And I am so self-conscious about my size that I never thought anybody could hug me like a normal person does. But… he could! I found out later that ...t least one non-giant person can get his hands all the way round me, which was an even bigger relief, but that’s a different Excerpt. Anywayyy, there I was, Lucky Welly Wearer, enveloped in a man’s arms for the first time. And all I could do was screw my eyes tight shut and press my cheek against his chest. I felt so warm and safe, and utterly. She thanked me in Spanish and smiled and then winked at me. I tried to be tough and I flexed my chest as I smiled back. My uniform shirt fit perfectly around my pecks and shoulders, I often got noticed by the ladies when I wore this uniform.Once again she started to speak to me in Spanish, I shook my head because I could not understand her. She smiled grabbed my hand and lead me to the bus. She motioned for me to get inside and I did wondering what else this woman wanted. I was clueless back in. Then something else happened. Mom started to wear her nightgown in the early evening. That was a complication I hadn't calculated with. That was a distraction which kept me straying from my goal. To get Lena interested enough to have sex with me. Or at least so interested that she would be willing to show me her pussy in exchange of a look at my cock. And maybe a mutual feel on our privates.Mom started to wear thinner nighties as the days passed. Occasionally I would get a glimpse of her. At first he was chilly; but after a short time he warmed to his task, and became very comfortable.He would stop and rest when he felt himself becoming overly tired, or too warm. He did not want to exhaust himself on the first day out! Three hours later he stopped and removed his backpack and snowshoes, and made himself comfortable for his noon meal.It was ham on bread. Also, there was 'journey cake', which he liked well enough. After devouring it, he sat for a few minutes and reviewed the route.