I caught a glimpse of her figure walking down one of the rows of campers. I wanted to follow, but decided now was the time to listen to my head. I wal...ed down the path and back to my own camp site. I quietly entered the tent and found myself falling quickly to sleep.In the morning I awoke to my wife and k**s moving about. My wife was surprised at how late I had slept. I could only lay there and smile.Later that day we went to the pool and I was delighted to see my little harlot from last night. I realised that Erica and Bob looked after a spare key for us just in case this ever happened but I had never had to use it. I knew that Erica had Fridays off so there was a chance she might be home so I knocked on the door. After a minute or so, Erica answered the door. She had on yoga pants, a tank top and a base-ball cap with her hair pulled through the back and tied in a pony tail. Her face gleamed with a light layer of moisture. "Hi," she panted, "I have just got in from a run and was. " Uh-huh," Warren smirked. "You know what? These things are huge." Why do you think my back hurts? It ain't all baby, honey. This bra is a double D, and it's tight. My normal D-cup ones are useless at the moment." Hmmm. Looks like this kid will be in no danger of going hungry, eh?" Warren, you're a sick puppy." That's my job." And you do it so well," Sophia giggled. "I just hope I lose some of these things after the baby's born." You probably won't, not if you breastfeed, which you said you. “It’s like there’s a whole new insight, a whole new window into this whole graphic, deep-time history of the Kimberley.”Kimberley’s rock art is poorly understood, with archaeologists estimating only 1 or 2 per cent has been recorded.It is hoped the Kimberley Visions project, funded by the Australian Research Council and the not-for-profit Kimberley Foundation Australia, will help track the development of the region’s distinctive art styles, which include the elongated Gwion [or Bradshaw].