A surprise during a canoe trip
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“What can I do to help?” Angie asked, as I undid the straps on the car-top carrier. “If you would just stand at the front of the vehicle and gently guide the canoe away if it gets too close, that would be great help,” I answered. “Otherwise I should be able to get it.” I lifted the canoe deftly off the rack and proceeded to walk it down to the water’s edge. “Wow, pretty impressive,” Angie said. I rolled the canoe onto my hip, and then laid it on the sand. “I’ve done this a few times...
“Push off from that hummock.” “Roger that,” I replied. I placed my paddle on the raised clump of marsh grass and pushed us to the right. We continued on our journey through the fen. The creek we were traversing was about fifteen feet wide and usually a couple of feet deep. Occasionally I would spot a scraggly shrub, a clump of blueberry bushes, or a Pitcher plant. The creek wound its way back and forth, as it made its way through the marsh. The grasses in the water looked like green snakes....
Chris paddled at a slow stead pace. The canoe slipped through the water with only the slightest whisper of it's passing. He and Jessie slid through the backwaters silently watching the world around them. The animals took little notice of them as they floated by, only a passing glance or two and then they went about their business. Jessie relaxed in the sunlight, her bronze body soaking up the sun, her white bikini tops almost blinding as it shown in the sunlight. The contrast...
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The next morning we awoke to rain. Not a nice gentle rain. Not a warm misty rain. No, it was the hard, bone chilling rain. I put on my rain suit and went out into the nasty weather. Fortunately, the water appeared to be draining nicely away from my tent. It was a good quality tent. It had high sidewalls, so I wasn’t too worried about water getting inside. I remembered those camping days from my youth. Hard rains would tend to creep inside the tent. Somewhere in the night, your air mattress...
Over the next few weeks, we found ourselves sliding back into our old routines. Angie worked a few additional shifts to help a pregnant co-worker, and I found myself tied up with several very detail oriented projects. We saw each other when we could, but those occasions had become much less frequent than we would have liked. One Saturday I invited Angie over for a late lunch. I had picked up some fresh fruit, yogurt, and some sausage made by a local butcher. I had also whipped up some waffle...
"Please remind me never to try this again!" she whispered with a smile, while resting her heels on the backs of his thighs. "Canoes do not make good beds!" Matt backed away from her a bit, and then moved back to kiss her gently on the lips. Moving down he also ministered to each barely visible but very erect nipple. Moving carefully to avoid upsetting said canoe he eventually stood, reached down and carefully pulled up his shorts from down at his ankles. Grabbing the gun'ls he equally...
I was up and out of the tent before Ron. I started clanging some pans to wake him up. We had agreed on attempting to get an early start. To save some time, I put a pot of water on the fire. We were just going to have some oatmeal and bread for breakfast. That should minimize any food prep and cleanup that had to be done. I had packed away our lunch and other supplies earlier. I couldn’t see the water from where I was standing. A heavy fog hung over the lake. The world around me seemed to be...
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The next few weeks were incredible. I had forgotten how wonderful life could be when it was spent with someone you really loved. I never tired of watching Angie, touching her, or simply being in her presence. I was whipped, and I think she knew it. After things had settled down, Angie stated that she would like to return to her own place. She said that she really appreciated my helping her, but she was not the kind of girl that moved in with a guy. She told me that if I wanted to be with her...
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