The day was steaming and Roy Drum was tired and irritable when he
arrived home to find his wife Trudy was out and as usual her
over-fed dog ignored him.
Daughter Denise who hated her name and wearing only panties
entered the kitchen.
"Want a cold beer?"
"Jesus Denise, for put some clothes on. I'm your father."
She tossed him a beer anyway and he fumbled the catch.
"Has their been doubt that you are my father? Was that what you
and mom were shouting about last night?"
"No I am your father and your mom got mad when I said it was too
hot for sex."
Denise's mouth dropped. "Do you and mom still have sex?"
The reply was to go and dress.
"Don't you like these daddy?" she said, scowling, and cupping her
"As good as mom's?"
Denise looked pleased and sat with a Coke.
"Mom's gone to stay with her parents until you become reasonable
"Oh crap. Not that again."
Denise trickled some cold Coke between her breasts in a vain
endeavor to cool off.
"Go do your homework and stop wasting your drink."
She sighed. "Dad don't be a jerk. You attended my graduation last
week remember? I now waiting to go to college and most of my
friends and all the half-decent guys have left town."
They sat in silence.
Denise knew her father was thinking. He kept stroking his chin.
A couple of minutes later he pulled out his phone and called
"Ivan it's Roy. Something's come up. I need to go away for eight
days. You run the company in my absence and refer any problems
you have to the chairman. I'll send a confirming email to the
chairman, Dot and all executive staff. Here's my daughter's phone
number to contact me if you need me urgently. I'm not taking my
He listened to something Roy said and thanked Roy and cut the
"I didn't say you could have my phone."
Roy said he wasn't borrowing it. "You are coming with me on an
adventure I did with Mary Royce when we were eighteen. You and I
will do everything Mary and I did… er apart from the sex."
"Oh the sex will be okay daddy. I'm not anticipating a sex-free
Roy snapped enough of that talk and told her to take the dog over
to Mrs Smith who adored the little pile of absurdity and to leave
a note for her mother saying where the dog was and they'd be back
on or about the 24th.
"The dog's name is Rufus in case you have lapsed into dementia."
"I take it I have no say about going on this fucking adventure?"
"Correct and watch your foul mouth young lady."
"Oooh young lady am I?" she said, bouncing her breasts.
Roy sighed and went to send the memo.
Denise returned from Mrs Smith's with a bag of home-baked
brownies. She found her father in the garage with the two kayaks
down off their hooks, two paddles and camping gear spread out.
He unlooked the steel cabinet and pulled out his rifle that he
placed beside a box of ammo.
Looking theatrical and big-eyed, Denise said, "I'm not coming
back. A lonely grave site awaits me."
Roy scowled at her and said to pack enough clothes for a week and
handed Denise her backpack.
"Oh just six panties will suffice."
When she returned Roy said to check everything he had spread out
to make sure nothing was missing.
When he returned with his backpack loaded Denise said, "We need
to buy a dozen gas canisters for the camp stove if you want to
eat hot food."
"Oh good girl."
"So I'm a good girl now?"
"I've also added our PFDs (personal flotation devices)."
Roy smiled and kissed her and rubbed her hair. "Do you wish to be
called Sophie on this adventure?"
"Oh yes daddy and when we return could you once again try to get
mom to agree to that name change."
"If she's still around. She may be hiding behind a divorce
Sophie (no longer Denise) said: "That's unlikely. Mom knows she's
on to a good thing. Are you sorry Mary what'shername went off and
married someone else?''
"No because then I mightn't have had you as my daughter."
"Oh daddy," Sophie half whimpered.
They loaded the Toyota SUV and were seated, about to set off when
Sophie handed her dad one of Mrs Smith's biscuits and he groaned
and slapped his forehead. "We haven't loaded food for when we go
down river. Out and let's sit in the kitchen and think of what
else we should have packed."
They added Sophie's battery charger for her phone and two torches
and canned food and two can openers.
"So we are going downriver?
"Yes. We'll go to Brunner and stay the night in a cabin. We
should get there by midnight. In the morning we'll have breakfast
and then someone will take us upriver and drop us off and return
the Toyota to Brunner."
No one was about and no lights were on when they arrived at
Brunner Staging Post just outside the boundary of the
360,000-acre National Park. They found a cabin with the door
open, checked and it was vacant.
"God I'm tired," Sophie yawned. "Ooops this cabin only has a
"That will be okay. Just don't hit on me."
"You're dreaming daddy."
Not long after dawn Roy left his sleeping daughter and went to
Although the guy packing shelves had a beard, Roy thought he
looked like Ted Bishop who might still be alive.
"Yeah pal, who's asking?"
"The name's vaguely familiar."
"Twenty years ago when you were a kid of fifteen you were taking
my girlfriend of that time and me upriver in your dad's Jeep and
the motor blew up when we were a mile from Bitter Creek
tributary. You radioed for a tow vehicle and they took Mary and
me up to the launching place before returning to tow you home."
"Jesus Roy, I remember. God she was pretty with big tits. Who
have you with you this time?"
"Oh bad luck. Boring nights at the camps."
"No she's a great kid and will chat and sing for me."
"Christ is this pretty filly with bit tits approaching the store
"Should I take her downriver for you?"
"Did you not marry Tommy?"
"Oh yeah. I'm married with two little ones."
The introductions were made and Tommy took them through, saying
his wife Susan would cook breakfast for them and make lunch packs
for them for that day.
While breakfast was cooking and the two females were chatting,
Roy told Tommy which cabin they'd used and paid for 12 stove gas
canisters and six freeze-dried dinner food packs to supplement
their tinned food. Roy suddenly remembered they had not brought
anything to light the gas stove with and so asked for a pack of
three disposable cigarette lighters.
