“Ja,” Leonie replied. “I have to go to work.”“Do you want me here when you return?” he asked. He knew that he had somehow hurt her feelin...gs and she might want him out of her life now that she knew she had no chance for a future with him. It always ended this way. He hoped that, someday, he would find someone who could make him forget.“If you are still here, I will take you to the best dinner you have ever eaten,” Leonie promised. “If you are gone, then I will wish for you the best of fortunes. It turns out that there are a few other mushers around the state. Not many, but a few, and they'll race when they get a chance, and a six-pack of beer is a big purse for them. I wasn't feeling very good on Monday, but I worked the phones a little, and managed to settle a few things."Since this is my column, I'm taking this opportunity to announce that next year, the Winter Festival will feature three, five, and seven dog sprint races, sponsored by the Henry Toivo Post 27 of the American. The memory of the most taboo experience of my life flooded my mind; the thought of my uncle and my brother inside of me still made my pussy dripping wet even a week later. I felt ashamed but, still planned to continue the sexual relationship with both. I was showering to prepare myself for the night ahead. “Knock, knock,” I heard Jimmy say as he came into the bathroom. “I’m almost done,” I yelled from the shower. Jimmy pulled the shower back and said, “I know, just wanted to catch you rinsing. I murmur for him to kiss the back of my neck and he does so, giving me an electric jolt of pleasure as his soft lips press against the sensitive skin and his teeth gently nibble. He replaces his lips with his hand, gently pressing down on the back of my neck, trying to guide it down to his cockhead. I resist, not sure if I really want to go through with this after all."Please," he whispers in my ear. "Suck it. Suck my cock. It's so hard for you. Be a good girl and bend down and take it. Do you.