"What about Jessie, Danny?" I didn't know what to say really, I just wanted to have her with me every day.
"I need you, Jillian. I love Jessie, maybe she won't want to marry me if you move in, but I want you to." She looked confused. "I want to, but I don't want to hurt Jessie."
"I don't want to either." She didn't respond, the mood changed, the rain let up. She fell asleep against me, still sharing her sleeping bag.
When we awoke in the morning she was in a better mood. She lay part out of the sleeping bag, her arms stretched above her, one breast exposed.
"Good morning, Danny." I leaned over and kissed her collar bone, she giggled.
"I have an orange for you." I pulled two out of my bag and placed one on her belly.
"Peel it for me?" We were quiet, I studied the nipple of her exposed breast. It was hard in the cool morning air. I peeled her orange for her and placed a wedge to her lips. She took it into her mouth and sucked on my fingers gently.
"You like my orange?" A little bit of the juice ran down her cheek when she bit into the wedge.
"Yes, sir. I still kinda like you too." She smirked, crinkled her tiny nose at me. I tickled her side, she wiggled around wildly, laughed and screeched, revealing more of her body to me. I stopped, fed her another orange slice. I kissed her lips, she stuck her tongue in my mouth. I leaned over her again and we made out, licked the orange juice from each other's lips. When I began on her neck and started to suckle her small breast with need, she stopped me.
"Quit kissin' my boob so I can get dressed. We should finish the oranges and go for a walk."
"It's going to be muddy, we should stay in the tent so we won't get dirty." She smiled.
"Like we're not gonna get dirty if we stay in the tent..." I watched her put fresh panties and bra on. They were another pair of black, lacy panties. She watched me watching her as she hid her treasures.
"Don't worry, you'll get to see 'em again...if you're fun."
There wasn't much to do with her, it was too cool to swim and too muddy to walk very far in the woods. We wandered around the campsites and then down to the lake.
"So you wanna fish a little?" She was dressed in tight jeans, tennis shoes, and a little pink vest, pretty much the opposite of outdoorsy. I had two poles and basic tackle gear in my backpack.
"Ok, but I might just watch."
"Sweetheart, nobody watches fishing." She pouted and pulled at her vest.
"But I don't wanna get gunk on my cute vest..." I took her hand and guided her down onto a platform of rocks beside the water. It was a little windy, her hair was blowing around her pretty face. We sat down and I messed with the poles.
"You look sexy down by the lake when it's all windy." She blushed, gave me a kiss on the cheek.
"So, if I move in with you, when would you want me to?" She'd been thinking about it. I smiled, I had one pole ready to cast.
"Tomorrow when we get home?"
"Ok." I stood up and cast the line with an artificial lure then handed the pole to her. Using live bait would of turned her off for sure.
"What do I do?!" I laughed.
"Jilly, just hold the pole and gently wind it in. If that red ball disappears just wind quicker. I'll show you how to cast it when you get it back in." I figured we'd have hours of nothing, she'd get bored after a half hour, then we could just talk and pretend to fish. I was in the middle of assembling the second pole when she began to get nervous.
"Danny, Danny, Danny! The red ball disappeared!" I looked out, the water wasn't exactly calm.
"It's probably just the waves, do you feel any yanking on the line?"
"Yes!" I dropped what I was working on and told her to wind quicker.
"I don't know what I'm doing, help!" I put my arms around her and held the pole, there was the definite tugging of a fish on the other end. I started winding it for her, told her when to yank the pole back. The fish came out of the water easily, it was a small sunfish. I laughed, she was giddy.
"I caught a fish, Danny!"
"I know, you're a fisherwoman now." I brought the wiggling fish toward her so she could see up close.
"Take her off the hook, Danny!" I removed the hook from the fish's mouth.
"You get to throw her back, Jilly." She took the fish and kissed it behind the gills, told it she was sorry then threw it back into the lake. I laughed.
"You just kissed a fish."
"It was a traumatic experience for her." I hugged her, picked her pole up off the ground.
"Want me to show you how to cast now?" She shook her head.
"I already caught my fish, I get to watch now." I cast and set the pole down, took the other pole apart and sat with her against me on the rock for a few minutes in silence.
"I love you, Jillian." She wrapped her arms around me and kissed my neck.
"I know, you're my lover." I giggled, she said it so silly and girlie. We spent most of the morning out by the lake, no more fish bites, plenty of human bites before we returned to our camp site. A ranger drove by and talked to us for a bit, mentioned that it was going to thunderstorm again in the late afternoon. When he left I asked Jill if she wanted to go home early.
"Kinda, but I really wanna finish our vacation."
"We could go back to my house and finish our vacation, move you in too..." She jumped me.
"Ok, let's go!" We were packed and back on the road in under an hour. She was back in her sunglasses sitting next to me for our drive home.
"First thing I'm gonna do is take a shower, then I'll make us a vacation dinner."
"I need to take a shower too, we should conserve water." She blushed underneath her glasses.
