Adventures in Hiking

By Jay Lucas

Greg is driving in Montana at night to meet up with his hiking group that is leaving in the morning. Only wanting a pleasant time taking pictures and spending time outdoor, he is not expecting anything else. After breaking up with his girl friend, he thinks time away on one of his hiking trips will help.

When his Jeep breaks down at a small town gas station, he scrambles to get to his group before they leave without him. He meets Jessie who offers no help as he notices something off with her but is too concerned with finding a place to sleep and a ride to his meetup spot. He makes a deal with Jessie to camp outside at her place and for her to take him to his destination in the morning.

Greg soon finds out that Jessie is more than he expected with more parts than a normal girl should have. Jessie is also running a webcam operation and Greg is forced to watch. Not expecting to experiment with her, Greg soon finds himself wanting too. Will he make his trip? Will he discover something about himself while staying with Jessie.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jay Lucas
• Release date: Jun 21, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005511067

Jay Lucas

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Adventures in Hiking

Jay Lucas

Transgender Erotica

Greg Ford drove past the state line entering Montana thinking that this trip was more needed than any other trip he took before. It was not the most dangerous, but the trip offered him the most reward when it came to his mental health since breaking up with his girlfriend. Dealing with his parents was an easy thing as they only cared about his grades in college. His ex-girlfriend, Rachel only wanted to make sure she was with him because of the wealth attached to him by his parents.

Fishing offered a getaway from life that nothing else could give. While away he did not feel attached to a college classroom or the stress of his parents nagging him. It still required skill and Greg felt that even this required mental energy he currently did not have. The only thing that he wanted to do now was to enjoy the sights of being far removed from the world and to take pictures of his time away.

It was something he did as a hobby like fishing, but nothing serious like his wild excursions into the wilderness to fish. This trip was a guided one that offered five days of brutal backpacking to see sights very few people get to see. Greg knew it was just what he wanted as it offered a different area of the wilderness he never saw before.

The more he drove into the north part of Montana the more civilization seemed to dwindle away. Fewer and fewer cars and trucks and more and more scenery came into view. The daylight was fading away as he knew it was just a little more than hour away. The sense of losing yourself to the surroundings came to him as did a smile knowing that his getaway was about to happen.

The meeting spot for the group was a clearing in a field across from an old storage building. Greg looked it up on a satellite view before he left, and it was just out of town and close to the mountain that they would be hiking on. It was not a strenuous mountain hike, but it did involve some inclines and some rough patches of stone. It was now just a matter of finding the turnoff for the town exit.

Wondering why the lights in his Jeep began to dim came to him and adjusting the switch again only caused it to flicker into nothing. The headlights went out next and he could see that his Jeep was losing power. The engine was running strong, but the power was dropping. He was just shy of the town exit he needed to get off at and he was still in the middle of nowhere in the dead of night.

Russ’s Gas Station had its lights still on and Greg figured it was the perfect spot to head into and check out what was wrong with his Jeep. In his mind he knew it was the battery or the alternator. He wanted to scream that of all things to happen, his Jeep breaking down was the worst. It was brand new Jeep too with less than ten thousand miles on it and problems seemed to follow it as this was just another thing to go wrong with it.

Pulling into the gas station, he could tell that he was far from civilization and from anything modern. The gas pumps looked like they were forty or fifty years old and everything about the store inside the gas station screamed old. The only positive part of the place was that it was open.

Greg popped the hood and saw that his battery was fried. He had a bit of experience with fixing cars, and he just knew that the battery was what gave out and not anything else. It was new and he figured it was an easy fix; the only problem was location and time. He knew that time was a pressing issue as the tour guide said they would leave at a certain time with or without you.

The only thing now was to see if they had a battery in the store or if the person in there knew of a place to get a battery. The guide was leaving at seven in the morning, so timing was everything. The pressure of making it happen was everything. The worst thing would be to leave his Jeep here and catch a ride to the meeting spot.

He opened the door to see a simple gas station store filled with just food and beer. It didn't look too outdated, and the place was clean inside from what he could see. There was nobody in the store, but he knew it was almost midnight too.

He heard footsteps come out of the backroom and a female-ish voice call out, Can I help you?

Her accent was not that strong, and she looked quite plain in her appearance even though her voice sounded a bit off. He figured she had to be in her mid-twenties. She had short, straight brown hair that almost touched her shoulders and wore a baseball hat that probably hid her bangs. Her white polo shirt had the name Jessie on the top right corner. Her face was thin just like her body, although her shirt pushed out somewhat with what he thought were medium-sized breasts. Her jeans were ripped, but it looked like she bought them that way.

Having some car trouble. Do you sell batteries here? Jeep broke down and I think it might be the battery…I hope it’s just the battery.

Nope. You need to go to Jack’s auto repair for that. He opens at ten. I can call you a tow, but that might take awhile, she replied with a nonchalant tone of not caring.

Shit. I need to get to Fisher. Do you know if there is someone that could take me? Greg asked, figuring if he left his car here, he could still make it to the meeting spot. It was a little over an