The chill of the night air spilling into the car was an awakening kiss calling me to attend to reality. I tried to focus, but the need Tom had stoked ...nside my pussy demanded my fingers' attention. I began to touch myself with one hand, found myself on a mission to bring my cunt famine relief.Mandy turned around to face me, was about to say something, but instead called to her husband, "Tom! Just look what you've done to the poor girl. How could you think of leaving her in such a state?"He came. He decided that he was going to head there after work.He rounded the corner and saw a sign that said 'Vuarnet' and headed towards it. When he entered he was relieved to find the shop considerably cooler than outside. It was still early so the store was also empty. There was no bell on the door announcing his presence and he didn't see any sales people. The dimness of the store caused him to have to go right up closely to the display cases and look. The glasses all pretty much looked the same,. As the path began towiden, some one eager to get past the crowd bumped into me trying to pass.A walking cane fell to the ground and landed next to my feet. While itwas not my fault, I felt awful knocking someone's mobile support out oftheir hands and quickly bent over to pick it up. Its owner, a woman, wasalready ahead of me retrieving the black cane out of the snow before I hadthe time to bend my knees."I'm so sorry," I said, not really having a need to apologize. I grabbedher arm, helping. By time Sam gets in the cab my soldier is just about standing down. Putting on my jeans however, was quite the challenge. As she drives off, I start on the living room. The beer bottles and the empty bottle of Mexican knock-out juice are thrown in the trash and the entire lodge returns to a state of innocence. Two aspirin, a liter of water and a packet of crisps. My hangover cure. Although this morning’s excitement got rid of the edge, my breakfast starts kicking in and the throbbing ever so.