“I wondered what happened to you girls,” he said. I took my breasts in both hands as I recalled the summer after my sister Patty’s freshman year in college. XXX Cell phones were being charged in the cars, but they weren’t much use because service was out. “Last night, you know. And you can’t go back to that cold place,”
I stood there staring at her with tears and desire in my eyes. Other than kissing and rubbing warmth into each others’ backs, it was a couple of shivering moments before we could think about anything but overcoming the cold. “It’s OK Veronica,” I murmered, “It’s OK.” I kissed her more. Troy’s first wife had gone out on him after 10 years of marriage and that led to their divorce, but as far as I knew he had always been a straight arrow.
