And they were wonderful. As flawless and Andrea and Brett, with a style all their own. It was as close as it gets, a 5-4 split, but they moved into fi...st place. Andrea and Brett were in second and the Canadians in third. The Russians and Germans, fourth and fifth, would join the top three in the final group for the free skate, two days hence.Sunday, Sophia and Warren gathered Betsy up and headed to the same place they had found themselves four years before--the ski slope, for the men's. She pulled away gasping, "Shit, you cum a lot!" No girlfriend, remember? At least none that puts out," I reminded her."Fuck them. I'm your girlfriend now, and I promise, I'm a sure thing," she said, resting her head on my stomach, while Mark plugged her."Mark, can you go get some lube?" She asked her husband, while I stroked her hair and looked down at the woman who'd just blown my mind."Your wish is my command," he told her, giving her substantial ass a smack before standing up and pulling on. I don't think they took too kindly to your macho menacing words about swats on their behinds there."I smiled up at her and I let her know I thought I felt a slight kick or two as well in my hands. "So my beautiful Kaleigh, what do you think we should do now with these misbehaving little rug-rats?"Kaleigh's eyes got real big as she smiled down at me. She then mischievously said, "I think you may need to thump them a time or two with your ray-gun, and then if that doesn't work, you can try to. The implications take time to percolate into your brain. Mother saw my face. She hastily added, “Briggs is in France. You’ll never find him. Everybody knew you would kill him.”Then she got a harsh look and said, “I don’t need to tell you that this is God’s judgement. So, accept it” She added in a kindlier tone, “Faith’s buried in the Congregational cemetery if you care. We wouldn’t allow her to be buried in our churchyard”It was like being submerged under a breaching whale. The pain was.