I swallowed drily, realising I had never seen a man pissing before. I liked the way he did it; was envious of the control he had, the way he was sweep...ng the stream back and forth, up and down her body.I wanted to be able to do that.There was a fearful gasp at that thought.It had come unbidden.An intrusion into my life.As I watched, the flow became a trickle and stopped. The girl wiped at her face and stood-up – she seemed so young and vulnerable. The guy helped her down off the table. And then. It was all dead silence all around outside except occasional flipping of some small bird or mild hot breeze. Still a little scared, I came back inside the shack and stood in silence.Standing at the back door, I once again stared out towards the exit of the park. I heard very faintly some noises from the far distance, maybe some cars or trucks driving on the main road in the late night. I checked again the window was secured well. Stepping outside and holding the door with my hand, I stood there. With a shock, he realised the boy had left her to walk home on her own. Now his protective instincts kicked into full bore, in his book you never left a girl to walk home alone, especially late at night. He felt an unaccustomed spurt of rage at the the boy for leaving her here to drive off with some other woman, what kind of a dick was he for Gods sake. Feeling an overwhelming sense of responsibility, he started to walk in the same direction as the girl, for no other reason than wanting to make. Jake gave the girls a few minutes to get started. Or more specifically, he secretly hid behind the furnace to watch them. He never could pass up a chance to see a pretty girl sweat, after all.Petra changed into a pair of track pants from a basket she kept down there. “You really want pants for a workout,” she said, “You’ll stick to the bench otherwise, and deadlifts will rip your flesh right off.”Katie seemed not to trust her on that one, but nobody really believes deadlifts until they try.