. or they were clumped in with masses of other detritus but concentrated in a single area along the face of the glacial ice.The ice is melting ... wat...r is rushing down the ice and cutting immense grooves and pockets as it works its way out of the ice ... RUNOFF ... hey, the oceans start to fill up again.While there is an enormous amount of surficial water ... water on the surface of the ice ... there is as much, if not more, water following the paths of least resistance UNDER the ice ... water. I could not find the Speedos, which might have been a good thing as they don't flatter a paunch. I found an even older pair of swimming trunks, which had once contained a lining to contain ... me ... but exposure to chlorinated water had rotted it away. However, they came halfway down my thighs and covered everything, when I tried them on and checked in the wardrobe mirror.I didn't think I'd particularly hurried, but I was the first of us to reach the tub. Probably a good thing, as it gave me. “I cannot believe that Ingeborg was that hot! Why you were keeping away from me?”“She had a few bad experiences with guys, but I told her you would be the perfect one!”“Ahhhhhhhhh! Yeahhh! Fuck me, Vic! Fuck me! Let your cock inside me! Uhhhh!”Vic fucked Ingeborg the best he could, as they stood with that position for a while and the blonde serviced her boss with the accuracy of a mistress in oral arts. Then, they decided to try other positions to make the fun go better.One of those had. She liked Miss Conklin a lot, but she never expected anything like this! She knew some women were homosexual, but never dreamed anyone she knew was like that. Especially Miss Conklin. Her school jacket slid off her shoulders, urged by Miss Conklin’s tender, insistent hands. ‘Stop her!’ Dianna’s mind screamed. ‘Don’t let her touch you like that! It’s wrong!’ But Dianna couldn’t respond. Miss Conklin was her friend, one of her only friends, and she didn’t want to make her angry. If she angered.