Part 2, bicycle route

The cash fall brought unpleasant to the light: Were accurately 460 Marks. Not straight much, if one wants in summer holidays too secondly to Italy, thought Elli. Thus well, thus Italy had died. That was not enough times for the travel. It is, meant Günter in the joke, we runs or takes the wheel. And which was meant as joke actually, one converted. They actually drove with the wheel, if also not to Italy.

They did not have a correct goal. They had 460 Marks - if those away are, are the journey to end. And in such a way they made themselves to the preparation, in scarce two weeks should it loose-go: A tent to check-out counters, the wheel on preceding endorser bring, a little train. And finally everything pack up, which makes needs - half of it again to then unpack because it was much too much.

Parents were everything but enthusiastically. On the side they found it good that Elli did not drive „abroad “. But with the wheel, and then still the first vacation alone. Ellli was no matter that, it was an adventure, which placed „the normal “holiday trips of the others into the shade. What already is Italy?

Early in the morning they rose to the wheels. Much too early, it seemed Elli. It was coldly, damp, terribly quietly, and the roads were rather empty. Thus they came well to mash mountain and on the moving way to forest book. First break, breakfast and Po somewhat ease. Naturally they had only with „empty “bicycles practiced. Now, with saddling ashes and the tent drauf, it drove itself already completely differently. But no matter, Elli, we thought has time. They made a excursion the lock, but that was still too. Thus a cocoa, a fresh Brezel and further after quake living. The rises behind forest book and Dettenhausen schlauchten completely beautifully, but Elli had the ambition packed and in such a way rose it strongly into the pedals. The wages for it: Also the monastery was still closed. Thus further. Tübingen was finally opened. An ice on the market place, legs represent at the Neckar, a view of the Hölderlinturm, no desire on the lock. That lies, thus too far above the far Neckartal along.

Wurmlingen is the next station: „Up there stand the chapel, look quietly in the valley down there… “

Was from Hölderlin? No, naturally Ludwig UHL and, explains Günter. A short view of the steep hill, the chapel must look alone down. They drive the Neckar downward, torment themselves after gang castle highly, have however no desire on city inspection. Further after Horb and into a supermarket. Noodle soup with sausage was decided. In addition fruit and chocolate. They drive simply the next Waldweg inside, turn a few marks and find finally a small meadow. The tent is broken open and stands rather inclined there. The soup tastes completely good. And then they sit being silent in the last light on the ISO mats and write diaries. Dog-tiredly they finally creep into the sleeping bags, but nevertheless both cannot sleep. Elli did the back pain and outside gives it continuously any unknown noise, which sounds itself terribly and is probably only one blackbird, which scharrt in leaves.

And then there still the feeling of „it was “beside it. They knew each other already nearly a half year, went for two months with one another. It knutschen and fummeln. Three weeks ago ago it had down-gotten for the first time one to Günter. And on Thursday, as last preparation for the Radtour, it had as it were taken its tail into the mouth, a little had licked and had gelutscht. But they did not sleep with one another yet, Elli were still virgin. And it had decided that at the end of the Radtour any longer like that would not be.

Elli had everything thereby, which needed her in addition: pill, which boys, with whom it wanted to sleep the first time, and who firm resolution to also do. Günter lay now beside it in the close small tent - and schnarchte quietly. But that was ok. Elli knew that it would happen on this Radtour and it did not have it hasty. Perhaps it would be not at all bad on the last day. She began to stroke itself easily between the legs. But it was too tiredly, too finished and sometime it then nevertheless more dozed off than fell asleep.

It seemed it, as if it would have straight five minutes slept, there honked it beside the tent. Günter looked carefully raus and gave to Elli an indication to be quiet. Straight times 10 meters far away from them a pheasant sat on a fallen down tree and „honked “. Like a rusty Tröte he sounded himself, it was too funny and her forgave him the disturbance. Which for a feeling to be early in the morning alone in the forest. Ellis arm had fallen asleep, and as her, flew away the bird moved. Harm.

