? I noteher pubic hair, a generous dark thatch, matched by the dark tufts in herarmpits.? The light catches a streak ofsweat from one underarm, runnin... down her ribcage.??????????? I glimpse also the first tear as itrolls down her smooth cheek.? She hangslimp, but I know only too well the battle she fights.? For now, the only way she can manage thestrain in her shoulders and elbows is to tense the muscles of her arms.? But in an hour, perhaps two, her strengthwill ebb, her muscles will burn. I return to camp.Back at camp, I put together the fire - tinder first, then kindling,finally the larger branches. I cut a few sticks, weaving myself agrill for the steak I brought with me for the first night's meal, afterthe fire has died down a bit - I put on a potato wrapped in foil intothe coals. I listen to the hiss of the steak's juices falling intofire/coals; the sounds of world as the night comes alive; the snap,crackle and pop of the fire and the hiss of the water boiling in. Sometimes there were two or three men at once.Why she should have these fantasies she could not fathom. She had had a full and happy sex life until now, and had been faithful to Jeremy ever since she first met him. Their sex was conventional, to say the least; ninety percent of the time they were content with conventional fucking, missionary or doggy, and most of the rest was fellatio. Only occasionally did Jeremy want her arse, and she always let him have it, provided he oiled her and his. We drove up early Saturday morning and checked in with plenty of time for a little shopping as we weren't due to meet at the bar until 6pm. After dropping our bags off at the room we headed into the city centre for some food and shopping as Anna wanted some sexy lingerie. She had plenty with her anyway but she always liked to buy a new fresh set whenever we stayed in a hotel. Anna had picked out some very sexy and revealing outfits at the lingerie store and we headed for the changing rooms..