"Help yourself to anything there that you find. There's a lot of canned and dried food. Just bring the perishables and dress warmly. There are a coupl... bottles of Canadian Club left from the golf outing. Just be sure to check the firewood, I can't remember what's left. You'll need it because there's no power in the cabin and it gets cold up there." Thanks, Sid. Do you think that there'll be any snow?" Probably only a dusting in November. If it does get heavy, don't go. You'll be deep in the. I wasn't actually as cold as I made out, but my resolve held and it was Max who got up and left the room and I heard her footsteps on the stairs. But there was no slamming of doors or anything; Max isn't like that.My supper eaten, I decided that I couldn't just sit around as if nothing had happened, so I took myself down to the working men's club where I could more or less guarantee that I'd see a few friendly faces. It is where my dad used to bring me and my brother, Eddie, on a Sunday. I was jealous that the girl I had grown up with was suddenly more sophisticated and experienced than I now that she had a boyfriend. I was jealous that she’d gotten there first. I was also jealous of Miles for taking my best friend, whom I used to spend all my time with, from me. No more weekends filled with shopping, sun tanning and sleepovers – Lauren would be with him. But there was another type of jealousy, a jealousy I didn’t recognize. Not the territorial, “she’s my best friend not. SMACK SMACK SMACK! “OUCH!” she yelled out, as she instinctively tried to cover herself with her feet. Now she was really asking for it, I thought.“Move those feet!” I said, as I smacked her bare ass a few times for emphasis. She complied silently, so I rewarded her with a series of whacks directly on her exposed pussy. She shifted around, trying to avoid the sting of the ruler. I put my thumb straight up her ass and held her tightly as I whipped her pussy with the ruler in my other hand. I.