I didn’t really have to move anymore. We were now both standing in our underwear. I mean, yes, it was my dad, but he wasn’t even awake. I guess that makes sense since wet underwear just plain sucks when you are cold. I could feel the heat between my legs as it throbbed. My dad was out, a soft snore against the back of my head confirmed it. “Oh god.” I mumbled as my body started to shake. I’m freezing!”
“Ok.” I heard the rustling of the sleeping bag. He thrust one more time before easing his grip around my waist. I snuggled against him and settled all the way into the bag. We are soaked and muddy.” I pulled off my sweatshirt and wrung it out. They were already warm. Did he think I was her? I did feel his legs curl up against mine. It wasn’t a conscious effort, just something my body wanted. . No need to check.” But he didn’t move his arms. If I could open my eyes I would probably see tiny bolts coming from my fingertips and toes. . “You good there honey?” He looked over. One of the best.”
For a moment we watched as the ground turned into the Amazon river.
