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Bela

... her. It had become quickly apparent that she had no idea what it would mean to hike and sl**p out doors at this time of year. Luckily, I had the means to adapt to this situation since I had the keys to my friend’s hut. At this time of year, it paid to have a contingency plan. I wasn’t sure what Bela was going to think of the hut though. I sipped my tea and keenly felt her presence beside me. I’d never taken a girl up in to the hills before, and certainly never imagined taking one as young and beautiful as Bela. ”It is so lovely” she had said when the Land Rover crested the last ridge before the wide valley opened up before us. I’d pulled to the side and stopped the engine. ”You don’t have such beautiful mountains in Serbia too?” I asked. She shrugged. ”Maybe. I don’t know. You see things different when you are away from home. Back there, you see only your life. Here it is very different.” I’d nodded, though I was not really on the same page. I was used to travelling and seeing the world. For me, human beauty was ephemeral, but nature never ceased to impress me. I told her this, and her eyes sparkled at my enthusiasm. I became ever more aware of her smile and the way her cheeks dimpled. ”Cock?” I asked. ”Very much.” I smiled and frowned at the same time, and then turned the key. The engine kicked over and coughed to life. She laughed at me, and I saw she was teasing me, flirting. Dusk was only two hours away and we had yet to eat a hot meal. ”It looks like a barn” she said as ...

... we drew up in the small clearing beside the hut. ”Originally it probably was” I replied. Sverre had modernised the small building, but in Norway this still meant cold water and a black iron stove. For all their progressive mania, Norwegians still loved to live it rough sometimes. When I showed Bela the bedroom she turned down the corners of her mouth. ”Its freezing!” she exclaimed. I grinned and set about making dinner. I was starving and also, I had a tense nervous excitement fluttering in my chest. Twenty two made her far younger than any woman I had ever been with, but it was neither i*****l nor immoral as far as I could see. I lit the stove and then brought in the food from the car. ”Is there no electricity?” she asked, her phone in hand. ”I need to recharge this.” ”You're in the wildnerness now” I smiled. She stared at me for a moment and then put the phone away. ”Can I help?” she asked. ”We need wood for the stove. Its stacked behind the house” I replied. The hut only really had two rooms and a small cubicle that served as a bathroom. The stove kept the main room nice and snug but the bedroom remained cool. After we’d eaten, sitting by the only window that looked out across the darkening valley, she looked about the room and asked where I was going to sl**p. I walked over to a wooden cubbard and opened it, folding out the mattress that was concealed within. As I was cleaning up the dishes and utensils, she came up behind me. ”This is a strange place. I think usually I ...