I got really concerned, because I couldn't get out. The van drove in the other direction from town, and I could not tell the direction, due to the...enclosure of the van, and the weather. It had gotten dark, and the snow was really coming down. We must have driven for an hour, when we turned off the highway, making it's way down a unpaved road for about 15 minutes. I had no idea where I was. The van stopped outside an old house, with a early 90's sedan outside. It was very cold inside the. Blond, ice blue eyes, weatherbeaten ... not an indulged man. A working man's man. Older ... but he had all his hair and teeth. Her pussy spritzed."How long have you had these reservations?" I radioed them before we got here." What time?" Oh, early afternoon." No ... what time are the reservations?" 'Idiot!'He looked at his watch..."Um..." 'This could get tricky.' "Fifteen minutes."She exploded. There can be no other explaination ... she must have exploded. She was standing there and then she. That’s it.’ Catherine simply smirked. — Their friends played a video game while Gavin and Nina sat at the kitchen bar in his apartment, where she was telling him about the Halloween her brother fell and twisted his ankle but insisted they continue trick-or-treating. She was a good storyteller, describing just enough detail to allow the pictures to form in his mind. When she got to the part where the swelling had gotten so bad her brother could only hop on his good leg, Gavin was laughing too. It may not have been my first sex play. It was long ago and it's all a bit misty. Writing this story may sort it out. Hazel was convenient and agreeable and she was the first. She lived next door and I don't remember what she looked like but her mother was big, fat and dirty - her top was always soiled from where her large breasts rubbed against things. Where we lived, everything was dirty. Perhaps that's why I saw Hazel as a willing partner in my sex play - she was dirty too. My house was.