.. Miss Sissy? What, Vick? Or should I make it'Vicky'?"Vicky? She had given me a girl name. I had never thought to do that onmy own. Guess I'd be...en closeted even from myself in some ways. I took abracing breath and thanked her for inviting my input, trying not to getcarried away, but enthralled by the chance to participate at that level. I crossed my arms limply over my chest and pressed my thighs together,aware of how vulnerable it made me appear. In a whisper I said, "Maybeyou. It’s hard to say who initiated really deep French kissing. We continued lips and tongues sharing the moment intensely. I sat back just a little. My hands took hold of that stiff penis and used as if it were a dildo. Now that we had a little space between our chests he pushed my boobs together and put my cute nipples into his mouth. Meanwhile, I continued using him as a pussy massage tool. Then without warning, I slipped that fleshy dildo deep inside. Two sets of hands returned to passionate. I had been shivering for the last thirty minutes and sat down out of the wind, sheltered by an old oak tree. I had only intended to stop for a few minutes. When I sat down I felt better, and warmer, and really tired. I ate some more chocolate but couldn't force myself to start the final trudge home. I now know I was suffering from hypothermia, but at the time I just sat there, doing nothing.I was watching the snow fall. In the shelter of the trees the flakes were falling slowly but I could see. He was very worried about her. He had never had any woman pass out on him during sex like she did.Jack took the grain dishes from the corral when the horses were done eating, rinsing them out at the pond before putting them back in the shed with the grain barrel. He went back to the cabin, quietly went inside and checked on Ariel. She was still sleeping, but her face was still slightly flushed. He gently laid a hand on her forehead. She wasn't feverish, but he wet the washcloth again and laid.