Even the hot water heater was gas. We had plenty of candles and lanterns. So if we lost electricity, we would have light, cooking, heat, could bathe, ...nd it was cold enough that food wouldn’t spoil if we put it outside. I checked around the outside of the house to make sure all was tight and secure for a wind predicted to be over sixty miles-per-hour. I made sure the wood for the fireplaces was in easy reach. Although each had a gas log, the wood was really for flavor and scent, being hickory,. I put some KY Jelly on it, turned it on, and started rubbing it around my very tight virgin asshole. (It is very difficult to take pictures one handed in this position, but they seemed to be turning out very well). My husband always wanted to play with my ass, but I would not let him. Too scared it would hurt or be weird. But that little vibrator was causing some wonderful sensations in that area.I then stuck the end to my puckered hole and started pushing in. As first it didn’t seem to. Composed but not sent.“Oh, crap,” I groaned. “I’m sorry. I didn’t hit send. It’s still sitting here. It was so intense yesterday. This photographer works like I do. She completely isolates things and doesn’t want any interruptions.”“It’s true,” Kate said next to me. “The text is here on his phone. I’m so sorry, darlings.”“We were worried,” Melody whimpered.“Are you okay?” I asked.“Yes. But we miss you. And last night ... oh Tony! It’s so hard being split up with two of us on the East Coast and. "How did you end up a policewoman?" I wondered. I'd heard part of this story before, when we'd first met, but that had been sort of a crazy night too, being a fashion party. It would be interesting to hear it again and even get some details this time."I went to university in Frankfurt," Eva said proudly. "After I left my mother. It was not so difficult." Eva's very smart," Wolfgang said, trying to explain it. "She left Berlin and passed the Abitur, um ... It's a test. An examination." It is.