Fran and Max Go Camping

by

Goldenpoet67
(Goldenpoet67@aol.com)

Fran and Max were wanting a weekend getaway. They had it all planned out. Three days at Big Bear Lake. Romance, camping, fishing. They were to leave Friday afternoon. "Honey, I can't wait to have you all to myself this weekend," Max told Fran.

Fran said, "Me to, Sweetie, it'll be fun. Friday rolls around. They double check to make sure they have what they need. Max rents a car . They take the 3 hour drive, and fine the perfect camp site.

Max gets a fire going, and they eat. "Isn't this nice, Honey? Fran asked. "it is," Max said as they snuggled.

They pitched their tent. They had fun, laughing with one another, because it took them a while to get the tent up. Fran retrieves the sleeping bags. She smiled as she thought of the next three days. They went to sleep.

Fran and Max had a lot planned for the next day. Fran kept waking up, she would hear differnet noises, and it was hard to get used to. Finally, she slept. The next morning, Max wakes her up by tickling her. He had the coffee ready, and they drank some, smiling and talking of the days events.

They wanted to begin with fishing after breakfast. The ate, and then hiked to a fishing spot not far away from camp. Fran had never fished before, so Max was going to teach her how. "This should be interesting, "he laughed.

He shows her how to cast, bait, the whole nine yards.She goes to cast , but the hook got caught in a tree. She got the giggles, watching Max try and unhook it from the tree. "Don't fall, Max," she said. "Max said, "I won't." He strains until he gets the hook. "there." he said, "Fran, please be careful." he said as he climbed down the tree.

Fran was still giggling, so she had to compose herself before trying again. This time, she gets it right. It wasn't long before she caught a fish.

She was so excited, she was pulling on the pole, and Max was helping her. "You're doing good, Fran," he helps her reel it in. It was a big catfish. "Not bad, Fran, for the first one." he said. Fran was happy. She caught a fish.

Max caught several himself. "I hope you like fish, darling, we will eat a lot of it in the next 2 days." Max said. He showed her how to prepare it on the campfire. Fran grossed out when it came to some of it. "I hope it tastes better than it looks." she said.

Max laughed, "Oh, it will, you'll see", Max said.Max was right, it was delicious. Max and Fran enjoyed talking and being together. The only thing Fran didn't like about camping was the mosquitos and no indoor plumbing. She brought a lot of moist towelettes for the trip.

She wasn't complaining, she prepared for it. Max and Fran made love under the stars that night. Fran slept like a log this time. She had hoped they could eat something different the next day. She was getting a little tired of fish.

The next morning, Max brought her in for some real food, he spotted a restaurant a few miles back. "Is this better, sweetheart?" he asked. "Much."Fran answered. They enjoyed breakfast. They decided to go home early. They went back to camp and broke it all down and packed up.

"Honey, this was great." Fran said. "Max said, "it was, we'll do it again."They went home, and enjoyed telling everyone about the fish Fran caught. the end

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