So, I'm working in a bush camp in Northern Canada. Usually the complaint with these jobs is that your stuck in the middle of nowhere with a bunch of smelly, hairy guys and nothing else. Although for now there's only 200 people, the fact that there's some eye candy makes life seem a little less like prison.
It's cold here too, average -40 with wind chill since December. So the bigger problem isn't living in a sausage factory as it is that the women that are here are usually overdressed. Now there's at least three who have caught my attention, and I would gladly volunteer myself to keep them warm.
Never really gave much thought to it, but I've realized just how varied my attraction is. I mean we've all heard of the preference thing, boob man, ass man, leg man. I have them too, I've always Ben partial to redheads. But I keep catching myself looking at three consistently, and I promise my thoughts are nothing but dirty. But those are different stories.
First one is s first nations girl, now don't get me wrong I've always pictured myself marrying a native. Not how life's played out, but most native women don't have asses, and most I've met are a little less feminine and a lot more fiesty. Now, from a strictly physical standpoint, she is very feminine. Hard to be sure with the cold weather, parkas and overdressing to stay warm. But she seems like the type of girl that takes pride in looking good. Long black hair down to her ass, and she actually has one, looks like she died the tips red. She tends to wear tighter jeans to show off her curves, usually in Uggs. What really seems to do it though is her smile and skin, ever since going to Hawaii, I've taken a liking to darker skin and when she smiles it is large and beautiful. Too bad I'm usually thinking something else when I'm looking at her mouth.
Next, a tiny blonde. Honestly, she doesn't seem to have much of a form at all. I think its the tiny that does it, she usually has her hair tied back, its pretty frizzy when its down. Can't be much more than 5'2" and 120lbs. Again its hard tob tell |