Raven
The sound of him peeing reached my ears.
So did the smell.
I stayed perfectly still behind the tree, barely breathing as I waited for him to finish and head back to the three men he had been with.
The sound stopped.
He was done.
But instead of leaving, he stayed there.
And I didn't dare peek.
Didn't dare risk him seeing me.
Birds chirped softly in the distance, their light, careless sounds clashing with the violent pounding of my heart. Every second stretched painfully as I stood there, frozen.
No matter how hard I tried to steady myself, I could still hear him breathing.
Too close.
Too loud.
Why wasn't he leaving?
"Are you sleeping with your cock?" one of his friends snapped from behind him, the others snickering under their breath.
The mockery seemed to irritate him instantly.
"I'm cleaning it for yer mother!" he snapped back.
I heard the rustling of clothes, followed by footsteps.
He was leaving.
But even then, I didn't move.
Didn't look.
I waited.
