Janet & Carla's Jungle Peril. For Belle in Boots. Part 3.

By PrimeSlimeTime. UMD.netDEC. 2019.

Enrico looked past her at Janet, the thought in his head what the hell was she doing here, this wasn't any fantasy island, this place could easily kill you without you even knowing it was happening. Janet responded with, "undergraduate intern, and this is her last chance assignment". Enrico nodded and radioed ahead to a checkpoint further down the track notifying them they were on their way as the procession of jeeps turned a bend and stopped at a clearing. The view was stunning. They were parked on the edge of a steep gorge, a torrid river crashing its way downstream, way below them, across from them a waterfall cascaded a thousand feet or more from above them crashing down a sheer cliff face, the jungle vegetation covering everything, the plants fighting for any foothold they could get in the sheer-sided gorge almost a hundred feet across, the only way across a dangerous-looking swing bridge crossing the gorge to the other side swinging precariously on thin aged ropes. Janet got out of the Jeep and took some photos of the awesome sight, the sheer cliffs of the gorge towering over them, the river far below. Enrico got out and with the help of some other men dragged some vegetation and tree branches from across the track they would now travel from here on, hidden to anyone who didn't know it was there, the path following the gorge and started to climb higher into the mountains their campsite about an hour away. The convoy of jeeps went through then they again covered the track entrance up, the tyre tracks brushed out by vegetation, any rain removing them altogether.

From the track their view followed the gorge for a time then veered off as it climbed higher, covered over in jungle vegetation, the headlights of the vehicles now on because of the very poor light and after an hour of slow climbing it levelled out and after a short drive and a few more bends they arrived an Enrico's campsite. Janet was quick to get out as they arrived, greeted by a host of people, some scientists on expedition arriving months before Janet's team, some were guides and other trustworthy persons the team had befriended along the way, mostly with the offer of clean water, food and shelter for fetching and carrying services, the rest belonging to Enrico's team of jungle specialists, all jungle veterans with many years jungle living and terrain experience between them.

The camp buildings fabricated from old bits of tin, some mostly prefab huts and some shipping containers, Enrico explaining to the new arrivals that it was once a thriving mining camp for an exploratory minerals mine, that suffered an explosion in a tunneling system because of a buildup of flammable and toxic gases and the project abandoned as the company running it collapsed financially. Their main buildings were dug into the vast tunnel system in the mountainside, the prefabs were offices and sleeping quarters, the tin building was latrines and showers supplied by the frequent rains, the old mining camp thousands of feet above sea level on a vast plateau that overlooked a rift valley, the sun rising directly into it in the morning. The jeeps quickly parked up in their shelters and emptied then cleaned and plugged in to charge on battery systems, the solar systems that covered the site providing power for days at a time, no diesel fuel so Enrico's design and logistics teams had to fit the all electric jeeps from scratch, the building team taking months to get the site in a functional and habitable condition, some items choppered in, some items brought in by road, the only ground access the way they had just came. Enrico showed Janet and Carla around the site as the new arrivals equipment and bags unpacked and taken to their sleeping quarters. He got them to check their watches, then asked they attend a site briefing in two hours, Enrico introducing them both to their assistants and guides, then completing their radio checks, warning them to never explore or venture off alone, and to check their radios often. With that he left them to unpack and hurried off to organise the freshly arrived supplies and check on the late afternoon meals and rations. It was a twenty four operation,and he ran it all like clockwork, everyone at their station or task at the required time or there would be hell to pay.

Janet's team added an extra eight mouths to feed, the food stores easily fully catering for over six months, twelve months on rations and during the peak of the rainy season there was nothing to do but analyze samples, perform maintenance and prepare reports on the sites progress towards goals and prepare for the next ground surveys prior to fresh sampling. Janet attended to quickly organising her office and equipment glad to find she had three operational fans in her hut out of four, the faulty one missing a power cord altogether, instructing her two assistants on how to set up her office and sleeping quarters, then tested the lights and solar hot water, glad to find she could have a hot shower later on and change. She went through her bags and got out her scotch that Enrico had somehow recovered from the customs police when they arrived; he was so resourceful, and she was in high spirits and glad to be spending time away with him, her grants fully cashed up so she was on an indefinite timeline here, potentially staying for years if she wished. She took a swig and recorked the bottle, rinsing her mouth and returning the bottle to its hiding place and locking the medicine cabinet, then changed her boots, slipping into her new Zamberlan Vioz Lux, the most comfortable hiking boots she had ever worn.

