Now I can write it down. Hope I didn’t wake you.’ ‘Warren?’ ‘It is I.’ She felt relieved he remembered her number. ‘Now you know.’ �...Right, well, I don’t want you to think that I’m desperate or anything.’ He chuckled. ‘Not a chance. You don’t seem like the desperate type.’ She smiled from ear to ear. When he didn’t respond right away, she said, ‘So, is that the only reason you called, to confirm my number?’ ‘That and to ask if you’d like to go sledding with me. The snow we had last week is now. It is always open and its ever changing and expanding compliment of vendors ensures you will never see the same exhibit twice; unless you want to.In your travels, you've never come across such well organized mayhem. The place is always extremely busy with hundreds of sentient beings coming and going, but no one ever seems to have to wait in line and no one ever seems to get lost or run into any sort of criminal activity (unless said activity is within the agreed parameters of any particular. Stopped. His fingers slipped out from under her panties—thank god! They hesitated for a moment, then slowly continued on, up onto her behind. Then she felt his whole hand there, warm, lazily fondling first one mound, then the other, as if smoothing out wrinkles in her panties. She felt a small electric shock as one finger drifted into the valley between her cheeks and pressed there momentarily. The hand then continued upward, first sliding up and under her turtleneck—again that warmth, now. ”On their way Sam asked Barry if he watched yesterday’s cartoon program “Two bears and their magic stick”. It was the last episode and Sam had missed it. Barry gave him a brief report. He was in a haste to tell the story because he had something else on his mind. He shuffled a bit to make up his mind and then asked: “Can I ask you something? Uhhm, I eeh, I saw you two guys making out and eeuh, well, I never had anal before and… how does it feel?” Sam looked at him surprised: “What?! It feels.