They wandered down, climbed into the two-door, and set off , out of Darwin. They drove south, then turned off the highway, heading for Berri Springs, then on around to Mandorah. and found the camping ground. After setting up camp, they went down to the beach, walking and paddling their feet. Later, they drove out to Charles point and back. They caught a couple of fish, which they cooked and ate at the tent.
In a silly mood, he said, "Hey, I just need to hear you say it. Will you marry me?"
"Oh you're a silly goose, aren't you?" she laughed. "Of course I'll marry you, darling!" She leaned over, giving him a big kiss on his cheek.
That night, after a subdued love making session, sleep came really easy to them. The sun was up early, as was Alfie. When Eva woke to the smell of frying fish, and fresh coffee, he was sitting beside her, bending over and kissing her face all over, laughing, knowing she wasn't expecting it. They ate and packed, then left, heading for the highway again.
He took her out along the Arnhiem highway, to Annabaroo station, where they lunched at the "Bark Hut Inn", a pub built out of split logs and built as though it belonged in the nineteenth century. It was real outback stuff, but offering all the mod-cons. Even the tables and chairs were made from rough hewn timber, all polished up and looking real good. They then went across the road, to the billabong camping ground, and set up camp again. Most of the day was spent just lazing around the waterhole, swimming and talking, formulating a plan for the future.
That night, they ate at the pub, shared time with the locals, then crept back to bed at midnight. In the morning, they were woken at dawn by the 'croc patrol', who were checking that no crocs had come overland into the billabong. It was a task performed every morning, as crocs often tried taking up residence there.
After breakfast, they left, heading on out to Arnhiemland, and the Kakadu national park. After setting up camp, they went on a tour, looking at Aboriginal rock drawings, some dating back thousands of years, and then on to look at the local wildlife, before returning to "the big croc" hotel in time to change and have dinner. Again, sleep came easy to them. The next day saw them heading back to Darwin, and the end of a wonderful weekend.
Back in Darwin, Eva found herself wondering what she was to do. The tour bus had departed, on the assumption that she was remaining behind with her new fiancé, she supposed, but also because the rest of the passengers needed to be back where they could get back home on time. Where was she to stay? Neither she nor Alfie had addressed that issue. She supposed she could stay in Darwin at the hotel, but she didn't think she could do so indefinitely, and she knew nowhere that she could go to rent a room or a part of a house. She sat silent in the two-door all the way back, trying to keep her rising alarm to herself. She didn't quite know how to raise the question with Alfie without making it sound as though she were asking him for a place to stay. She didn't want to begin by seeming dependent and helpless.
He unloaded the camping things while she went back to her room, and sat disconsolately on her bed. Alfie's knock on the door brought her out of her brown study, and she let him in, and went back to the contemplation of the little embroidered birds on the coverlet on the bed.
"What's the matter, hun?" he asked, coming behind her to sit on the bed. "What's wrong?"
Eva hesitated, and he took her hands in his own. "Tell me!" he demanded.
"I'm just a little concerned about where I'm going to be staying," she confessed at last. "I can probably stay here for a few more days, but then what happens after that?"
He pulled her into his arms, and stroked her hair.
"Hun, I'd offer to take you with me on this next run, but it will be a long one, through hard outback country. I'll be away for a couple of weeks at least picking up and dropping off supplies. That's not the best thing for you right now. I don't want you living out of the truck for that long a time." He kissed her cheek. "We'll go and get you a couple of more weeks here, and I'll swing by and pick you up." He turned her to face him. "Okay? I don't want our last night together for a while to be sad, hun!"
She smiled at him, a small smile, and let him kiss her mouth.
"Let's go eat. We can have an early night..." His voice trailed off suggestively, and Eva blushed. Alfie chuckled. "I love it when you blush, baby!"
They went for a leisurely dinner in a local eatery not too far from the hotel, preferring to eat "out". Walking back, he stopped in a little out-of-the-way store and bought her a pair of earring shaped like hearts.
"I saw them in here, and liked them. I thought you'd like them."
Back in her room, they showered, and Eva soon forgot her anxiety about where she was going to stay. Alfie made her forget where she was, with his roaming hands, his nimble fingers, and his tongue. Oh God, his tongue drove her wild! He washed her slowly, letting the bubbles from the shower gel slide down her breasts, where he blew them off and exposed her erect nipples. He held them under the spray and rinsed them, then sucked one into his mouth while he fondled the other. Eva's moans echoed around the walls of the little bathroom, but Alfie kept up the sensual torture. When she was on the verge of an orgasm, he seemed to sense it, and he slowed his pace, leaving her breasts for her mouth, but once she was calmer, he slid a trembling hand between her legs, pushing them apart.
"Open for me, baby!" he begged her, and when she did, he knelt in front of her and slid his tongue along the edges of her swollen lips. His tongue swept past that most desperate point of need and desire, and he teased her and drew her to the very edge of another high place, before slowing his pace again.
"Alfie!" she cried out to him. "Don't stop, honey!"
He smiled, loving the way she was uninhibited with him.
"Soon, hun, soon!"
He lifted one of her legs, and put it on his shoulder, and this time he sucked her clit into his warm mouth, and blew on it, and loved it, until Eva didn't know whether she was standing or sitting. And when he plunged two fingers into her waiting, wanting center, she came, hard, over and over, and he pumped in and out if her, lengthening the orgasms.
"Oh God, Alfie, please!:" she begged him, when he lowered her leg, and she could move. She ground herself against his cock, feeling it throb with need.
"I'll give you anything you want, hun, anything. Just say you love me!" His voice was a ghost of itself, as he waited for her to answer.
