Thank God, it was a windless night.Cabin fever and frostbite are both threats to survival. Our hunting gear was top of the line but not intended for A...ctic conditions. The only way to stay warm was to keep moving. We lost more heat than we generated while sitting together on the frosty couch carved into the sides of the snow drift. A pile of pine branches was both padding and insulation for the icy sofa.I gazed into the smoldering embers of our little stove as Alice, and I huddled next to each. Maybe I was a bit naive. But it was her turn now, and she picked the top card to ask Mandy. “How often do you masturbate?” Now everyone was staring at Mandy, and her cheeks started to glow. But she, like Naomi, opted for truth. “Once a day,” she said meekly, her eyes closed, “sometimes twice.” Jen and Naomi giggled, and Liz whispered something under her voice that sounded suspiciously like “horny slut”, but I couldn’t be sure. The only thing I could be sure of was that this version of truth or. ‘Thanks Emms,’ I said giving her a brotherly hug, ‘I’m sorry about upsetting you on Monday…. You really are doing a fantastic job and I DO appreciate it.’ ‘It’s OK,’ she mumbled and then after a pause, ‘If you really want to make it up to me, there is something you can do…’ she added brightly and turned on her most winning smile. ‘Alright,’ I laughed, I was glad that we were tight again, it was difficult enough trying to deal with the problems brought about by her adolescent crush on me, I. "Jeff glanced over at Frank, who just grinned back at him, saying nothing.Bill went on. "Jill heard part of a conversation when the preacher and his wife thought she was asleep. Anyway, Jill thinks these two have been trying to save for a vacation to Hawaii most of their married lives. But ... he's a preacher, and apparently a devout one who seems to put others before himself. Jill thinks they gave her a good portion of their remaining vacation savings. Apparently their savings have suffered.