It was still cold. It was 23 degrees according to the thermometer mounted on the front porch.Sgt. Ballerton took a vehicle everyday to check to see if...anyone had gotten close to the house. He was worried and wanted to start mounting a guard. Greg vetoed that idea as he pretty much knew it was impossible for anyone to drive, let alone walk up the hill in this much snow.Sgt. Ballerton also made sure every vehicle was started twice a day and run for 20 minutes to insure that the batteries remained. Annika war ein richtiges Mannweib. Groß, muskulös, kurze blonde Haare. Kampfsportlerin. Sie hatte schon in der Grundschule mit Judo angefangen und trainierte mittlerweile irgendwelche japanischen Kampfsportarten, von denen ich keine Ahnung hatte. Jedenfalls wollte sich keiner mit ihr anlegen, auch keine Jungs. Sie zogen hinter ihrem Rücken zwar regelmäßig über sie her, waren am Ende des Tages aber froh, wenn sie sich gut mit ihr verstanden. Im Grunde war sie sehr friedvoll. Ausgeglichen, wie. Playing spin the bottle wouldn’t have been too bad if it was regular spin the bottle, but it wasn’t. My best friend, Melissa made sure of that. When the bottle landed on you, you had to kiss that person, but if someone you have already kissed spins, and it lands on you again, you had to go into the spare room and do whatever the group decided for ten minutes. If you refused, you had to remove a piece of clothing.It was the weekend of my seventeenth birthday, and I was staying the night at. “No cumming,” you say, so I push the feelings away as the woman cleans your cum from me a second time. “Do you want to know who the woman is?” you ask. I nod as best I can. You pull the bind fold off and I see my friend, Lisa, who was at the club with me tonight between my legs. I blush deeply as she looks up, into my eyes, her tongue still deep inside me. “She says she followed you from the club. Told me she wanted in on the action or she’d tell everyone. I told her she could join but she had.