The warm air, wherever the warm air was coming from must have caused the snow to melt either before it hit the ground or soon afterward.I stepped onto...a rock jut on the right side of the gap and hopped into the chamber. I put one hand down on the ground as the other went to Bo’s neck for a pet and hug. “What do you suppose this means, boy?” As if he knew or could answer. If I kept this up, I would sooner or later be imagining his responses back to me. And, maybe he was able to read my mind. Over six foot tall, and built like a rugby forward. It turns out he's not a rugby player, but a rower. He's in a coxed eight that competes at county level, and he trains a couple of times each week when he's on the early shift, and most weekends for at least a couple of hours. So it's no wonder he's so fit! A full body workout like that does wonders for the physique, and boy did he have a physique!I remember when he told me about his rowing I was reminded of the old joke about the radio. But you should see the women, they are as hairy as a Yak."She giggled again and pinched my nipple. "I love the way you can make me laugh, Johnny. It makes being with you fun." Ouch," I said as she gave my nipple another twist. She was laughing harder as I grabbed her and rolled her on top of me. I swatted her pretty hard on the butt through the covers, "stop abusing me, woman."When I pulled her over onto me she ended up between my legs. When I smacked her ass she ohhed and ground against me, I. “I knew guys like him in college,” I said. “They wanted the best of everything. They had their lives mapped out and their dreams included a trophy wife, a big house, an expensive car and a cheap secretary.”“Sounds like my ex,” Jane muttered with a snort.I shrugged. “My point is that when something doesn’t fit into their fantasy, they place the blame on whatever doesn’t fit. Most of them get a rude awakening and become better people. One of those guys found out that the shark that his wife hired.