Susan with the two infants also aboard dropped them off forty
miles up fairly straight but rising forest tracks on the slope of
the mountain range that were maintained as private access for
park rangers and fire fighting crews.
After they'd unloaded Susan kissed father and daughter warmly and
said have fantastic fun and keep safe. She returned the kids to
their safety seats, turned the Toyota expertly and then began the
return to the historic staging post where 150 years ago horses
were changed for fresh ones when prospectors and supplies were
transported to the goldfields seventy miles across rugged country
to the northeast.
"Well let the adventure begin," Roy smiled. "God it's great being
away from the business and being back here."
"And well away from my mother."
"Nah, she's okay. She just feels the need to blow off steam now
"How often do you two have sex? It hadn't occurred to me that you
guys still do it."
Roy rubbed his chin thinking about answering that question.
"She'd like it twice a night, perhaps more."
"God is my mom a nymphomaniac?"
Roy sighed. "I think when we were young she came close to being
one. She describes sex as one of her few true pleasures in life."
"God little wonder you've remained lean."
They laughed and put on their wetsuits and booties.
"You should wear this gear in bed with mom. Then you'd be safe
from sex, all sex," Sophie giggled.
Roy sighed wishing he'd kept his mouth shut.
Roy had packed the kayaks meticulously but it was still necessary
to make adjustments to have both craft in good trim.
As the paddled off Sophie said, "It's two years since I've been
sea-kayaking with you."
"Will this journey on this winding river be boring?"
"You have to be joking," Roy said, and began taking Sophie
through safety procedures should they tip out.
"Are we to negotiate rapids?"
"Lots of fast-flowing patches and some real whitewater plus two
falls but we will portage from above both falls."
"Can't we live dangerously and shoot both falls?"
"From memory one is five feet high and the other drops at least
twenty feet in three stages but is. In both instances they are
non-navigable because the water bounces on to rocks at their
"Oh portage sounds good."
They paddled leisurely, going with the slow river flow although
they speeded up going through the occasional easy rapids, Roy
giving Sophie basic instruction because she was used to only sea
"This is fun," she said, after going through the first rapids.
"When will we go though faster rapids?"
"According to the map, not until tomorrow."
"Oh how boring."
They were padding quite closely. "Omigod," she whispered,
Roy had already spotted them: ten white-tailed deer.
The deer were on alert but stayed at the edge of the riverside
clearing watching them. The two kayakers remained motionless.
"Oh that was just one of the sweetest things I've ever seen,"
Sophie enthused. "Almost as good as having dolphins or Orcas
(killer whales) around us at sea."
"We may see goats on rock faces on Day Three."
"Will you shoot them?"
"No while you were away packing I put my rifle back in the
cabinet thinking if I shot a wild pig and had it strapped to the
bow of my kayak for a few days, that might have rated as the
lowlight of this adventure for you."
"Oh you are such a good daddy."
The rested on the river banks a couple of times to avoid leg
cramps and about noon pulled the kayaks out on to a sand bank
where Roy lit the camp stove to boil water for coffee. Sophie
stripped off and went swimming.
Roy watched her wade ashore and was surprised. When she came up
to take the offered towel from him he said casually, "How long
have you been shaving down there?"
"Since I became sexually active."
"I hope you're on the pill?"
"Yes and I've had lectures including being warned to always
insist that condoms be worn. That's what mothers do."
"Your mother did all that?"
"Yes daddy, my mother and your wife. She does have some use
He looked away without answering.
"Do you think my pussy looks attractive?"
Roy strode off to the camp stove. "Your mother, my wife, is very
useful and a strength to our family and I'd like you to
acknowledge that. And please don't talk to me about your… your
"I was only winding you up daddy. You always sound like you're in
command and look impressive when I get your nostril quivering
when you are wound up. My mechanical daddy, tick-tock,
Roy grinned. "Coffee."
"Go around nude. I don't mind you walking around showing your
tits, pussy, bare ass and great legs."
"Oooh daddy. I'll unpack the chicken and salad rolls."
The riverside picnic was lovely with the sound of birds and the
lapping of water against the sandbank and the warm sun and
absence of even a breeze."
"Why doesn't mom like the outdoors as much we do?"
"Because she was brought up in a city whereas I grew up on a
sheep station and right from when you were young I introduced you
to beaches and the bush and when you were a little older I began
taking you and your doll Sophie kayaking."
"You remember my doll?"
"God yes. When she was left behind somewhere you ranted and then
wouldn't talk to us for two days and then we found the new
replacement doll pulled to pieces and dumped in the trash can."
"I still love hearing about that. And you blamed mom for not
checking Sophie was in the car with us and she blamed you."
"Yes and that was another of our great rows."
"Long before that time you refused to go kayaking with me for
almost two weeks after I rejected your suggestion to get someone
make a proper PFD for her."
"Yes and according to that well-worn story you tossed Sophie into
the water to prove she would float and when I jumped into the
water to rescue her that tipped you out and your new camera sank
into very deep water, never to be see again. Well that served you
right being so uncaring about Sophie."
"Look, I've been thinking. I'll write to your college asking for
you name as registered to be changed from Denise to Sophie."
"No I'll never change it without mom's consent."
"Not even when you finish college and perhaps live away from
"I admire you for that Sophie."
"Come over here and kiss me and play with a breast."
"Pack up while I check that we're not taking in water into our
storage compartments. And get some clothes on."
"Oh naughty girl Sophie. You've pissed daddy off."
She caught her father's grin.
More to Come