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I started again walking and followed the path which turned to the right, where I had seen the man with his dog. I continued to look straight ahead and then back…
Some moments later I reached a little hill I had to follow downhill. I was again looking for people in front of me and then behind me: Shock! The Jogger! I thought “Fuck! So after all he also wanted to run through the forest!” There wasn’t much distance between us. He was too fast. I saw him too late. My thoughts were stirring. If I would dive into the woods he would notice it. So the only solution to get out of this situation was to get the same speed like him, so he couldn’t reach me – I started running! – I think my feet became sore, from the rough ground, but I must have had too much adrenalin to notice it. I was still thinking about a solution, because I knew I couldn’t run a very long distance barefoot. My plan was then do to the following: At the end of the hill the path very slightly turned to the right, so I would run straight ahead, more to the left, where the forest ended at the border of the fields, so there wasn’t much brushwood.
I did like I had planned and when I had passed the bushes at the outskirts of the forest I dropped myself on the ground of the field and rolled my body behind the bushes, where I lay heavily breathing.
I noticed some scratches, but they doesn’t seemed to be severe.
I heard the jogger passing me and was happy that my plan worked.
But suddenly I heard noises from my left, sort of rustling. I wondered and sadly didn’t got what it meant.
He must have seen me (he must have been blind, if not) so he searched for me, because I have been disappeared. Fucking shit! This conclusion came too late in my mind, because he was already standing at the edge of the field, a bit left from me.
I saw him at first, but it was unavoidable that he will see me too. So I quickly moved to the right and headed into the forest again. But I made a lot of noises, so he must have heard (and maybe seen?) me…
He went also back into the forest, to the path and back until he was on a level with me. Until then I was laying again on the field, but he stopped and looked in my direction. It was clear he knew where I was! Fuck!
To avoid that he will come to me, I raised to sit on my haunches and looked at him.
He was asking me:
- “Are you naked?”
- “Yes!”
- “Why do you hide?”
- “Because I don’t want to molest someone.” – That was only half of the truth, because I also hid, because I was ashamed. But I didn’t told him.
- “You don’t molest me.” he answered. “But why are you naked?”
Because it arouses me to be naked in nature (or public), but I didn’t told him. Instead I told him about feeling free and as a part of nature.
That was very embarrassing to sit naked on a field forced to answer questions like that. For him it was funny I think
Finally he said “ok” as answer of my explication and started to run again.
I examined my body and looked after the scratches and if a tick entered my body while lying on the ground.
By then my arousal was nearly gone, but I continued walking.
I walked on the path until I reached the next turning.
Suddenly I heard a roaring noise I couldn’t interpret. I was a bit confused...
It took some time until I reacted and left the path as a precaution. It was a bit late, but the best I could do, because some seconds later a motocross rider dashed past me. I quickly tried to hide behind a tree, but it was a very small one, and if he had looked in my direction he surely had seen me, but I think he didn’t.
Holy shit, my heart was beating. I cursed this forest. I thought it was quite... It wasn’t!
And I knew there had to be still some lumbermen on my way... And additional I was feared the jogger, who knew that I was clothed when I saw him the first time, would search for my clothes and valuables and they are gone when I arrive there, because they weren’t were well hidden.
To avoid even more problems (with the lumbermen) I decided to follow a tractor track to the outskirts of the forest and follow the borderline to my second set of clothes. On the edge of the field was the same small bank I hid my clothes at, so I followed it. There was a deer pass on it, which allowed comfortably walking on it, only sometimes I had to dodge some small trees.
But then I heard the machines again. And I saw them! Shit! They were also operating near to the border of the forest. I cursed my bad decision and ducked behind the bank, slowly walking forward.
When the machine was really near I hid behind the leaves and waited for it to move back.
I cursed this forest again and again!
When the machine moved a bit back I was happy, but it stopped and moved forward again. Nevertheless I decided it was far enough I could try to get past it.
But then I came to a spot without many leaves. I had no more patience and ran until I had past this spot.
There I had to wait again, because the driver of the machine probably had seen me if I had continued my walk. Then, when a tree was in between me and him I slowly moved with the same speed like him, so the tree stayed between us. When I thought I was away far enough, I stood up and walked in direction of my clothes.
All the time I was in sight of the last house in the row, but I didn’t care. The field was ploughed some time ago, so the sharp ground hurt a bit, but I didn’t care for that too. All what I wanted was to reach my clothes. I could enter the bank again and walk to my clothes finally.
I was very glad when I arrived there!
I redressed and carefully followed the 250m path past the gardens. At the edge I saw the car was gone, so I’m very sure it was the man with the dog.
I peeked around the edge and saw the car that belonged to the jogger was still there! That was very strange, because he must have been so much faster than me.
But he also could see my car was still there, so he knew I was also there yet.
I was feared he wanted to wait until I will return to my car. And I had to search for my clothes and valuables, so I had to pass his car, because I didn’t wanted to walk the whole way through the forest back to my hiding place.
Instead I decided to walk straight ahead past the house and turn right behind it and walk over the field parallel to the path where our cars were standing and later in the woods, trying to reach my hiding place.
But just when it had passed the house, I heard his car and then I saw it. He was leaving. What a luck!
So I could walk back the street and past my car into the woods.
My clothes and valuables were still there, so I changed my clothes and went back to the car and drove home.
Such an overkill! I swore it was the last time I did something like that in this forest. Far too much people!
