“Watch this,” she said, stripping the suit off her. “C’mon! You too!”Rain is COLD, but I’m not to be outdone by my sister nutcase.Ben’s ...taring at us from his dry vantage point inside the pilothouse.You cavort in the rain. We cavorted the requisite amount of time then, “Dammit, Mandy! This is COLD!” and I ran for the pilothouse.She was right behind me, giggling and shivering. I tossed her a towel.“You two are REALLY nuts!”We pressed further under the storm clouds and the rain went from ‘shower’. I managed to dissuade him saying that my ass was still hurting but I knew this would not keep him off me for long. Sucking his cock calmed him down but I knew he would want my ass again soon. My biggest problem was that I was spending a lot of time with him, drinking in the Polish bar…..and I can’t refuse sex when I’m drunk! Anal sex had excited Panek and now all he wanted was anal! But our relationship was fading and fading fast.After a few days, when I could not avoid Renaud any longer, I. “Are you from Fort Laramie?” he asked.“Practically, my home is about three miles from the actual trading post, but I sell them food and accompany their resupply wagons to St. Louis each spring,” I replied.“You just got here from Fort Laramie?” he asked, stunned. “I’m surprised that you could survive the cold.”“As long as you’re dressed for it, it’s survivable. I go out hunting and trapping in early January before we leave, and it doesn’t even get up to zero during the day. February gets a bit. I watched her as she sucked her fingers, turned her back on me and I could just see her shapely bum swinging away from the window. The light went out. I went to bed to dream my dreams of her. I love school holidays now, and me, a young looking twenty two year old. Man I couldn’t wait to see Laura again. It was not quite so hot the next day again but I still went out into the back yard hoping upon hope that she would appear but no luck. How frustrating. A tune started going round my head and I.