She’d woken at five that morning to three inches of fresh snow, with more falling, the morning news had informed her that both the district she work...d for and the one her children attended were closed due to the weather. Naturally, on a day when they didn’t have to go to school, her children were up by five-thirty. When they had school, Patty struggled to get them out of bed at six. For several hours, the snow fell and the wind blew so hard they could barely see the other houses on their. "What are you talking about?" she asked. "You think I can't hear you two in there?" "Fuck, I can't keep a secret in his place. Are we that loud?" "Sometimes. You're more of a talker. Lisa is a moaner." Nicole snuggled up against me so that her mouth was close to my ear and whispered: "Did you jerk off while listening to us?" I shrugged. 'Sometimes." Nicole gave me a little smile. 'Let me watch you." "Watch me what?" "Jerk yourself off. I used to watch Paul jerk off. I fingered myself. It was an orgasm of sorts, but unlike any previous, as if my body, my extremities, had become liquid pouring from my cock. Unlike the lightning strike, fireworks orgasms of the past, this one dragged on and on. Consciousness left me, flowed from me with the fluid from my cock. I collapsed onto him like the skin of a deflated balloon, but still he went on and on. My cock stayed hard, its naked head flopping up and down on the cold slimy porcelain as he forced his fearsome rod up, up, up into me.. I need at least thirty eight scheduled hours in order to keep my health insurance. I can't afford to lose my insurance."She was right, but I wasn't done yet."Do you go to church, Mrs. Sanchez?" Damn it. There you go again. You really know how to piss a person off. What the hell does my church attendance habits have to do with my job?" You sure are hot-headed, Mrs. Sanchez. I would appreciate it if you would calm down a little until I am done." And stop calling me 'Mrs. Sanchez.'. I am not.