I smiled and nodded to Terry’s seemingly slumbering posture and said she might want to top off her coffee and I would appreciate a refill of my coke...and thanked her. As the waitress was starting to walk away Terry’s fingers were clenching and un-clenching on her right hand and her left was rapidly slapping softly on the table top. My grin grew even more wicked as I flexed my right leg and foot a little more insistently under the table earning me a low drawn out moan from terry’s half opened. I guess he needed all of that to keep his stamina up."Yeah, thanks, it's delicious..." Alissa wasn't even paying attention to me. Her hand was now in Auger's lap, I couldn't really see what was going on under the table, but I assumed she was once again playing with his big cock.I decided to break the tension in the room."So, Auger, how long before your next deployment?"Auger looked up at me, then back to Alissa. "I gotta go back in 3 months. I don't have to do much before then, Alissa asked me. Having just turned 18, life could be ruined in many ways and getting caught going into a place where guys lend you a hand was near the top on the list. I was about to walk away when I saw a handsome older man come out of the theater and walk up to the ticket window. He talked to the ticket agent for a few moments then looked straight at me and smiled. He went back into the theater. His smile made me decide it was now or never. Fear of getting caught on one hand, and a hard on that needed my. Immediately, goose bumps appear on my white skin. My nipples are so hard that they are almost painful. My feet are sinking down to mid-calves in the fresh snow as I walk towards the ladder. I can feel cold snow squeezed between my toes. This is a strange sight that my naked, shivering body progressing in the deep snow amidst men wearing thick layers of clothes and warm boots. The men place you against the ladder. The icy steel seems to bite my skin and to stick to it. My long, curly, auburn.