“Is that a problem?”“Yes! Just get your boobs off me, at least keep your fat on your side of the sleeping bag.”“This is ‘my’ sleeping ba..., you’re a guest in my bag, so show some respect mudak.”“What does that mean, ‘mudak’? You keep calling me that. Is it some Borealan insult?”“No,” she said, her hot breath on his scalp making him squirm with discomfort. “It’s Russian, it means ‘child’.”“I’m an adult,” he protested, and she laughed at him again.“No you’re not, you’re a tiny little child, a. The outdoor pools in Minnesota sometimes freeze completely solid – six- or eight-feet depth of nothing but ice. Even on the Great Lakes, you can sometimes drive a semi-tractor truck on them fully loaded because the ice is so thick.”The dinner table conversation typified each of them learning about the other. Alice felt warmly about Pam, and could see how easy it was for Dave to flirt with her. For his part, Dave had ramped up his flirting, especially touching Pam’s arms, hands, or shoulders,. ’ Since I drove and Janice didn’t, that made a world of sense, so we made a date. Grocery shopping on the Monday night before Thanksgiving. Putting this down on paper makes my enthusiasm over such a mundane event seem rather foolish to most, but then again you would have had to have lived my life over the prior six years to fully appreciate the way I felt. Chapter 3. Shopping for Thanksgiving dinner. When I knocked on Janice’s door that Monday evening. she opened it almost as soon as my. My hole was throbbing, little spasms of pleasure as it pulsed with every heartbeat. I needed to sit down and soon. Once I made it to the front lobby I sat on the padded bench for a little bit, enjoying the pulsing of my sphincter as it tried to grab my shorts and suck them up inside of me.After a little time had passed I was thinking it might be time to go cruise for a little more action, but before I could get up, here he was, in the lobby, sitting down at one of the benches, giving me the.