I approached her sleeping body slowly, afraid she might wake up.The moon lit up the room, enough for me to see very well. The bathroom light was on al...o. She was sleeping naked in her bed, and snoring. The sheet was barely covering her lower torso. I could see her beautiful tits and her flat stomach. I wanted to make love to her right then and there. I thought to myself, “Are you crazy? What if you get caught?”I was very nervous. I touched her beautiful foot, just to see if she would wake. If. I couldn’t even remember the last time we'd had snow like this. I gave her the news. "I just heard a report that all the freeways are closed at least until tomorrow." Her lovely eyes got huge when she realized what that meant. "We can't go home then, can we?" "No, we can't." Then I realized I better call the front desk and get the room for another night. When I hung up with them, I told Ginger they said they'd got dozens of calls asking for rooms, but were saving them for the guests they. Jaq was wearing a nurse's uniform, black stockings, and six-inch high-heel shoes. Jaq welcomed us both with a kiss on the cheek and led us into the lounge.Greg sat a little quiet on the sofa next to Jaq and I went to the kitchen to fix some drinks. I came back to find Jaq and Greg chatting like old friends and set the drinks down on the coffee table. Jaq looked over to me for approval, I nodded and she started to stroke the obvious bulge that had appeared in his lap.Greg looked over to me and I. “Hatchery Road, ladies and gentlemen!”The audience responded wildly – clapping, screaming, and whistling their appreciation. Rennie, handing off his guitar to one of the stage crew, grinned at the response and waved back to show he heard them. He was hardly alone. Glancing around, he could see Josie and the rest were doing the same. Motioning to them, he had them follow him to the edge of the stage where they waved a bit more at the crowd, before bowing and heading off to go backstage.No sooner.