..to thaw...." Forget it," Cain said brusquely. "Get inside and get warmed up."He watched the man stumble up the steps, his frozen coat hanging from h...s shoulders like cardboard. The man's wife got him inside and waved quickly to Cain and Sheri and closed the door.Cain turned to go and saw that Sheri's coat was wet too. While not yet turning blue, she was shivering and clutching her arms to her chest."I didn't get it crimped in time," she said, her teeth beginning to chatter.Should they risk. They lived in an apartment complex with a pool and clubhouse. We went swimming in the pool and I got a look at Sylvia. Tim and Sylvia are about 30 years old. She was about five foot five and a little over weight with big tits, wide hips, and a very cute face. She had long chestnut hair. Her suit was cut low in the front to show a lot of cleavage and I enjoyed the view (always a big-boob admirer). We went back to their place and had steaks on the grill and beer. Sylvia was in a wrap-around sun. Everything was moving so fast. Bill hadn’t even had time to really ponder what life will be like without Amber. As he tried to picture his life without her he broke down again and started to cry. He laid on the starched sheets of his motel bed and bawled like a baby. An hour had passed. Between the lack of sleep and his crying, Bill felt like he had been hit with a truck. He still had to get to the bank. Before he left he found the number of the local newspaper and ran the ad. He then headed. Ill have you for my mate, my love. She closed the book and set it on its spine between her thigh and the arm of the chair. Winding her lithe arms around my neck she leaned forward and brought her face close to mine. Her honeyed breath caressed my lips and teased my nostrils. Ill be your slave, she offered softly. Ill do anything you want. I dragged her from the chair and into my arms, my chest rising and falling rapidly. Breathing wasnt a necessity, but I was unable to deprive myself of her.