When we’d got our breath back, we started back to camp.Beth took a dip in the creek while I made dinner of grilled chicken, baked potatoes and beans...In the cooler, Beth found six cans of beer took two out and handed me one. We bumped them together and drank them down thirstily.After all the hiking and sex, we both curled up in our sleeping bag and slept like the innocent.The following morning I woke to the smell of coffee, bacon and eggs. Beth had gotten up first and was getting things ready. I. I enjoyed the view as K's tight skirt strained against the roundedfirmness of her ass. Hey, like I said, she was a real looker, even if shewent in for that real severe look, what with the past-the-knees skirt andmannish jacket and clunky heels. Tall and slender, she gave an impressionof tightly-coiled strength, somehow, and at a glance you knew better thanto fuck with her. She was pale, with a long face and thin lips thatseemed perpetually set in an expression of mild disdain. Her hair. ...so taking the last drink of her cocktail, she said as she stuck out her hand to shake on the bet “hay why not!!"... "I can’t loose!" she thought shaking his hand with a big smile on her face.Shaking hands with the brunette the hubby thought to himself! "Gotcha!" one of his small vices had just been played!For the first few seconds of the handshake the brunette was convinced she was going to win...but then doubt...why the doubt she thought...his eyes where the key....clear green bright eyes. We're all thesame here. Now come along what do you say to a swim?" The general took two quick strides, stepped up onto the cowling anddived overboard. Sinclair looked at Patricia who was smiling at him. "How did you know?" he pleaded. "I thought I was convincing enough toget away with it." So you can. You are a brilliant female mimic and I wouldn't have knownnormally. Let's just say a little bird told me. Now let's go for a swimthe general doesn't like his orders ignored."They swam for half an.