However, it was frigid, windy, and there was about two feet of snow on the ground. Even though it was Saturday, the whole gang went to breakfast toget...er at the dining hall. Once again, Barry was the creative force behind our next activity."Touch football in the snow," he suggested with a grin.Six of us were game. Besides myself, Barry, Dennis, and Kevin, there was another one of our neighbors, Ron Wiggins. The one girl brave enough to join us, naturally, was none other than my Julia.So, we put. It took two of our lot five minutes just to fight their way to the bar to get our order in, there was nowhere to sit, and wherever you stood there were people jostling you as they made their way through the place. The juke box was playing, but was drowned out by the deafening roar of human voices. I like pubs, but my taste runs more to quiet inns with about three customers, where the loudest sound is the ticking of the clock on the wall. Basically, I was hating the experience. The whole point. .plea...please...take it out...OH...OH...UHUH...MMMMMM...I can't take this...please ssssstttttooooppppp. Brad just moaned and slid his monstrous penis back and forth filling my rectum and anal canal with his ginormous sex tool. Brad new what he was doing as he worked my butt. Brad started to whisper in my ear and kiss and suck my ear lobe, occasionally inserting his tongue into my ear. 'Damn, David, them boys were sure right, your ass is the tightest I've ever had.' He would kiss my lips and. Unfortunately, the newspaper reports were so vague as to time and place that he was not able to find the scene of the crime. I even called Chief Donovan to offer my services, but he declined. He was sure that conventional police work would quickly turn up the perpetrators (perps).I let it ride at the chief’s request, but there were three more such kidnappings, and the police still had not found a suspect. I called Chief Donovan again, and he was more receptive this time. He gave me the exact.