“Why in God’s name would a pampered Mistress want to go camping?”, you might ask. In fact, I am asking myself that same question! Oh, sure! I went camping as a kid, but from the time I was a teenager, my idea of “roughing it” is staying in a Holiday Inn instead of the Hilton!
But, as I sit here in a tent in northern Michigan on my air mattress made up with my bed clothes and pillows from home, with my fan blowing on me, typing this blog post on a netbook with a wireless connection, there is no doubt about it, I am camping! Some of you may say that’s not *really* camping, but let me tell you, this is camping!
Flies, mosquitoes, spiders, ants, and all other manner of bugs I’ve not seen before, chipmunks, raccoons, squirrels, birds, snakes, and bears (surely there aren’t bears here, right? I mean they call it Sleeping Bear Dunes for some other reason; not because there are *really* bears here, right?) These are only a few of the critters I will have to endure the next few days, but I am confident I will emerge victorious!
As much as I am annoyed by these things, I must tell you, it *is* beautiful here. I took a nap in the hammock this afternoon (after Mr. Hunter generously covered me in Skin so Soft to keep the bugs away) and it really was quite enjoyable. 
There was a cool breeze blowing, gently rocking me as I dozed, and I had a gorgeous view of the tree line and the sky. In fact, I enjoyed that view so much, I snapped a pic from my Blackberry (which is never far from my sight, even though we are camping, LOL!)
Oh, and of course, the fact that Mr. Hunter bribed me into coming on this camping trip by promising me a tropical vacation in the fall, doesn’t have a thing to do with my sudden interest in camping. Nope. Huh-uh. Not at all!
So, boys and gurls, your phone sex Mistress is off in the wild for a few days, roughing it, but I will be back on Tuesday to take your tease and denial, seduced cocksucking, guided masturbation, and other kinky phone sex calls!
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