We slowed down when we came near a high ridge that had been made by a snowplow while plowing the ice road. I watched as our sled went up and over the ...ile of snow. Fortunately, everything stayed in the sled and we proceeded over to a group of ice houses where we wanted to fish.For a short time, we continued to follow the road. We eventually veered off again onto the unplowed surface. It was definitely less bumpy and we had to keep our speed up to prevent bogging down into the deeper snow.Once. ” She said as she held one of my breasts. Now I was embarrassed that I was every school boy’s wet dream!“You aren’t so bad yourself.” I said as I grabbed her breasts. “These are bigger than mine.”“I spent a long time hiding them. I don’t know why, but I did. Thanks to you stripping me in class, I will never hide them again.” She said, and then kissed me on the lips. That was rather unexpected, but enjoyable so I kissed her back. That was when the boys showed up with the food.They teased us. When the former Soviet Agents came to Alaska, with millions in counterfeit US dollars, he capitalized on a way to both "become a god", and to get revenge on the Air Force for giving him a "mentally unfit for duty" discharge. The discharge was a result of his almost being caught sending the transmissions to Russian agents code name "Boris and Natasha" then masking it by acting "spastic" and punching buttons and resetting dials at random.In that respect the discharge was preferable to being. Anyway, last year, when Dennis turned fifteen, we decided he had to get out of there, and brought him here to live with us. We should have done it long before.As the months passed we got to know each other better. By the time a year had passed and he reached sixteen we were comfortable with each other, and had accepted each other's quirks. Dennis is slightly effeminate. I don’t mean he prances around acting like he thinks he’s a girl. He just isn’t like most sixteen-year-old boys. He’s not.