I felt my nipples harden as the night breeze came in through the windows, goosebumps rising on my skin. I felt too sleepy to move, so I tried to ignor... the cold and closed my eyes again.I felt Christian stop moving behind me and I heard him sharply breathe in, almost as if he was alert. Confused and annoyed that I was awake in the first place I didn't ask him what was wrong and just kept my eyes closed. After the thorough and drunken fucking I'd received not more than 3 hours ago, I felt like I. We were absolutely giddy in our joy looking out our big picture window at God’s work of art. The site gave us a feeling of being back in our old home where a bountiful snowfall was not as uncommon. The best part was when we woke up at our regular time of five in the morning the snow was still falling, each big snowflake falling gently to its predestined spot. I made some coffee and we opened up the blinds to just sit back and watch the show before us. It was so relaxing to just sit and soak up. I sat up and shifted onto my side a bit, Ronnie's lips leaving me, and I began to stroke Martha's breasts and nipples and whispered, "You're getting very warm." She smiled and whispered back, "You too." I licked her nipple, and along my back I felt the heated pressure of Ronnie's palm resting there. I felt bolder. What the hell, if Ronnie was going to be shocked out of her senses and take off in a huff, it may as well happen now. I was getting too horny to worry about it.I began moving my head. The next day the police found her body and arrested Toomey. The other guys, Fred Landry, Bill McGraw, Larry Conners and Don Anderson and I didn’t want to et involved so we decided to keep quiet about what had happened. We told the police that we hadn’t seen Toomey that night. I guess Toomey thought we were trying to do him a favor so he kept quiet about us as well. We all knew we should have helped that girl. I know I’ve had a hard time living with knowing I maybe could have saved her if only.