Then it really hit me. We haven’t gone through the last two and a half years together. She has done everything alone. She has been both mother and f...ther. I know nothing of what she has had to do to keep the family together. If she was keeping it together with LTJG Fuckhead helping her out, I really can’t complain.Her developing a relationship with someone else, is that really her fault? If I had been with her here she would not have even given LTJG Victor MacDonald the time of day. I believe I. I didn’t know that diesel fuel gels in extreme cold and wouldn’t pass the injectors. This was cold like I’d never felt before. My snow pac boots froze to my feet and had to have water poured on the felts to get them off.On the morning I couldn’t see my truck, the drift was covering the north end of the house to just inches below the header. I had to tunnel to the coal shed to refill my Warm Morning stokers. Did I mention the cold? Local thermometers dropped below minus 55 F (-48 c). After the. Tingles of pleasure echoed through his skin, causing him to shiver. Meanwhile the invisible fingers slid and caressed up and down his body, centering in towards his pelvis. "It's too bad we're in public, and you have to keep your hands in safe places," she breathed into his ear. "But I get to go anywhere I want."And to illustrate her point, the invisible fields concentrated, oscillating on his crotch. "Oh, fuck," Joey sighed, and he squirmed happily."How's that?" she asked, licking his. " Now let's clean up this mess," she said staring down at the puddle ofmy puke. She closed her eyes for a few seconds and a shimmering sheetof spirit energy seemed to appear under the puke. The spirit energyrose up from the carpet, shaped itself into a bowl which she picked upas it reformed into a ball."Cool," I said. "Kinda gross, but cool." Who says you have to be a Spellbinder to get vomit out of carpet,"Marion said giving me one of her lopsided grins and a wink as shedropped the spirit-ball.