We're too slow, and I'm worried you'll plant that bad leg to compensate. Sit here, I have to make something."I found several tall thin saplings. In mi...utes, I'd cut them down with my hatchet and stripped the branches. I made notches here and there on the longer ones, and cut the shorter saplings into still shorter sections to use as cross pieces. With the aid of more duct tape, I quickly fashioned a travois with a crude seat and backrest where Mils could recline slightly with her bad leg. We met in college, when I was a sophomore and she was a junior, and both had a love of the theater and that is where we met and this trip began.We were preparing for the second play of the year, with the first performance scheduled for a couple of weeks after Spring break. I was working on sets and Jackie was a member of the cast, as well as working on costumes and makeup. I don't remember the name of the play any longer, but the cast was all female. Jackie and I were just nodding acquaintances. In response, he pushed his hot hard pelvis against my softer bottom and kept the assault on my ears and neck with delicious wet kisses and that glorious expert tongue. He had long since found the sensitive spot behind my neck and made sure it was truly put to use. I lay under my daddy and let him take control as he stimulated my sexual senses in the big white hotel bed. Once again he had me relaxed and my body felt it was floating despite being pinned under his naked chest and thighs, he slowly. Maybe I needed a nice, warm bath. After all, I was going to have the house to myself, for a while anyway.As I sauntered off toward the bathroom, I started to take my clothes off, throwing them aside without a care in the world. I could pick them up later, when I was done with my beloved bath.When I reached the bathroom, I turned the light on, closed the door, and marveled at my reflection in the mirror. I smiled proudly at my naked body and carefully observed every part of my womanly shape. My.