Then nothing, her buttocks stung and burnt and she winced not sure when the punishment she yearned would resume. She jumped as something cold was rubb...d over the burning pain, cold and wet... He was slowly soothing her reddened pain with an ice cube. He circled her buttocks with the melting ice before he ran it down to the entrance of her ass. He held it there; rivulets of cold water ran down her bottom through the swollen lips of her pussy before dripping from her erect clitoris. He maintained. Dancing in some Baptist churches is a no-no, but we sort of dodged the issue by providing our own music in the form of MY Dan, me, Nikki with her Cajun triangle, and her Dan with that accordion. And we sang a couple of two-steps and a couple of waltzes, giving my new step-dad and Mom something to dance to.Terri was over by Bot-bot, whispering at him to get the right pictures and videos. He wasn't the only camera, either.We sent 'em off in Mister Bill's big pickup truck, headed to connect with a. Shannon seemed to indicate they were getting very friendly and maybe they would become intimate shortly. Kim had given every indication that she was receptive to his advances.Matt chuckled to himself when he remembered that old line, 'It's terrible when you are so popular.' His popularity with these women could change in a heartbeat but he hoped it wouldn't. It was hard for him not to get a big head and he needed to control his ego. These were all very nice and wonderful women who apparently. At least we were getting four or five minutes more daylight every day, so by the next weekend, there would be half an hour more light.Doc called me aside and calmed me down when I was about to panic and declare the whole project a loss.“Remember, Tony, we’re only working weekends and short hours until you have your quarter break,” he said. “We’ve got weather, daylight, and volunteer hours to contend with—not to mention the temperature.” Top temperature this week had been forty-five degrees. We.