In keeping with my forest nymph theme, I will share with you an adventure I had nearly 2 years ago. This memory is one of my special moments, engraved forever in my mind. My escapade takes place on the eastside of Mt. St. Helens. I am on a solo backpacking trip to Goat Mountain Trail. I leave home on a Monday. It's the 2nd week of September. I have the whole area to myself. Just the way I like it.
The first mile and a quarter of the trail is steep with lots of switchbacks. A short distance turns into endless miles when you are toting a 50lb pack on your back! After enduring the uphill climb, the ground plateaus. Panoramic views of pristine lakes, green meadows, & the towering mountain side makes up for my aching back. This is my all time favorite backpacking spot. The trail weaves in and out of dead & live forest. Petrified trees turned ashen grey, are surrounded by a colorful display of wildflowers. I set up base camp at Deadman's Lake. In the early morning, I go off trail to explore the vast backcountry. During my day hike, I find an odd looking cliff. It looks to me like there may be something worth seeing on the top of it. I spend half a day climbing up the rocky slope, taking baby steps so I won't fall to my death, lol. When I finally reach the summit, I am well rewarded.
Atop this cliff, the ground is a level field of wildflowers lightly perfuming the air. Among the flowers are butterflies. There is such a variety of color in their wings. I see butterflies in colors I never knew existed. There are lavendar, baby blue, yellow, neon green, orange, & multicolored butterflies. Dozens of beautiful butterflies busily lapping nectar from their hosts, takes my breath away. The sky is blue, the sun is shining, and all around me are butterflies. My mind and body responds to its surroundings. I shed my daypack and clothing. I lay down on a soft blanket I brought with me and part my legs. A gentle breeze plays with my hair. My hands caress my body, eventually working their way to my most erogenous zones. Here I am, a naked woman laying in the midst of flowers & butterflies, touching herself while moaning softly. There are no nearby bushes or trees. I am out in the open for all the world to see, and no one to see it. Knowing this heightens my arousal. As I grow closer to climax, the butterflies come closer to me. There are butterflies floating past my eyes. Butterflies land on my body, some resting, some mating. I feel as if I am a part of their ritual. I feel as if I am one of them, a beautiful butterfly. In my fantasy world, the butterflies and I cum together. What a beautiful day that was
On a different note, my website is complete, but it looks like I will need to get new photos done. I need a high quality amateur or cheap professional photographer ASAP!
My phone # is 206 999 8962. It is my playphone so it is completely safe to call anytime and leave messages if I do not answer personally. I am still sending out my info sheet &
pictures via email. I am still the same person with the same views and desires as I was 7 weeks ago. I am still desiring playmates for mutual satisfaction