She then went in search of Carla to check on her progress, monitoring the time as their meeting time was near, and lateness with Enrico was not an option. Carla had almost unpacked when she got to her hut, three down from hers, her Spanish a bitrusty but she could convey her tasks to her assistant and to her guide, her office set up and running in no time, the radio, lights, solar water and back up power all functioning as it should. Janet handed her the prized Glenfidich telling her to take a swig and go easy on it and lock it away safe, alcohol consumption although allowed was strictly regulated to downtime or the end of the day and then only one glass or two at most unless Enrico gave allowance for more for whatever reason. The two of themwent in search of the meeting room, finding it eventually, a large prefab, squeezed into a rock face in the mountainside, fed from the mains feed and backup generators and solar systems outside. Janetquickly introduced herself around the group, some of whom she knew already, the extensive team, well able to complete the task before it, hopefully without accident, serious injury or disaster.

Enrico arrived soon after his trademark white cowboy hat tossed onto the boardroom sized table in front of him, and he opened the bag he was carrying taking out two bottles of scotch and passing them either side of himself, motioning for them to be passed along to each personin turn. He called the meeting to order discussing the mattes on his list and welcoming Janet's team to site, excitedly explaining they were here to survey and plot the next two phases of the project, and maybe two more if the results were as expected. He then invited the medical chief to speak, going over the site induction rules checklist and warnings, handing out malaria pills and new medical kits to the new arrivals, Janet was a nursing midwife by trade in a prior job in medicine before turning to environmental systems then geology, so she was an automatic medic station and theater assist if something bad happened and surgery was needed. There had been the odd broken bone case in the past but mostly infection from the wild nature of the jungle and failure to adopt proper hygiene standards. Enrico then invited Janet to introduce her team and explain her position and team goals as he sat back in his chair watching her intently, she was a beautiful woman, not having changed much since he last had seen her, her curves and womanly attraction as strong to him as it had ever been. She asked for questions which she answered, one directed at Carla, who got and spoke Enrico instinctively tagging her as the weak link making a note that he would give her extra support staff until she settled in and keep a close eye on her.

The meeting concluded with the scotch being returned to the medic chief for safe keeping both bottles now half empty, and Enrico thanked everyone for their attendance noting that punctuality was of highest priority, then asked everyone to check off their radio alarm again reminding everyone that no one was to go off unscheduled or alone for any reason. With that done he put on his hat and the meeting ended, everyone checking their watches and grabbing their torches as it was late in the evening, the ominous sounds of tropical storms heralded by lightning across the valley and further away hills in the distance, a sure sign that there would be plenty of rain arriving soon.

Janet's team left together as per protocol, her instructing Carla on how to prepare for the nights weather, her two guides in the hut next to her, then Janet's then her two guides directly across from her, the huts in a small group, well anchoured into the mountain rock and joined by safety lines just in case, the solar power keeping external lights going on low and the water for washing hot. Janet saw her to her hut for a brief chat to make sure she was unpacked or had questions, reminding her to check the night can for snakes and other such nasties before she used it hen returned to her own hut, pegging the door open and tightening her awning canvas then took out her hair shaking and brushing it out then kicked off her boots under her work table ripping her socks off and sprayed them and her feet with insecto and antiseptic having advised Carla again to do the same the moment she got in. She turned her fans on dimming her lights to conserve her solar usage then looked herself over in her mirror undoing her shirt a few buttons, running her hands up over her breasts underneath her snug fitting cleavage lifting bra, teasing them a little with her fingers then sprayed on some perfume and checked her mozzie net over her cot to ensuring it was properly closed, then turned around startled to hear a knock on her hut door.

She turned to find Enrico leaning on her doorway. His hat dipped down on his head, his grin from ear to ear. He held up a half bottle of scotch and a bag of night time dried fruit and nuts delicacies asking in Spanish if anyone was home and could he drop in to say hello. Janet ran to him her arms around his neck kissing him strongly on the mouth which he returned in like manner, their arms around each other, as he kicked off his boots, and casually asked if she would like to have some company after her busy day and long journey. Janet released him from her grasp and closed the mozzie net at her door then took off her shirt and pants tossing them aside onto her table standing in front of him in her sexy satin briefs and a full cleavage bra taking his gifts of food and drink and leading him over to her table putting them down and sitting on it with her legs open inviting him closer. She removed his hat and put in on her head, the two of them wrapping around each other, Janet's legs around his waist pulling him closer, Enrico's strong hands pulling her to the edge of the table his hands then gently at her breasts then feeling her all over as they passionately kissed for all they were worth, making up for lost time between them.

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