“With your help, I think I can walk. Just get me back inside the cave. We both know that I’m going to bleed out, and I don’t want to die out her... in the cold.”“You’re not bleeding out here or anywhere else,” she snarled back even as she could feel the tears freezing on her face.“Get me up,” he demanded. “You know that bolt is in my lungs,” he wheezed.“The pain keeps me from taking more than tiny sips of air. I’m going to bleed out in a few minutes, and I’m not going to die sitting out here. “Where you a’takin’ me?” she asked, big-eyed.“Down close to the city, a lady’s big house, a nice lady.” I looked down the front of her gaping dress and admired the scattering of freckles splayed across her bulging charms. I knew the ancient madam would be scandalized.She wiggled and played with her stay strings.“Aw’right,” she said, “but I got t’say g’bye to some a’my friends. Yer boys ain’ gonna like this,” she said to the inn keeper.He nodded and looked mournful.In less than an hour she. He was fortunate that her birthday came before she got pregnant.After the wedding he expected things to slow down a bit. No, she wouldn’t let that happen. Just as Fred had been best man at his wedding he had been best man at Fred’s wedding a few months before his. It was like a whirlwind of sex. They had double dated a lot before so it didn’t seem so odd to continue. Yet now the girls were dancing with either of them and even kissing them. It just progressed so easily. Soon he watched Fred fuck. (Good ending) ((I think so too, kind of short though)) (Yeah, but you can either say it was over or make a sequel later) ((Good point)) (Say, where'd you get that book in the first place?) ((Oh, it was down at this neat shop at the mall)) (What was the name of it?) ((I think it was Spell's We Have or something like that, they had this odd old guy in a bathrobe running the place)) (You'd think that he'd dress better for running a business) ((Yeah, but he gave me a great deal on this book)).