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Offline Fuzzy Sights

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« on: September 03, 2003, 05:43:41 PM »
Was with a friend about 20 years ago driving around forest roads in the Cascade Mtns of Washnington State when we spotted an open mine shaft on a side hill, When we turned down the access road to check it out darned if a (yep, you guessed it) naked girl didn't run across the road in front of us. So I stopped and asked "Virgil, was that what I thought it was?" He says yep!, sure was. Honest to goodness, it was the last thing I expected to see out in the middle of nowhere so I didn't quite know what to make of it. Leave, wait for her to get dressed? Turned out, she was sunbathing in the middle of nowhere and thought it was safe to do so. Well, she was certainly safe with us but I bet she still talks about it to this day, we certainly do...Gary D.

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« Reply #1 on: September 06, 2003, 07:08:48 AM »
Well alright that got me to thinkin bout somethin I saw way back when I was just a pup. I've been wantin to post somethin on this strange things page, but I've never seen any hairy monsters, ghosts, or visitors from other planets, but I have seen my share of nekked women.

My folks lived near where a creek fed a water supply lake back in the early 60's, and in those days there was a road that circled that lake. It was a few miles from town following that road to the bottoms behind the house, and about the only folks to travel that old lake road were fishermen, and folks lookin for a place to be private.....iffn ya know what I mean.

I was just a kid, and had free range in those bottoms with an old shotgun, a hound, and boat we kept chained to a tree.

I was back there one Sunday afternoon riding my bicycle, and rode right up on four gals from town that were settin side by side on the creek bank with their bosoms bared to the winds.

They figured that they could hear anyone traveling in a vehicle coming in pleanty of time to get covered, but they didn't hear me.

Now I'd seen things like that in magazines, and maybe a glimpse of some family member from time to time, but that was the first time to see genuine bare bosoms on complete strangers........and eight of em in a row, now that was something.

They screamed and hollered some, and grabbed their shirts to cover what I'd already seen and asked me to turn my back while they put their shirts and what not on, and me bein the young gentleman that I was, complied.

We did visit some, and I escorted them most of the way back to town.

I've been a breast man ever since. :P  :P  :P
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Offline Dan Mich Trapper

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« Reply #2 on: September 06, 2003, 01:17:28 PM »
Now John , that is some story . The part about seeing some family member almost killed me . I thought I was the only one that may have experienced something so horrific . lol
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« Reply #3 on: September 08, 2003, 04:53:45 AM »
I too have been thinking of posting a story on this thread.  I will try to word it so no one gets offended.

When I was in my early teens I cowboyed for Gem County Cattle Co. up in Bear Valley which is where the Middle Fork of the Salmon River is born.

One day we were gathering some cattle to move accross Bear Balley Creek and we were going to take them up Sheep Creek for some better grass.

I was working along a side rode that went out along a little meadow and I noticed a car parked just off the track.  I wasn't paying too much attention but  most of the time in that country you didn't see cars.  It would mostly be a pickup of a jeep and most of the time we didn't see any vehicles at all.  

I spotted some cow critters up a draw behind the car and I cut accross to go up and herd them down with the bunch that I already had.  As soon as I got off the road I forgot the car and focused my attention on what I was doing.  I wasn't trying to be quiet but I guess my horse wasn't making much noise cause as I got even with where the car was, out in some brush, I came on little clearing about 20 feet accross and right in the middle were an guy and a gal doing something I hadn't ever seen before.  I guess the best way to put it is they had a blanket spread out and they were bare naked and having a wrestling match on the blanket.  

I hadn't ever seen such a thing before so I stopped on the edge of the clearing and watched for probably 5 minutes.  Yep, I was getting a real live education.  Well my horse wasn't interested at all and after about 5 minutes he decided to shake his head to get rid of a fly or something.

Well, the wrestling match and my education came to an abrupt end.  I have never seen anything so funny as that guy and that gal grabbing and running and curseing.  They jumped in the car and left me and my horse in a cloud of dust.

Reflecting on it now, I wonder how they tell this same story.

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