It certainly drowned out her foul language, and I think the tearing in my eyes made me miss the murderous look in hers as she got back to the tent. I ...as only able to stop as she unceremoniously, pushed her way into the sleeping bags. She didn’t stop to towel off, or even brush all the snow from herself. She just bulled right in.Now it was my turn to yelp. She was COLD! Her feet! They were ice cubes. Her legs and hips, wet and cold like a live person had no business being. And she was pushing. When you get there you do some dancing and drinking and have lots of fun. You meet two guys Jason and Joel at the club. There is instant chemistry between the 3 of you.Though only in their early 20’s, you first notice Joel checking you out across the bar. It's then you realise the choice of that little blue dress and matching 4 inch heels was a good choice tonight. Although you are flattered the younger men find you attractive, you dismiss their looks as just boys being boys. Suddenly your mind. Blake and Charlie were bringing Tommy's little body ever closer to cumming hard. Blake was slowly squeezing and stroking his boy-size six-inch cock while massaging his balls with the other hand, and Charlie was pinching and massaging his erect little-boy nipples. It was a sensory overload for little Tommy and had him squirming and lifting his ass off the couch. Both men were whispering dirty talk into the boy's ears, as they maneuvered themselves into a fucking position of this unsuspecting. It wasn't that guns were evil or bad, after all, her security team kept her safe by force of arms, it was the fact that without the Second ... the provisions of the rest of the protections of the people were no longer valid.That was what "the Ruling Class" wanted. The problem was, the Ruling Class was getting old. Old men and old women, steeped in power and privilege, were dying. They were Law Makers and law makers must make laws ... they did.Passing laws that do not apply to themselves ... or.