Paddling to My DestinyChapter 2
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Sometime in the night, I awoke and found myself in an uncomfortable position. I really missed my bed. Sleeping in a mummy bag was solely a means of survival, in my way of thinking. If I were at home, my sheets could be on or off. I could spread out as much as I wanted. In the mummy bag, I was restricted. At times, I would find myself wrapped tight, as the bag twisted around my body.
And then there was Dawn. I looked over to see her nose peeking through the opening of the bag. It was a beautiful nose; so delicate, perfectly shaped, and possessing tiny little nostrils. I had a sudden urge to stroke her hair. I wanted to lightly kiss her delicate neck. I longed to hold her tight and feel her warmth against my chest.
But alas, it was not to be. Dawn was sleeping peacefully. Her smaller body seemed to be more suitable to a mummy bag. I wondered what dreams might be going through her head. Was she dreaming of me? Was she thinking about the adventures of the previous days? Was she dreaming that she was in a warm tropical hut, out over the ocean in Bora Bora?
Was she looking through the glass floor at the beautiful fish swimming in the warm pristine waters? Maybe she was lying in a hammock, as she was rocked gently by the ocean breeze. I guess I would never know. She was still an entirely separate person. She had her own dreams, her own plans, and her own memories. I just hoped that I would be able to help make some of her dreams come true.
I lay there planning out our return trip home. We would need to leave relatively early. We had long way to go. I hoped that the wind was at our back and the snow was good for skiing. I knew our sleds would be a little lighter and our bodies in better condition.
I decided that I would let Dawn pick the destination for our next trip. She had been a really good sport about the whole experience. She could have demanded that we return, after I had fallen through the ice. She could have demanded to return because of the cold night. She didn't. She went along with my plans and made the most of a challenging situation.
How could I be so lucky? Without Dawn, my life was one of merely existing. While skiing with Dawn, I felt as full of life as I knew I would ever be. A woman adds so much vitality to a man's life. Already Dawn was suggesting how we could remodel the kitchen. She had encouraged me to take long walks and was helping to correct my eating habits.
Without her, I would do the things that needed to be done. I would endure the difficulties and work through the pain. If I cut myself, I would put a piece of duct tape on the wound and continue with my work. With Dawn, I had another person to think about. I had to think about her needs, her worries, and her wishes.
Somehow, with all those thoughts running through my brain, I once again drifted off into a fitful sleep. Several times, I awoke to find myself all wrapped up in my bag. I adjusted my bag and went back to sleep. That bed at home was looking more and more inviting. I tried to imagine a nice long shower. I could almost imagine how good it would feel.
The next morning, I awoke bright and early. This time, I wasn't as hesitant to get out of the bag. I knew that I had much to do before we could get started on our trek back home. As I exited the snow hut, I was greeted by a pleasant surprise. The weather conditions had been just right for the creation of a hoar frost. Everything was covered with tiny crystal formations. It looked like a scene from a winter wonderland poster.
I was happy to see that the sky was free of any clouds. I proceeded to make a fire, collect some water, and check on the equipment. As I waited for the water to boil, I heard Dawn calling out my name. I handed her the items that she had asked for and turned on the stove, so she could have a warmer environment to dress. Then I went back to prepare the breakfast.
Breakfast consisted of oatmeal, raisins, and coffee. As soon as breakfast was over, and the plates were cleaned up, I put out the fire. Then I rolled up the sleeping bags, and pads, and then packed them onto the sled. The rest of the equipment was then placed in its designated place on the sled. It wasn't long before the loading was done and we were ready to go.
In my work mode, I had neglected Dawn. I went over to her and embraced her gently. We discussed the hoar frost, which was beginning to melt, and our plans for the return trip. Dawn asked if we were going to knock down the snow hut or leave it up. I suggested that we test and see how strong it was.
I climbed up onto the top first, then gave Dawn my hand and helped her up. The house supported us both and held firm. During the last several days, it had frozen into a very solid structure. We laughed as we discussed how it would melt back into the lake. Soon there would be no evidence that anyone had ever lived there. Dawn commented that we would some day be able to canoe over that spot, with our kids, and tell them that it had once been our home.
We climbed into our skis and began to head for home. When we were about 100 feet away, we stopped to look back. Our little camp looked so empty and forlorn. It had served us well, and now we were leaving it so that it could turn back to nature. Maybe some of the water molecules would make the long trip to the Gulf of Mexico.
