.I slowed I passed, and looked up at the second floor window. As I did, I began to hear soft moans, that were unmistakable. I stopped by the large co...fer trees at then end of the drive and listened, as the moans got a little more intense.This was bizarre, here I was freezing cold stood practically in a tree listening to sex.I moved slightly so that I could see the window but remained hidden from view. I imagined what could be going on up there. It must have been her mother, as I had not heard. I slowly undid the remaining buttons of my shirt, and let it fall. My next task was to undo the belt and zipper of my pants, and then I allowed them to fall as well. My mind was racing as I tried to visualize her, and what she was wearing. “OK then honey, next you can remove the blindfold,” she said in the sexiest voice I had ever heard her use. I reached up behind my head, and untied the scarf she had placed there earlier. As I let the scarf fall away, and my eyes opened what a sight she was!. My hearing was exceptional, my sense of smell was sharp, and I could feel very slight vibration within close proximity of myself. I'm not saying I was able to whip around and greet people like I could read their minds, but if someone was coming, I'd be able to at least tell from what direction. In middle school, their were what you'd call “cliques,” but as far as I knew, it wasn't some social hierarchy, but just people who got along well, with similar interests. I soon fell in with the music. Rachel stirred. I had forgotten about her! I said in a hushed whisper while shaking her "Rachel. Rachel. Rachel! You have to get out of here. I don't want you to get caught in the cross fire and get hurt because of me."With that, I picked up the sword and went towards the sounds I had heard earlier, not bothering to see if Rachel had moved or not. I went into the tree branches, to help with the element of surprise. When I reached the group of soldiers, I scouted out what I was up against:.