There was a clean crust of icy snow on the ground and Keith thought absently that it was a shame to spoil it with urine. He found a place against the ...overhang downhill from the tent to relieve himself as he gazed up at the millions of visible stars. They were scintillating. With no city within a hundred miles to light up the sky, nothing interfered with the clarity of the patterns. It crossed Keith’s mind that Gutenberg could have meant charting heavenly stars according to the pattern drawn on. Her nails raked his back and buttocks, took his sacs in hand and squeezed gently, feeling them swell with lust as he sank into the welcome embrace. Slow-slow, quick-quick, slow: the dance began."Yes!"A hoarse whisper, a moan, smothered in warm lips that welcomed him gladly, consuming him in beauty. He delved deep into the fire, protected by nothing but love for the woman of his dreams, and burned every preconception in the process, beginning to understand the true meaning of all that she was. What movie are we going to see Jessie?” she said. “It’s a double feature Mom, no clue.” Said Jessie. There was a long pause in the back seat. I watched Mrs. Hover check me out. I looked ahead to see Jessie in the rearview mirror give me a dirty look.Jessie parked the car in a secluded spot in the back of the drive in. There were a few cars at the drive in. It was not to busy. It was just getting dark. We could hear the previews on the radio as we all looked straight head toward the huge. She giggled at the thought. She had heard the other girls use that, and many other words, to describe their vaginas. She had heard words from other countries used by her friends in High School, and at college. A Mexican girl had called it her "panocha", and a German girl had called it her "fut." While she was in college she was acquainted with a Vietnamese girl, that had called it her "kiloam." They ALL had been fun to listen to. The Vietnamese girl and her, with some others, had been in the.