Cleanup and a momentary calm.

Nadya, satisfied that she milked my cock dry sits up and leans backward. Her sweaty boobs shine in the sun as she chuckles saying,

"Well, it certainly felt like the medicine works, the bucking of your hips against my chest felt quite lively at the end. I think I can start to ask you to help out now your leg isn't busted."

"What did you have in mind?" I ask.

"Cleaning, gathering supplies, improving the camp site... I've been happy with your 'prowess' so far but I don't accept deadweight no matter how sexy they are." She winks.

I start by fetching water to start washing our lunch dishes and my clothing. I grab a large empty storage jug and walk to a stream I saw feeding the bathing pool and begin to fill it with water. While I fill the jug, I get the distinct feeling I'm being watched and hurry to fill the jug as fast as possible as bead of sweat begins to form on my neck.

"Truce of the watering hole my ass" I think to myself as I the jug approaches being full. "Kipling got that one wrong."

My muscles strain as I lift and begin to carry the jug back to the hut. Going is... slow, the added weight of the jug makes balancing difficult, and each unsteady step threatens to send me sprawling. I start to think about how Nadya's feet moved as I watched her before her 'ride'. I attempt to mirror her technique, deliberately placing the balls of my feet on rocks and uneven ground. I start to shift weight elegantly as I move, each snap of the undergrowth providing feedback allowing me to further refine my movements.

I start to feel the land beneath my feet, each step a conversation with the earth placement, pressure and rhythm bringing me in sync with the land.

"Perhaps this is more karate kid than jungle book I think to myself as the feeling of being watched fades." Though I'd take Nadya over Mr. Miyagi any day I chuckle to myself.

I notice a game trail where the grass has been bent down on the way back and take a short detour to follow it. I lose track of the path quickly but find some vibrant blue flowers that should contrast the green of Nadya's eyes well. As I reach down, I notice a cloven hooved depression in the ground by the flower’s roots. I feel a momentary sense of unease thinking back to Nadya's story as I tuck the flowers in my back pocket and resume my journey back. I quickly fall back into practicing Nadya's movements, the movements of a hunter.

By the time a arrive back at the hut I look almost graceful carrying the jug. I place down the jug and start to wash our lunch bowls using a basin.

As I start to wrap up the dishes Nadya approaches. I offer her the flowers I plucked earlier by gently weaving them into her dark brown hair.

"The queen of the jungle should have a crown, and these do bring out the sylvan green of your eyes Nadya." I say with reverence. The flowers highlight her hair as beautiful as any sapphires in a civilized crown.

For once Nadya is on the backfoot as she blushes.

I continue, "Maybe their is a place for me in your royal court?"

She grabs her chin and muses, "You are quite the charming subject, maybe I'll take you as consort?"

"What about king!" I ask with mock afront.

Nadya smiles and laughs, "Aren't you the ambitious suitor, I won't that's impossible. You do possess some talent, I saw you practicing your movements earlier."

Its my turn to blush, "Well your a great teacher and I don't want to be as much of a sitting duck in the jungle. Speaking of which, I felt like I was being watched at the pool, are you sure we are alone out here?"

Nadya pauses for a long moment in thought,

"Well, there are plenty of natural threats: Jaguars, Tigers and the Like. Unnatural: like poachers and clueless men with big cocks" she says gently ribbing me "and ...." She cuts herself off and thinks. A worried expression slowly darkens her face. She seems to change what she was going to say and starts.

"The weather around here can be dangerous; thunderstorms can be particularly deadly... I can take care of myself. If you see lighting run and find shelter."

I look up at the crystal blue sky and laugh, "I thought you were going to say something genuinely scary there. Who hasn't experienced a thunderstorm and it's a cloudless day? Just make sure you’re not the tallest object and it never strikes twice right?"

"What you learned back home isn't always reliable, just promise me to run for shelter if it comes to it." Nadya replies and then switching topics "Thanks for cleaning and getting water, maybe we start on evening activities" she says with a wink.