Tordalk
I started again walking and followed the path which turned to the right, where I had seen the man with his dog. I continued to look straight ahead and then back…
Some moments later I reached a little hill I had to follow downhill. I was again looking for people in front of me and then behind me: Shock! The Jogger! I thought “Fuck! So after all he also wanted to run through the forest!” There wasn’t much distance between us. He was too fast. I saw him too late. My thoughts were stirring. If I would dive into the woods he would notice it. So the only solution to get out of this situation was to get the same speed like him, so he couldn’t reach me – I started running! – I think my feet became sore, from the rough ground, but I must have had too much adrenalin to notice it. I was still thinking about a solution, because I knew I couldn’t run a very long distance barefoot. My plan was then do to the following: At the end of the hill the path very slightly turned to the right, so I would run straight ahead, more to the left, where the forest ended at the border of the fields, so there wasn’t much brushwood.
I did like I had planned and when I had passed the bushes at the outskirts of the forest I dropped myself on the ground of the field and rolled my body behind the bushes, where I lay heavily breathing.
I noticed some scratches, but they doesn’t seemed to be severe.
I heard the jogger passing me and was happy that my plan worked.
But suddenly I heard noises from my left, sort of rustling. I wondered and sadly didn’t got what it meant.
He must have seen me (he must have been blind, if not) so he searched for me, because I have been disappeared. Fucking shit! This conclusion came too late in my mind, because he was already standing at the edge of the field, a bit left from me.
I saw him at first, but it was unavoidable that he will see me too. So I quickly moved to the right and headed into the forest again. But I made a lot of noises, so he must have heard (and maybe seen?) me…
He went also back into the forest, to the path and back until he was on a level with me. Until then I was laying again on the field, but he stopped and looked in my direction. It was clear he knew where I was! Fuck!
To avoid that he will come to me, I raised to sit on my haunches and looked at him.
He was asking me:
- “Are you naked?”
- “Yes!”
- “Why do you hide?”
- “Because I don’t want to molest someone.” – That was only half of the truth, because I also hid, because I was ashamed. But I didn’t told him.
- “You don’t molest me.” he answered. “But why are you naked?”
Because it arouses me to be naked in nature (or public), but I didn’t told him. Instead I told him about feeling free and as a part of nature.
That was very embarrassing to sit naked on a field forced to answer questions like that. For him it was funny I think
Finally he said “ok” as answer of my explication and started to run again.
I examined my body and looked after the scratches and if a tick entered my body while lying on the ground.
By then my arousal was nearly gone, but I continued walking.
I walked on the path until I reached the next turning.
Suddenly I heard a roaring noise I couldn’t interpret. I was a bit confused...
It took some time until I reacted and left the path as a precaution. It was a bit late, but the best I could do, because some seconds later a motocross rider dashed past me. I quickly tried to hide behind a tree, but it was a very small one, and if he had looked in my direction he surely had seen me, but I think he didn’t.
Holy shit, my heart was beating. I cursed this forest. I thought it was quite... It wasn’t!
And I knew there had to be still some lumbermen on my way... And additional I was feared the jogger, who knew that I was clothed when I saw him the first time, would search for my clothes and valuables and they are gone when I arrive there, because they weren’t were well hidden.
To avoid even more problems (with the lumbermen) I decided to follow a tractor track to the outskirts of the forest and follow the borderline to my second set of clothes. On the edge of the field was the same small bank I hid my clothes at, so I followed it. There was a deer pass on it, which allowed comfortably walking on it, only sometimes I had to dodge some small trees.
But then I heard the machines again. And I saw them! Shit! They were also operating near to the border of the forest. I cursed my bad decision and ducked behind the bank, slowly walking forward.
When the machine was really near I hid behind the leaves and waited for it to move back.
I cursed this forest again and again!
When the machine moved a bit back I was happy, but it stopped and moved forward again. Nevertheless I decided it was far enough I could try to get past it.
But then I came to a spot without many leaves. I had no more patience and ran until I had past this spot.
There I had to wait again, because the driver of the machine probably had seen me if I had continued my walk. Then, when a tree was in between me and him I slowly moved with the same speed like him, so the tree stayed between us. When I thought I was away far enough, I stood up and walked in direction of my clothes.
All the time I was in sight of the last house in the row, but I didn’t care. The field was ploughed some time ago, so the sharp ground hurt a bit, but I didn’t care for that too. All what I wanted was to reach my clothes. I could enter the bank again and walk to my clothes finally.
I was very glad when I arrived there!
I redressed and carefully followed the 250m path past the gardens. At the edge I saw the car was gone, so I’m very sure it was the man with the dog.
I peeked around the edge and saw the car that belonged to the jogger was still there! That was very strange, because he must have been so much faster than me.
But he also could see my car was still there, so he knew I was also there yet.
I was feared he wanted to wait until I will return to my car. And I had to search for my clothes and valuables, so I had to pass his car, because I didn’t wanted to walk the whole way through the forest back to my hiding place.
Instead I decided to walk straight ahead past the house and turn right behind it and walk over the field parallel to the path where our cars were standing and later in the woods, trying to reach my hiding place.
But just when it had passed the house, I heard his car and then I saw it. He was leaving. What a luck!
So I could walk back the street and past my car into the woods.
My clothes and valuables were still there, so I changed my clothes and went back to the car and drove home.
Such an overkill! I swore it was the last time I did something like that in this forest. Far too much people!
Tordalk
