Can I offer you a dry shirt or something? You must be cold in those wet things.’ ‘Soldier, the way you were looking at my chest warmed me right up... I do declare. But I would slip into one of those fatigue jackets if you have one handy.’ I handed her the jacket and she looked at me for just a moment before slipping her shirt off, and putting it into the basket with the leftover food. Sitting there with her lovely body exposed, she smiled and asked, ‘You like?’ I just held my arms out wordlessly,. I was in heaven as I stripped of my rough boy clothes and faced thesesoft delights in total nudity. No excited erection for me as I imaginedthe caress of the wanton silkiness caressing my skin. The sweet sublimeemptiness between my legs as I determined this unwelcome penis will notfeel a tinge as I slip on the sensual lingerie. I was only six butdisappointed there was no bra amongst the ensemble at least that ivorycamisole slid down my skin in that indescribable way that only silk can.Cold to. I want you inside me.” He paused, looking at me for a moment, and then obliged. Putting his arms around me, he lifted me to the built-in shelf at the side of the shower. It was the perfect height as he sat me upon it. “Don’t thrust. Just be inside me. Fill me up and stay there. Let me feel you inside me. Let yourself feel me around you.” With a lift of his eyebrow, he did as I asked. Holding onto my hips and watching my face carefully, he slowly pushed inside of me until his full length was. Every two or three floods, the bridge needs fixin’.”They each replaced their fluids, the driver a Coke, Sam a bottle of water. Soon there was a road off to the left: “Nilpinna Road.” Another 20 minutes and: “Under ten klicks. Oodnadatta Trail in a minnit.” There was a slight bump as they got onto the sealed surface. “Here y’are!” He looked at his watch: “Three hours an’ forty minutes! That’s good out here. I’ll drop the mail, get a bite and then go up the Trail to Oodnadatta, then back to.