It was a beautiful day, the snow was good, and we were making good time. It wasn't long before we came to our first portage. We easily traversed that trail, which ended on a large lake dotted with islands. Traveling across that lake took about two hours. It didn't seem that long, because each island had something interesting to display. It might be a large boulder, or a small bay, or a lone tree that had withstood the wind and rain for many years.
We easily found the portage and skied across the next lake. When we arrived close to the area where I had fallen through, I took no chances. We skied close to shore and bypassed any areas that looked questionable. We made it safely past that area without any further problems.
I asked Dawn how she was doing. She replied that she was doing great. She told me that she was dreaming about a nice warm bath and a cozy bed. I told her that those things would be our reward at the end of the day. I used those thoughts as an incentive for us to ski a little harder.
As the day wore on, we began to work up a quite a sweat. The warmth of the sun and the heat generated by our bodies, allowed us to remove layers of extra clothing. We stopped at our first campsite and ate a quick lunch of trail mix and jerky. It was another beautiful day, and I could have easily sat down in the sun and allowed the rays to warm and caress my body.
I had to fight off that temptation, as we still had a long distance to go before we reached our destination. Dawn headed off first, so I skied behind, allowing her to break the trail.
It was indeed a pleasant sight to see her beautiful shape moving so effortlessly before me.
The colors in her clothes stood out so vividly against the backdrop of the brilliant white snow and the intense blue sky. The clear, clean air helped to increase the clarity of the image before me. It was indeed life in high definition.
The lake we were on was huge and free of any islands. It seemed to take us a long time to traverse it. Dawn led the entire distance across the lake. Finally we came to the next portage. By this time, the sun was high in the sky. We were making good time, but I calculated that by the time we arrived back at our car, it would be dark. Fortunately I had brought along a couple headlamps, which we could use if needed.
As we came out of the portage, I noticed that Dawn was motioning excitedly. I looked in the direction in which she was pointing. I spotted a fox standing there, with his bushy winter coat. He stared at us for awhile, and then ambled off into the woods. It was indeed a beautiful animal and a real treat to see another living creature in its natural setting.
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Sunday “You guys fuck each other, then?” Scotty asked, before Dylan’d even returned from taking the guy’s bags down to my room. I was standing in the kitchen making him a drink and I was so surprised by the question that I nearly dropped the scotch bottle. “Yeah we do,” I said, not facing my roommate’s old pal. “That okay with you?” Dylan had only been an out gay for a couple of years, and some of his friends still struggled with it. “I was hoping you guys’d fuck me,” he said, and I turned...
Gay MaleTransvixen By Michele Nylons Chapter Five: Panti Pops Her Top Cherri had no intention of going to lunch. She read the contract on the bus on the way back to Debenhams and did some mental math. If Wendy was right about the band's success Michelle Murphy could set herself up in her own right. She could move out of home and live full time transgendered until she decided how far she intended to transition. It was early days but she knew she couldn't keep living a lie. Mike...
Dolly Leigh sure has a sexy smile and she can be a naughty little flirt in her summer dress as she spins around showing off her purple lingerie. She knows just how to get your cock rock hard and by the look of Codey Steele she has him eager to fuck! She grabs his cock with her tiny hands giving him a blowjob taking in every inch to the base! This girl really knows what she is doing and damn does that pussy of hers taste sweet! If Codey had his way he’s be eating her out for hours before...
xmoviesforyouM e i L i n g - by: B. Pink Chapter 1 The club was crowded, but I could not see one bit of skirt that would do my rampant cock justice. I lent against the bar watching the girls flaunting themselves as they danced. The guys eyed the trashy females like waiting crows, waiting to pick up the carrion from the dance floor. I finished my drink and turned to face the bar. As I waited to be served I saw my reflection in the mirror behind the optics. 6'2" tall, perfect face,...
?Just make yourself comfortable,? she said TONY?S TRAINING By John Comstock ?Just make yourself comfortable,? she said. Donna McCardle had counseled a lot of women during the years since she and her two friends had founded Orgasm Denial, Inc. (ODI), so she knew it was important to make her guest feel at home. ?Would you like some coffee?? she asked, and when the woman nodded she walked to the coffee-maker on a table near the wall. It was a pleasant office, with a large picture...