.”“Now, honey,” Vicky consoled him, thinking that her husband was embarrassed by their little fantasy. “It’s all right. Lots of people have ...heir fantasies. I’m sure Joey knows that.”Ric sighed and didn’t say anything for a moment, then reached out and squeezed Vicky’s arm. “Let’s see if we can find some game, okay?” he grinned at her.Vicky grinned back, knowing all was forgiven, although she hadn’t the foggiest idea what was being forgiven, if anything. ‘Must be Joey, ‘ she decided, because. I smiled as well. Sweetpea rested my head on his chest and held my hands."So Peaches, you said I was your last crush and you like to masturbate while thinking of your crushes, right?"I turned red in shame. But my cock jumped to attention. I didn't say anything."So how many times did you jerk off thinking about me?" he asked.I replied "Thrice."I felt his fingers wrap around my shaft as he started jacking me."Thrice? Like this?" he asked.My head fell back and I closed my eyes as pleasure ran down. " I know you are... Steven... I..." Over the line, I heard her swallow hard. "Promise me, now, you won't get upset or anything. I mean, I'm not really sure how you feel about this, I'm not... I..." She took another breath. "You know, we talked. Before you left. And I -- Steven, I have so much going on up here. I can't tell if it's all falling apart at once, or all falling together at once. It seems it's been so long since I've seen you, and... I wonder if... I wonder sometimes, if you're still. As I was watching the yard light shattered. No way was I trying to get home. I have no idea where my horses are.There are lights on in the trailer. Some poor soul caught in the storm? Refuge is never denied in winter. I’ll find out about it when the wind stops. The electric stayed on. The phone went down but we had power.The Guard, familiar with the Avocado, but unaware of the cabin, delivered the small rectangular heavy cardboard crates that weighed 40 lbs. and had a volume of 1.12 Cubic Feet.