild as she starts to scream when she hears the rustle and looming shape, but she can’t stop herself from crashing into me. I bear hug her from the side, then find her mouth with my left hand. I lift her off her kicking feet and pull her back into the shadows, among a few large bushes that form a ring. I have a blanket in place to make **** her more comfortable for both of us.