I grew up in the Northeast, I knew winters were bad here. But for some reason I always hated the snow. It was never because of the cold, or the inconv...nience it created. It was because that pristine blanket of white hid the ugliness, the dirt, the rotted blight that was the world. It made the world a lie. The Monster knew it as well as I did. Nothing was ever this pristine, this pure.The safe house was on the corner of Prospect and Church. A dingy little apartment on the top floor of a faded. She stopped and to her surprise i pulled my shorts down, revealing my boner. She was startled and turned around instantly. I told her that it was okay and she could look. She turned around and asked me what it was. I told her that it was called a penis. She asked me if she could touch it and i told her of course! She touched it with one finger like it was gonna bite her, when I suddenly grabbed her hand and put it around it.she said that i was really hard. I told her that i wanted to feel her. I put my hands on my hips and stared at her.She nodded in the direction of the diner's front windows. I glanced over and there was fifty or more people standing there watching my public humiliation. I moaned, spun around and started to walk away. Marianne beeped the horn. I looked back. She held my skirt out of the window of the car and waved it at me, making a face that clearly said, "Nyah, nyah, nyah".A glance at the diner showed that everyone saw it and understood what was happening. They. Diane wiggled from Emma's light touch but didn't say a word. Emma slid her hands back down to the bottom of Diane's shirt. She quickly released all of the buttons, exposing naked breasts to the cool air. Diane slid her hand down Emma's neck and onto her chest. She laid one finger on a collarbone and ran her finger along its length. She moved to the other side but lowered her lips down and kissed along the collar bone. She let her tongue slide along the protruding bone until she reached Emma's.