Dad and Jack had charge of the boys, who had built seven snowmen in the back yard, all about two feet high since that was all the snow we had. But the...boys were so proud. They’d named each snowperson after someone in their family. Drew, Damon, Daddy, Mommy, Tony, Meddy, Kate.“Tony, can you get more snow?” Damon asked me. “We didn’t make Grandpa Saul or Grandma Deb or Gramma Lexi.”I said maybe Santa would bring some when he came tonight.When we all finished the ham, turkey, pot roast, macaroni. As the DJ brought all the contestants out on stage, Randy stood and applauded loudly. Tom stayed seated, seeing Liz come out with the other girls, all younger than her, but none, in his eyes, hotter. Randy sat back down as the DJ announced the judging, and Tom leaned into him. ‘Are you still interested in a private dance?’ he asked him. Randy turned to him, incredulous. ‘Hell yeah, but you said-‘ ‘Not here, keep your voice down.’ Tom said. He waited for applause for the first girl to die down,. No harm done, say what! Spiffing." -- To Jennifer, I asked, "What about these strings we pull? Surely that's very rude. I thought you English were polite, so why don't you just ask the horsie to go the way you want it to?" Haha. You've got very silly ideas. You have to use reins to control a horse."I dropped the reins, leaning forward to tell my horse, "I'll tell you what, Old Girl, I'll be polite to you and you be polite to me. Won't that be jolly good?"My horse nodded her agreement.I leaned. He slowly approached to Jessica’s backside, keeping his hands down. Shane watched warily but was calm as there was no threat to his tiny friend. Whistle increased his frenzied licking as if he sensed the end was nigh. Dave got near enough Jessica could feel the heat from his torso as he bent over her. Slowly and gently, he reached over her shoulder and hooked his thumb into the top of her top, pulling it slowly almost as if in a tease to the others watching, until her nipple popped out and then.