Field experience: Day 1- breaking the seal
I work for a small environmental consulting agency in Oregon as basically a forester. We go out into the Oregon, Idaho and Washington and measure trees. This past summer I had an intern, to maintain privacy I will call her Lizz. Lizz was around 4ft 3 in, was pretty flat chested and had a large bulbous ass, which I would often stare at hiking behind her. She was a blonde, with blue eyes and had fairly high cheek bones, leading a somewhat chubby cheeked look.
The first day, she did not realiz
A few weeks back I had a great conversation with a woman friend who for several years after college had worked as a forester. Being the curious sort, I inquired about what tasks she did, where she had worked, and what skills she had learned that were useful in her new career. At some point, I asked what was the favorite part of her job.
Without a moment's hesitation she replied, "getting paid to pee outdoors."
