He hoped it wasn't beans.He decided to get the stink off of him before going into the camp, and altered his direction of travel to bypass the wagon an... go directly to the creek. He had to go amongst the inevitable Cottonwood trees to get to the water, which was barely a trickle. Turning, he walked upstream toward the wagon, hoping to find a pool. His boots made almost no sound on the sandy bottom of the creek bed.He was almost to the wagon when he found the pool, but was unprepared to find. Four hours early. I guess I was used to things like that. Kirsten had been out shopping a couple of days earlier, Marsha helped her pick out an outfit. It was a pale Orange color, nearly peach I guess. Off the shoulder on one side, with a single strap on the other. The upper portion was waistless, about even to the top of her pubic hair it flared out in ruffles. She showed it to me, holding it up. It was completely unlike anything Kirsten would ever pick for herself, or even wear. I told her it. More

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