The Borrowing Game Ch. 02

Had she really invited me to their camp? And then what? I knew what I wanted, remembering her naked body with her fingers inside her. A repeat of the 'other' wouldn't be so bad, either.

But first, Aaron. I asked at the store where I might get cell phone service. The older lady behind the counter just laughed, "Ya got three options, girl," she said, pointing down the highway to the South, "Winnemucca's a hundred-twenty-one miles that way, you'll get cell service about three-quarters of the way there," then pointed the opposite way, "or to Burns a hundred-fourteen miles. Have to be almost right in Burns, though." She let out another little chuckle, "Or down toward Winnemucca, about fifteen miles, turn right at the junction, it's only a couple hundred miles to Highway 97 between Lakeview and Bend. You'll get service about the time you hit that highway." Then she added, "Course, if you have a satellite phone like most folks here... "

Yeah, right. Not exactly a lot of need for it in Manitou Springs.

There would be no call to Aaron. I know he's going to be worried about the lack of a phone call, but there wasn't a thing I could do about it. And I'll say one more time, if he hadn't meant it, he shouldna have said it. I just hoped...

I'll admit it was a little disappointing, only one older lady had seen me in my bikini top and shorts, and I don't think she even noticed.

I got back in the van, thankfully it started right up, battery fine, and I headed North toward Frenchglen, towards... what?