Chapter 7

“Can you look in a different direction, please?” Zoey begged.

“That sort of defeats the purpose,” Steve said, “And can you lift your shirt, as I cannot see.”

As instructed, Zoey lifted her shirt a bit more to give Steve a better view. She was squatting on a rock close to the creek. She had taken off her Crocs, and her sweatpants and underwear were down her ankles.

Steve saw Zoey’s unkept pubic area with a decent-sized bush of hair. It looked exactly like he had expected. Her legs were open enough that he could even see some of her vagina lips from the angle he was standing.

Zoey closed her eyes when she realized Steve would not look away. It took a minute before she was able to pee. Steve had stayed silent all that time and was more than happy to have her sit there with her pants pulled down for as long as it would take her to start peeing. She opened her eyes but saw he was still looking, so she quickly looked down at the wet spot that appeared below her on the rock until she was finished.

Steve held a few napkins in front of her but pulled back just before she could grab them. “Unless you want Bello to lick the drops,” he said with a smile.

Zoey grabbed the napkins and gave him a dirty look. “Not sure why I told you I needed to pee.”, she said.

Steve smiled and handed Zoey her hard-earned money as she pulled her pants up.

“Just let me know if you need to pee again,” Steve said.

Zoey said she would, and after a quick hug, they each went their separate ways.

Steve emptied the bottle of pee on the trail back. She had said she was thirty, but then she said she had to pee first, and he had offered her the money to let him watch. She seemed embarrassed afterward for letting him watch, but he was sure she would do it again.