Thank God he lives in the middle of nowhere. Seriously. Its mid January. I woke up in a daze and walked to my bedroom window to take a look outside... My heart skipped a beat as I realized there was about 3 inches of snow on the ground! I put my fluffy pink robe on and went down stairs in a hurry. Mind you, I sleep naked. Its just more comfortable, and I dont have to worry about clothes constricting me. Its kind of hard not getting swallowed to death by a pair of 32 D tits when youre 17. It was sort of an in-between mixture. It was very good, though. It complimented the salad very well, with its olive oil and spices.We were barely finished with our salads, and some good conversation, when he was back. He picked up the salad plates, and then was back refilling our glasses. A couple of minutes later he was back again with more hot, soft, bread sticks. Another person came with a large tray. Our waiter distributed our dinners, and asked if anyone also wanted more cheese. The girls,. "What am I doing now, baby?" You're pulling out." What am I pulling out of?" My rear." Not your rear, baby. I'm pulling out of your vagina. Say it for me." You're pulling out of my vagina." Good girl." She was as excited by this after-glow teasing as she wasby getting him off. "What am I pulling out, baby, and don't say myhand, it's not my hand. Hands don't go into vaginas. What am I pullingout?" Your... penis."She smiled. "That's right, baby. You've had my penis in you and youliked it, didn't. But alas, a little too little, and a lot too late. I was encircled by youthful exuberance, but not in a threatening way. Much the way, I imagine celebrities feel when surrounded by overzealous fans, safe and in-control but detained and intent on leaving. Evidently, a toll had to be paid to allow me to pass.The negotiation was one-sided. I handed my scrunched-up thong to the ringleader ceremoniously, presenting it like a tribute, who stuffed it into the front pocket of his shorts, now he had.