The only problem was I was sensitive to the cold ever since I was buried alive in the basement after the avalanche. I was worried I might have problem... doing what was needed.Jessup had his story board out for tomorrow and had video of the location. He and the special effects people went through each step of what would happen. Craig and I felt a little pressure, because the reality was if you blew up a shed, and the shot went wrong, then it took time to put everything back the way it was, before. Bruce had a funny look on his face, when I got down on my knees between his legs. Hands on his thighs, I spread them and rubbed his dick through his sweat pants. It was already semi-hard It should have been obvious from my position, but looking down at me, Bruce still asked, “What are you looking for?” Since that seemed to be the ice breaker, I said, “I want to suck your dick.” His answer was to put his hands on my shoulders and lift his butt enough for me to gently ease his his sweat pants. He held her against his body while she recovered, her body shaking and quivering. Amy slowly opened her eyes and smiled, then kissed him tenderly and caressed his face. “That was wonderful, Jeff,” she whispered. “But now I think it’s your turn. Cum when you’re ready, don’t hold anything back. Fuck me hard!” Amy encouraged. Without warning, he flipped Amy off of him and onto the bed, quickly moving in behind her and turning her on her stomach. Then he grabbed her by the hips and pulled her up. He ordered the steak and I the fish. Our conversation never lagged, we had a lifetime of conversations to share. It was time to part before we knew it. He walked me to my room and gave me a chaste kiss, turned and walked to the next door. By some fluke, by chance, or by fate’s design Thomas had gotten the adjoining room. He smiled at me as he unlocked his door, ‘goodnight Widow.’ I tossed and turned all night knowing that he was just next door, that there was only a closed door separating us. I.