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Dr. Alex Robbins Expedition Journal: Day 13
The
camp and support facilities are essentially complete. We are still missing a
few items which did not make it into the initial
shipment from the Foundation. Some of the items arrived yesterday at Harra, where they are being held
for pickup. Kate traveled there late yesterday with Ibrahim,
Ali the supervisor’s boy, to pick the shipment up in the We finished up the baseline survey of the old lakeshore and village area yesterday. Nothing particularly noteworthy is visible on the surface other than a few mounds, which are most likely the remains. Our intention is to run a few test trenches to see if we can determine a level of occupation and some dating. I plan to ask Ali to put a team on that today.
I
also intend to do a basic survey of the temple area today. While the
structure appears to be largely intact, due to the heavy stone construction,
time and vandalism appear to have eradicated most of the surface decoration
and what few artifacts that are visible are seriously
damaged. I suspect that the damage is ancient in origin, given
the fact that the site is a few days travel on foot from the The basic survey will allow us to determine points for exploratory digging. Hopefully we can locate something that will give us some clue as to what this place was. ***** “You almost ready to go, daddy?” The sound of his daughter’s voice interrupted Alex Robbins' reverie. Turning around from the laptop in which he had been typing his journal entry, Alex looked back at the tent entrance to see Ashley standing there, with an expression of impatience upon her face. Seeing her outfit, he remarked with a chuckle, “Who are you supposed to be, Lara Croft? The slim, dark-haired girl was dressed in a plain white tank top and brown cargo shorts. Khaki knee socks disappeared into ankle high work boots and she had borrowed her mother’s knee and elbow pads to protect her arms and legs should she have to crawl around. A desert camo boonie hat, bright red scarf around her neck, round lensed sunglasses, and web belt with an attached canteen completed the ensemble. “Do you like it,” she asked as she spun in place to model her outfit, her ponytail whipping around her. “I call it archeologist chic.” ‘Well, it is a tad too chic, I think,” her father replied with a slight frown, turning serious. “You are going to burn pretty badly in that top, out in the sun—and you are probably going to upset some of the workers. Their culture tends to frown upon women running around in immodest clothing, and that top is too revealing, especially since you don’t have anything on underneath it. You are thirteen, almost fourteen years old. That’s a kid back in the states, but things are different here.” “It’s too hot to wear a lot,” Ashley pouted. “Besides, this looks hawt.” “Exactly. Look, Ash, do your old man a favor and put a shirt on over that. Your mother has a couple of work shirts. Just roll the sleeves up and tie it around the waist. It will keep you out of the sun, be loose enough to not be too hot and it will avoid problems with the workers.” With a sigh which griped, I am SO abused, Ashley sulked her way over to the trunk that held her mother’s work gear and bent over it, rummaging around for a shirt. Her shorts, which had been hanging loosely on her before, tightened and molded themselves to her round ass cheeks as she stretched over in the bend. Gazing at the surfeit of young, but shapely feminity displayed before him, Alex couldn’t help thinking that his daughter did, indeed, look “hawt.” Because of the crowded camp conditions and the close proximity of Ashley in the same tent, it had been over two weeks since he and Kate had fucked. The lack of sex and the vision of the girl before him began to have an effect on Alex. Almost of its own accord, Alex's cock began to stiffen despite the fact that it was his own daughter bent over in front of him. Trying to avoid a train of thought that he did not want to follow, Alex turned around at the table and started typing on the laptop, so that Ash might not see his state of excitement when she turned around. The last thing he needed at this point were awkward questions from Ash, there was enough to deal with given the mysterious nature of his current project. Ashley dug a khaki shirt out of the trunk and shrugged it on, buttoning a few of the buttons and tying it off just about her belt. “How’s this,” she asked, striking a pose in front of the trunk. Alex turned his head to look back over his shoulder at his daughter, afraid to turn around where she could get a clear view of his crotch. Dammit, he thought, she put the shirt on but you can still see her nipples poking through the t-shirt underneath because she didn't button it up far enough. Alex's cock, which had just begun to subside, hardened again. Kate and I need to get some “quality” time soon, or I am going to go nuts, thought Alex. “Better—once you roll the sleeves up and button a few more of those buttons. Go ahead and head down to the temple. I have a few things I have to wrap up here and I need to have a talk with Ali so we can get the trenches going. Go ahead and take a look around, but try not to disturb anything until I get there. I should only be 10-15 minutes.” “Ya know dad, I am not a TOTAL noob,” replied Ash with a roll of her eyes, I have been spending summer expeditions with you and mom since FOREVER.” “Yes, yes, I know,” Alex said with a smile. “Just be careful, alright.” “Ooohkay. Just YOU don’t take too long to get there or I will find something amazing and take all the credit!” Sticking her tongue out at her dad, Ashley bounced out of the tent and headed off to the temple. Breathing a sigh of relief at his daughter's departure, Alex thought to himself, if this is any indicator of how the day is going to go, it's going to be a LONG day today. |
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