Leshell

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There was only the rock and how it made her feel—like a virgin. Cheek, chest, belly, hips. She was closer to it than she’d ever been to anybody. She clung to it for dear life and begged it to never let her go. Her crotch tightened as she looked down at the air between her and a field of boulders. Her fingers caressed the warm granite, searching for that sweet spot.
Leshell
"Like a viiiiirgin, rock climbing for the very first time."
Ranger Confidential: Living, Working, and Dying in the National Parks
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