The only thing in my mind’s eye was the scene I’d witnessed half an hour earlier. I simply could not get this unknown man’s cock out of my head.... I probably looked like some sort of maniac, the way I was squirming and playing with my genitals. Sure – like everyone, I enjoy slow, deliberate masturbation sessions – but not this night. I reached my first climax in less than two minutes.Instead of feeling a sense of relief, however, the first one only increased my energy and my need for more. I lay. The first half of the drive had been pleasant enough, you catching up with Heather over old times and old loves, with Heather going over in serious detail every one of her last breakups. Eventually, you dozed off.As you see trees surrounding you now, you ask, "How long was I out?" 'bout three hours, one hour since we left the last town," she retorts."Aren't you tired?" you ask."Never say die," she replies with that cute smile again. You swear that she's got dimples on her pale skin, but you. After the snowshoes had been made, the group left the shelter. They made a last check to be sure everything was put back in its place and the room was clean. One of the elves was always in the lead.They were about a week from Elvenholme and the elves led the two humans from shelter to shelter. Sometimes they arrived well after dark, since traveling on snowshoes was slow. Still, the shelters were comfortable, and they fed the group easily.One day as they walked, the snow became easier to walk. But why did the thought of her still with her boyfriend make him so sad? He barely knew the chick so why was he so fucking attached already?The elevator doors dinged open and he let go of the breath he’d been inadvertently holding when he saw it was empty. He didn’t know why, but for now he just didn’t want to be seen going to her room. Exiting on her floor, Dillon walked along the corridor looking for room eight. The heart within his chest thumping stronger with each step that drew him.