No such luck. I tried to see past them, wondering if there was anything coming the other way, but the dust was just too damned thick. Those dumb fucke...s might be on vacation, but I wasn’t. Hell, I had a good eight hundred and something miles between me and Whitehorse, and another three seventy-five beyond that to Stewart River. At this breathtaking speed of something less than forty-five miles an hour, I might make my final destination by, oh, say, Thanksgiving of next year?Some smart-ass in. She said ‘my hands are very cold, i want to put them somewhere warm’ in my ear. and she reached for my jeans. she hurried with the button and unzipped me. i felt the strain of my hard on loosen up as she pulled my jeans down. my cock head was shooting up from inside my boxers. she slid her hand inside and reached for the shaft. and she gasped ‘aaahhh’ as i felt her cold fingers circle my warm shaft. she kneaded my balls. she suddenly pulled her hand out. i almost lost my sexual frenzy. but she. Claire asked me if Han knew I saw other people and I told her that technically she didn't. Then as I tried to explain the technicalities, Claire abruptly stood up and with previously unheard disgust in her voice said, "If there's one thing I can't stand it's someone who can't be trusted!" Claire grabbed her coat and hastily charged out the door. Stunned and embarrassed, I picked at my food as I waited for the waitress.After paying I walked back to Claire's to try to explain, but she either. “You can’t!” I exclaimed. “That would be so cool. Show me, please! Show me.”Jessica scrunched her face, moved her lips back and forth, and finally said OK. She took off her jeans and her panties, tossing them on the floor with her top, and sat on the bed, now naked before me.“Wow,” I said, “you’ve got a really cute pussy. A little bit of hair, but not that much.”“Yeah,” she said. “Now watch.”She first put one foot behind her shoulder, then the other, which struck me as an amazing thing to be.