There even five o'clock, but they had to lie no more desire in the small tent. Particularly since it was correctly fresh. Thus, said Günter move. A deer stood at the other end of the meadow and looked disbelievingly over here. Leisurely it stakste into the forest, when they climbed from the tent. Elli was gerädert, in the wahrsten sense of the word. But nevertheless in good spirits. That changed, when they packed together the rope-wet tent. It caught to to freeze like a cutter. Thus fast everything somehow on the porter packed and up on the wheels.

They drove the far Neckar along. Today somewhat more slowly, the back parts and the calves did pain. In addition the palms, that was totally unexpected. Elli tries to hold the steering wheel differently but helped not much. The hands hurt ever more by the unusual attitude and the pressure on the palms.

The route became unimportant. Where were they? All the same! A baker's shop had already opened somewhere - the fresh Brezeln and the cocoa were delicious. They found a wheel business somewhere and bought bicycle gloves and sun cream. There was a late lunch in a village hotel somewhere for little money. With full belly it did not go far now any longer Neckartal so beautiful by that. Trossingen. They verfranzen themselves, made break on a small meadow, stretched the belly into the sun and dried finally the tent. And they decide to drive to the Danube.

Late afternoon. Durchhausen, which for a name for a locality. The dinner already is in saddling ashes: Noodles, tomato sauce, olives and bacon. Elli buys still fresh bread, it continues to itself look the church on and radeln.

And then the rain came. He came from the west, thus into backs. Before them blue sky, behind them black thunderclouds. With the first thunder they looked themselves astonished on. Astonishing strikes over into easy frightening: the clouds pile up themselves enormous and kohlrabenschwarz up, the wind become fresh from one moment on the others, and now lightning comes to the other one angerauscht.

They had driven past straight at a Fischteich, and meant Günter, there a hut would have been. Thus make they turns and actually reaches with the first thick drops a Fischer hut. Naturally finally. Otherwise there is nothing that little protection could have given, and like that they are in one minute patschnass. Because of the Fischteich down was a long iron staff, got Günter geschwind and untwisted with it together the lock together. Surprise: It was correctly nicely furnished. One table and three chairs were there, in addition a mattress, a digester, a few doses. And even a bottle red wine.

„, If like that is “, said Günter, and they seized hut and contents for the next hours. Fast they took the wet Klamotten off and hung them up at a line. Günter put on the gas digester, and they hoped that the things such a little dry. Only then they realized that they stood themselves naked opposite. Elli had to laugh, that it so yet had not given. Günter laughed also and closed the Weinflasche up, Elli kramte itself the drinking cups out and it per-constant.

The thunderstorm had it hasty on its way eastward and was already a piece far away. But the rain did not sizzle still strongly down, maintained was possible, so loud was it in the hut. Elli and Günter looked out of the door into the rain and drank red wine. Far to see one could not do, straight to the Fischteich down. Everything else had disappeared. And in such a way Elli occurred in the moment the whole world.

From the rainwater gutter a poor-thick jet shot out and Günter placed itself simply under it. Elli hesitated not for a long time and followed. Surprisingly the rain was correctly warm. And it became still warmer, than Günter Elli actually pulled and are enough kissed.

The funny situation, which nakedness and the long, intimate kiss did not only excite Elli. Günter got a stand during the first contact and tried to hide somehow. Elli laughed, because it naturally did not go. And then it thought: Why wait up to the conclusion of our vacation? She touched it and meant that she wants „it “. Günter nodded only, and they kissed themselves again for a long time and violently. Then powerful lightning drove close by and the pertinent thunder it into the hut back.

Elli put on the mattress. Those was not particularly clean, but which target. Günter licked the rain of its chests and drove with the fingers by their shame hair. It was probably still a little uncertain itself. Elli actually also, but now wanted it no longer back. It took its tail short hand into the mouth, sucked a little at it, stroked it, then I pulled it to its shell. Günter lay on the back and the eyes had closed. Elli was now all the same that - she sat down carefully on him.

Thought? None more. Only feel. She felt what wanted to feel her already so long.

