Chapter 4On day two of their camping weekend, Tasso suggested they go trekking. The sky was a vivid blue and the forest was alive with the sounds of birds and insects.
“Do I need to bring anything?” asked Dane, pulling on his walking boots.
“Water and a towel. We might want to go swimming. There’s no telling how hot we’re going to get.”
Dane’s c**k twitched at the mere hint of another encounter with Tas.
They set off early in the morning, before the heat got too fierce. Dead leaves crunched under the thick soles of their boots, but surprisingly, the layer directly beneath was relatively damp.
“The canopy,” Tas explained. “Filters out the worst of the heat.”
As Tas navigated them through the forest, Dane kept an eye out for anything resembling a snake. A couple of false-sightings got
