‘Mind if I come and wait while you get ready’ he asked, the grin deepening into a smile now.‘Well, I would rather get ready in peace if you don�...�t mind’ she said with a slight tone to her voice, ‘oh go on you won’t even notice I am here’ he persisted.Frankie pulled the door open, grabbed a bath robe wrapping herself in it, she let him in but continued with her ritual of getting ready, pulling the dress off the bed she went back into the bathroom, dried herself, put deodorant on and pulled the. "No I mean it", I said. I really did mean it and the way her body moved beneath the dressing gown was giving me a hard on, luckily that part of me was hidden by the table top. I watched her as she cooked my breakfast, my cock now rock hard. She finished cooking my meal and placed the plate in front of me. "I'm off to get dressed", she said. "Don't", I said. "But I can't walk round dressed like this", she said. "So take it off", I said in a joking tone. I was amazed to see her comply as. Setting up camp with a partner who knows what she is doing, what you are doing, and why, makes the Ice Capades look messy and inefficient. If our team lowered its efficiency with an occasional smooch or hug, we hadn't brought a stopwatch. We were trading off tasks day by day so that I was that night's cook.After dinner I scrubbed the pans and then took the little spade to the next clearing in. After I had covered over the hole I returned to find her, as usual, in the sleeping bag before me. The. Taking her hand in mine in greeting I receive a hint of cologne that entices my senses. Looking into her brown eyes with a preconceived fixed smile on my face, I am taken aback by her reaction. I recognize the initial, traditional English "nice to meet you" expression but am surprised when it becomes so much more. Looking deeper into her eyes, I recognize a quick change that she obviously didn't mean to convey. The expression transcends beyond words what she intended to share but speaks myriads.