When he came home from school one day after that his momwas waiting for him to tell him Frosty had been run over by a car and killed. Jimmy was distra...ught. The next day his dad asked if he wanted to get another dog. Jimmy saidno because although he loved Frosty fucking him he felt it wasn't right so decided not to getanother dog. After a few months passed, Jimmy was walking home from school one day and saw a dog fucking another dog. He stopped and began watching and immediately got a raging. That thread of conversation went on through the next two girls. The whole reveal was an easy lighthearted grilling that didn’t embarrass me at all. Joyce drank one and half coolers while interrogating me then it was my turn “Now I have questions for you.”“I know, that’s why you brought me to a secluded parking spot in your cozy little car with alcohol to loosen my tongue” she quipped. It was an opening I couldn’t resist “What can you do with your loose tongue?”“Ha,” she sparkled, “wouldn’t you. All round my neck and shoulders she went, the tops of my arms, down my back, round my sides, and the merest hint of a touch on the sides of my flattened boobs. They were still a bit tight and sensitive and her touch, however fleeting, felt good. Then she was off down the rest of my back. I loved it all - the skin across my whole body seemed to be sensitive and responding to her light fingers. Soon she was on to my legs and copied what I'd done to her, going first right down the tops to my feet,. Again, he skates down center ice, picks up the puck, he shoots...and it's GOOD! The arena lit up with cheers and energy; Rick just won the game for us! He skates back to the bench, after celebrating with the team on the ice. And while I'm clapping, he says something to me. I read his lips and it was, "That was for you", with another smile on his face. Naturally, I stay after most of the people had left the arena, looking to get an autograph - at least, that was my excuse. I got up, walked.