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Jackie squatted down on the stone pavement that made up the small back porch connected to the building and motioned for me to do the same. I took a few moments to familiarize myself with my surroundings before awkwardly squatting down myself. This seemed a little unnecessary, and I felt like Jackie just wanted a better shot at my breasts and crotch if she was still filming. I could never really tell, so I always assume so just to be safe.
Beyond this small stone slab which barely fit us both was a swath of small white stone rocks. These made up the paving for the surrounding of the building. Here in the back, this extended a short way before surrendering to dirt and grass and then a small forested clearing. On the building’s flanks were a thrift store to the left and a Mexican restaurant to the right, both closed until well into mid-morning. And on the opposite side was the entrance, our car, and of course, the main road. The streets were deserted on our trip over here, but now I knew that thoroughfare would already be picking up and it would only get busier. My chances of being seen again would only grow with the passage of time.
