herself into the woods.

Danny drew in a sharp breath and **** herself onward into the thick line of trees the moment the contraction waned. She had just managed to get beyond the first couple when the next contraction started to rise up over her and cause her legs to lock up. Moaning in pain she reached out and caught a large oak branch as her legs gave out succumbing to the tremendous pressure between them. Desperately clinging to the tree, which was the only thing keeping her from falling down the embankment in front of her, she gathered her resolve. Voices came over from the parking lot and she knew she must have been visible to anyone looking even remotely into the woods as she knew she hadn’t penetrated deep enough to hide her. Frantically she looked around and realized that the embankment was her only chance as it was a good four feet deep. Yet letting go was no option as her legs felt like wet noodles under her body, and the tree branch she had grabbed was actually attached to a trunk a good foot down the sloop.

The contraction peaked just as the plan coalesced, summoning what remained of her will, she managed **** her legs back under her just in order to get her balance and allow her to move, with the aid of gravity toward the tree trunk. Slowly, she lowered herself until at last she slid to the ground, then still using the tree for support, she turned and managed to slide on her back the remainder of the way down the embankment. The whole time she heard the voiced from the parking lot getting louder and closer, then it happened, the sharp staccato scream for help. Had someone spotted her? She looked up the embankment, expecting to see people running to her, but instead she only saw blue sky. Then it hit her as the contraction ebbed clearing her mind, Macy. Someone must have found her that’s the commotion. Quickly she **** her legs under her and used the distraction to get deeper into the woods.

Despite the fact that the bus ride home took upwards of seventy minutes, she actually only lived some ten minutes away walking distance. The problem was Lake Possentifell, which took up most of that distance, and made the walk around about thirty-five minutes on a good day. Yet there was a shorter method, which she had used on more than one occasion. Before getting pregnant, back in what she called her fit days, she would strip nude and simply swim the distance, but this wouldn’t do on days during the winter, so she had been **** to make other arrangements. That was when she found them, the school had several canoes that they would leave at the lakes shore. One day when she wasn’t feeling particularly like swimming she managed to get one and hide it with a set of paddles in a small overhang of trees that hid a cove. From that point on, she would quickly cross the lake to go home and nobody could stop her.

Though the cove was close, just on the other side of the embankment and then down by the water, she knew she would have to **** herself up the other side. Instantly Macys’ words came back to her that two much straining will speed things up. Still, taking into account the last few contractions, she wasn’t sure she would be able to stay on her feet walking the long way.