One day after climbing Jason asked, “what are you doing in two weeks?” “Nothing” I replied noncommittally, “well I need a fix of real rock, so I’m going to go to the bay, and I would love it if you could come” Jason continued, of course I agreered, the next day at work I arranged to take the time off, and started to prepare and glean as much information as possible about the place, luckily Jason was providing most of the gear so that made my life easer, the bay or Whanganui bay, is on the shore of lake Taupo in the centre of New Zealand’s north island, it is a very secluded spot, there is a settlement of the local Maori people, but they lived in maximum simplicity, no power running water, the only phone was in the meeting house and only for emergencies, but other than that it was totally cut off from the outside world, it sounded like paradise but nothing any one said would prepare me for what I would find or experience
. A week later I was still buzzing from my first climb, and many nights I lay awake thinking of climbing and of course Jason, I found myself fanaticising about climbing with him and what he would really be like, as for cat, well she was completely the opposite, she got noting out of it and having all her advances on Jason clearly turned down she never wanted to climb again. But I needed an excuse to go back, to climb again, and of course to see Jason again, I was starting to obsess and needed to get it straight, I made my decision I would go to the climbing wall
. . I continued licking the juicy hole of my Mother until a new urge hit me
One day after climbing Jason asked, “what are you doing in two weeks?” “Nothing” I replied noncommittally, “well I need a fix of real rock, so I’m going to go to the bay, and I would love it if you could come” Jason continued, of course I agreered, the next day at work I arranged to take the time off, and started to prepare and glean as much information as possible about the place, luckily Jason was providing most of the gear so that made my life easer, the bay or Whanganui bay, is on the shore of lake Taupo in the centre of New Zealand’s north island, it is a very secluded spot, there is a settlement of the local Maori people, but they lived in maximum simplicity, no power running water, the only phone was in the meeting house and only for emergencies, but other than that it was totally cut off from the outside world, it sounded like paradise but nothing any one said would prepare me for what I would find or experience
. A week later I was still buzzing from my first climb, and many nights I lay awake thinking of climbing and of course Jason, I found myself fanaticising about climbing with him and what he would really be like, as for cat, well she was completely the opposite, she got noting out of it and having all her advances on Jason clearly turned down she never wanted to climb again. But I needed an excuse to go back, to climb again, and of course to see Jason again, I was starting to obsess and needed to get it straight, I made my decision I would go to the climbing wall
. . I continued licking the juicy hole of my Mother until a new urge hit me
One day after climbing Jason asked, “what are you doing in two weeks?” “Nothing” I replied noncommittally, “well I need a fix of real rock, so I’m going to go to the bay, and I would love it if you could come” Jason continued, of course I agreered, the next day at work I arranged to take the time off, and started to prepare and glean as much information as possible about the place, luckily Jason was providing most of the gear so that made my life easer, the bay or Whanganui bay, is on the shore of lake Taupo in the centre of New Zealand’s north island, it is a very secluded spot, there is a settlement of the local Maori people, but they lived in maximum simplicity, no power running water, the only phone was in the meeting house and only for emergencies, but other than that it was totally cut off from the outside world, it sounded like paradise but nothing any one said would prepare me for what I would find or experience
. A week later I was still buzzing from my first climb, and many nights I lay awake thinking of climbing and of course Jason, I found myself fanaticising about climbing with him and what he would really be like, as for cat, well she was completely the opposite, she got noting out of it and having all her advances on Jason clearly turned down she never wanted to climb again. But I needed an excuse to go back, to climb again, and of course to see Jason again, I was starting to obsess and needed to get it straight, I made my decision I would go to the climbing wall
. . I continued licking the juicy hole of my Mother until a new urge hit me
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