After we cleaned up the hut we prepared to leave.It was an unwritten agreement, you always leave the place the way you found it, apart from the firewo...d which National Park staff always replenished. They did not want anybody cutting trees down.As we were preparing to leave Sarah asked me to fuck her again before we left. I was more than happy to oblige. She wanted to do it in the snow and make snow angels.“Could I do it cowgirl again?” She asked as she had really enjoyed it the first time it. A thud against the car made me jump, dropping the phone into the footwell of my Escape. My hand grasped my chest as I inhaled deeply, peering to my left to find Dom distorting his face past the point of terrifying, looking instead ridiculously stupid. Yet still, his striking features managed to somehow enable him to retain some level of attraction, even in this crazy state. His sharp jawline outlined a handsome face, now absent its forced distortion and replaced by his classic dimple-producing. .”Phil left the rest unspoken and the reporter gulped slightly. He knew the Bartons could buy his paper in a heartbeat and put him on the obit desk.“It won’t,” he said. “You have my word on this.”Phil breathed deeply and nodded to himself.“If those bastards don’t shut up I’m going to bury them,” he said. “I’m sure you have contacts with someone who knows them so get the word out. I will break up marriages. I will see at least four of them in prison. I will see the rest of them bankrupt. I have. Something like a reflex reaction. She is caught by surprise. I do not want to pressure her for anything, but she cannot know my intentions. She stands now close to me and I can feel her chills from time to time. I guess that she never expected that someone would not preserve the safety distance expected between two persons who do not know each other at all.I sense the tension.After positioning her in front of me, my hand slipped on her hip. I realize that I left it there for more than thirty.