As a parent, I had to be tactful, yet understanding. Shit, I thought, this is not what I signed up for. I was struck with the same fears I had before... I needed to play the adult, but my own hormones became active again. I started thinking about them again, often revisiting the bedroom videos. Again, I became obsessed with their erotic behavior and again I started masturbating to the fantasy. I needed to talk to them soon. ~~~~~~~~~ It was an early fall morning and the air temperature was cool.. Tears filled my eyes but this injury was the least of my worries. Plunging one hand into the white blanket, I felt some kind of fabric as well as a pole like object. Pulling at it, the snow began to separate and an old tent appeared from underneath. It must have collapsed due to the weather but it seemed to be still intact and worthy of giving shelter. I pulled it higher; pitching it up until it was high enough for me to crawl inside. As the sheets separated, some of the snow followed me in. As we make our way to the living room we continue with our conversation but now have the hunger to touch, kiss, hold hands, and flirt. And so the foreplay began, I gradually make my way over to him; he adjusts to allow me to straddle him, As I look into his eyes I can tell he has craved this moment as much as I have, wrapping his arms around my waist sends shivers through out my body and places small Goosebumps on the back of my neck, I tilt forward and start to kiss him, I can feel the. "It was some sort of food-related thing — 'cafeteria', or 'delicatessen' ... what is happening to my memory these days?" Buffett, sir, Warren Buffett." I filled in."In any case," I continued, "I was seated next to your wife, while you were seated on the other side several seats closer to the dais. Between the chap from OPEC and the Italian Ambassador's wife, as I recall." Ha! The most intriguing evening I've had at Mansion House in years. Neither one of them had a word of English. Not that I.