If the house is blown away or crumples, the storm cellar will survive intact. At least, that's the design."They looked further and found my food stock... and water. I said, "If the power goes out and if you're down here it's expected to go out, there is an extensive battery backup. All of the lights on the cellar circuit are twelve volt and run off the batteries constantly. They are kept charged by the outside power. These gauges can tell you what's going on." I pointed to a small row. "This one. I was secretly pleased with that statement, it just added to how close I felt we'd suddenly become. Emotionally I too, felt that it was better than I had ever had before, although being truthful with myself, I guessed that the purely physical side had not been that much different than a few of my previous better performances. Again I remembered those old, now married, friends saying how much better it was with the right woman. So physically it was as good as I'd had it but now that I'd. I was over joyed and my trick worked. I asked her to relax and stretch her legs and i placed my hands n pressed her legs over her saree. She was quiet and few moments later she asked me to raise her saree and massage her legs. I was very happy but at the same time was kind of nervous, my hands were very chill. I slowly massaged her legs and was feeling her smooth hairless leg. Suddenly she asked “why is your hand so chill?” I somehow managed and replied “it’s because of the a/c”. She said “oh. Sad but true, I did not lose my virginity until a few weeks into college. In just over a year, I had changed partners a few times and found a girl who was as close as I would get to "the one" for over a decade to come. She was lusty like few men ever are, practically a nymphomaniac. We had the most amazing three months of sex before I joined the service.Her pussy was downright indestructible. We usually fucked in my room at my parents' house or her dorm room at college. We originally used.