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Area: talk.bizarre Date: 17 Oct 93 21:32:25 From: nikolai kingsley To: all Subj: half an hour later Half an hour later, she was leaning against the trunk of a tree so broad she couldn't wrap her arms all the way around it. The tree grew at a fifteen degree angle, just comfortable enough to lean against while the warm rain filtered down through the canopy. She closed her eyes and listened to the whispering, the creaking sounds, the occasional chirrup of insects here, there, now close by, now far off. None of it mattered. There wasn't any danger here; she didn't have to keep a machete handy in case a snake decided to chomp on her. It was just her, the jungle and the feel of wet bark against her buttocks. She leaned her head back a bit further, the back of her head bumping against the tree, exposing her throat to the world in general, opening her mouth wide to catch some rain. It tasted cool, fresh, uncontaminated; like water should taste. She laughed, and shook droplets from her face, her hair flying out in dark brown wet rat-tails, curly ringlets springing back. She sighed, her exhalation blowing more drops of rain into the air, and then bent down to open the plastic tube that she'd hidden her clothes in. She twisted off the end and extracted a cream-coloured ribbed tank top, a military green canvas shirt, an abbreviated pair of black lacy cotton briefs and, smiling, her jeans, her faded, worn, ripped-at-the-knees, been-through-hell-and-back trousers de Nimes. The clothes were damp to start with, and within minutes, they were not exactly sopping, more dunked-in-water-and-wrung-out, with the associated lack of stretchability in the denim and canvas. The tank-top went on easily enough, hanging from her shoulders, dancing loosely around her breasts, dropping in two peaked lines from her nipples down towards her hips. As she bent down to put her foot into the briefs, she thought of the Shaman of Wabimbe, and how she'd giggled hysterically at the way he'd pronounced the word 'juju'. She started laughing again, almost falling over while trying to balance on one foot, the other held a few inches off the ground. "Juju ... ju ju ju ju ju. Hee hee hee." After managing to get her legs into the leg-holes, she tugged the briefs up to her hips, then leaned back against the tree again as * Origin: madoh'a, lutlhab-pa' MARMOSET! (3:632/103.666)
Area: talk.bizarre Date: 17 Oct 93 22:38:28 From: nikolai kingsley To: all Subj: the previous post Never mind. You had to BE there. * Origin: madoh'a, lutlhab-pa' MARMOSET! 3:632/103.666) |
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