" A tall, at six feet tall and at least and young-looking black guy said this as he came out of an old looking shack that was run down with weeds and ...ver-grown grass."What do you think we should do, Jerome?" A deeper voice asked as an even taller looking black man who looked to be all muscle came out casually from the same area."I say we take these two out to some special place. What do you say, TJ?"Alex was not in the mood to take crap from anyone right now but at the same time he knew better. Her long slender legs soon ate up the road between them and he managed a short nervous smile. She stopped just short of him, produced a packet of cigarettes as if from no-where and asked him if he had a light. Fumbling in his pockets, he brought out an old lighter and sparked it into life. She moved closer and, taking his hand in both of hers, bent to the flame. She smiled and thanked him, but they both knew that it was all a charade, a way to break the ice. She didn't feel like messing around. Seeing her grin at him as she began to lower herself to the ground, he let go of her breasts and watched her kneel. He was amazed as she began to stroke his hardness, swirling her tongue around his tip and looking up at him. Before he knew it, she was licking him from tip to base and back up, holding his balls firmly in her hand.He stretched out his arms, placing them against the sides of the booth to steady himself. Feeling her lips close around his head, he bit his lip as he watched her move. And with a last name of Whit, it soon followed that not only her parents, but soon all of her friends simply called her Snow. Snow Whit without the e.And just like her name, she came to love the outdoors, especially during the wintertime. The beauty of the mountain snows, the smell of the fresh crisp air, the almost fairy like atmosphere after a particularly heavy snow when the trees, meadows and everything about was carpeted and hidden away beneath the splendor of it all, beneath all that pure.