It closed likewise the eyes and lowered the basin slowly, left it completely pure in itself. It did not do pain, it went actually also rather fast. Elli blinzelte briefly - Günter had still closed the eyes. Thus it closed their also again. Still it sat upright on it, but that was uncomfortable, its calf trick. It bent itself forward and in the moment began Günter to move slowly.

Now feeling came. That is thus Ficken! Elli did not know whether she should also move smich. It wanted it, but it did not go somehow. And then Günter said „Oh God! “.

Only thought Elli, it comes someone and frightened dreadfully. But then it noticed that it came. There it frightened equivalent again. Hopefully with the pill, thought it folds. Günter pushed still three, much mark into it inside, then firmly actually pulled Elli and blew it its breath into the ear.

And then - was it past. Much too fast! Much too early! That was not anything! Elli was disappointed. There each stroking, from it or better from Günter much, was. Nevertheless, it was no more virgin. Well. But if the Sex is, it thought, then I do not want to have it.

It became ever more uncomfortable, and finally it slipped simply down. Günter looked at it, as if its nut/mother would have gotten him with the Wichsen.

„It did to pain? “, he asked. No, Elli thought. Pain did not do it. It did not do nothing at all. It occurred itself betrogen. It thought of something, which is as strong as the thunderstorm evenly. Hits in such a way like lightnings. In the ears rings like the thunder. On the skin tingles like the rain.

„Whether I am frigide? “, you went briefly through the head. She had to laugh and he laughed also, without knowing, for which it went.

Its juice ran to its thigh down. They ran after outside and jumped simply into the Fischteich. It was muddily and not like that deeply like it thought. Thus they climbed again out and looked like pigs. But fortunately it caught to pour correctly again on and it took a further rainwater gutter shower. Günter wanted to again actually pull and kiss Elli, but Elli did not know its contact borne for the moment. Thus they cleaned themselves only briefly, then Günter, equipped with the fishing rod of our host, went to the pond. Elli went into the hut and tried, with the gas digester, the clothes things drying to wars.

„Amusing thing, the Ficken “, thought it and took a strong sip red wine.

Forellen? la virgin (own creation, after Günter with the fishing rod did not have anything imprisoned and then with fish fodder and Kä within fewer minutes substantially more successful was.)

- 2 Forellen, exclude and wash
- Ham and olives small cut
- pepper with parsley, salt and pepper and the Forellen with it fill
- also from the door boards carved wood chips zustecken (if need be go also Zahnstocher)
- Flour would be well been for turning, likewise lemon juice
- anbraten in the pan, best with butter
- in addition fit nearly everything, for example Spaghetti, tomato sauce and cheap red wine

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Tree bread or stick bread:

Tree bread or stick bread:

For 4 portions (salty version) one needs 400 g flour, 1/2 tl salt, 1 tl baking powder, 50 g margarine and 250 ml milk. For the sweet version: 500 g flour, 200 ml milk, 80 ml oil, 40 g yeast, 80 g sugar, 1 prize salt and 1 egg.



For the basic paste mix everything (up to milk and/or milk and oil), until a krümeliger paste develops. Then milk (plus oil) add and so long continue to knead, until the paste is supple.

A thumb-thick, long branch look for, this at the end from the crust release, briefly clean and over the fire dry. The paste to about a centimeter sausage roll and firmly and closely around the branch end windings thicken. The point case of even with paste close, otherwise it burns easily on. Depending upon temperature of the glow two to four minutes bake, turn always evenly. Never in the fire hold, always only wait, until there is a beautiful glow. But professional Freiluft Griller knows.

One should always completely freshly eat tree bread. Either purely or filled with (likewise grilled) a sausage. Further possibilities: Fill with cheese and on aluminum foil again to the edge of the glow put briefly. Likewise a mad variant for the salty version: First with Basilikum well peppered, thin disks Zucchini or bacon around the stick winding, then the paste over it. Also sweet fillings do not taste bad: Apple mash, Nutella or jam. And my favorite: Once briefly with the mouth dampen (there are still different possibilities, but I have those not yet tried out) and then in a mixture from Zimt and sugar to roll.

Good appetite!