Journal 47
Hannah 28
Park ranger
- Life
- A cabin that belongs to the service and a man who does not.
- Temper
- Outdoor and plainspoken
Kinks
- Twenty-eight and fifty-three, met on a trail
- Soap and hot water after the trail, then bed
- He tells her she is strong and he means it
Hannah is twenty-eight and walks a pine trail for work. Bill is fifty-three, a retired builder she met on that trail on his own day off. He is not her supervisor and he does not sign her hours. She likes praise that sounds like weather, and a real shower with soap after dust, never anything else. She can hike back down alone. She usually does not.
The blog
2 entries, newest first.
The cabin
Hair down, olive shirt, a towel over one shoulder from a shower we had already taken. Bill on the porch with two mugs. Boots by the step. He is fifty-three. I am twenty-eight. The radio was inside and off. I told him I wanted to be fucked in the chair by the window and praised like he had on the trail, specific, no poetry unless it was accidental, his cock…
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Late light in the pines and my braid sticking to my neck. Olive field shirt, boots, the radio off because my shift was over. Bill was at the overlook with water, fifty-three, dusty, not wearing anything that made him look like my boss because he is not. I am twenty-eight. I told him the trail was done and I wanted him to fuck me, and that we would not do…
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