We settled on Kick Ass, a fun movie that made us laugh, and when it was over, I plucked the sequel from the pile and waved it, which Chrissy nodded em...phatically to. Halfway through the second movie, the empty bottles were piling up, and as tipsy girls do, Chrissy and I lost interest in the movie and became super heros ourselves. Pillows were suddenly weapons, each hit overdramatized as a critical blow until we fell laughing into a pile of arms and legs and tattered bedclothes. It was at this. Although it had snowed for a short time the night before, the section of the lake that we had reserved was completely free of snow, leaving behind a sheet of relatively flat ice. I say relatively, because while it was mostly flat, there were still a few rough patches here and there; signs of whoever had used it before us.The first order of business was to install the dasher boards so we didn’t constantly lose pucks in the deep snow, made substantially easier thanks to Abi’s engineering. The. .. I feel at ease for the first time in what seems like forever.My limp body starts to writhe as your hands slide up and down my moist naked body.Your hand moves down towards my pussy, my entire body begins to shiver with anticipation, you slide your hands gently down my thighs and across my pussy lips, the path of this route is less resistive and you abruptly insert two fingers in one easy push. I gasp.My whole body shakes and I start to feel a little tense as you whisper into my ear "So long. .. is it Tyson's?"Melissa was quiet a long time. She shook her head. That answer surprised Brianna as well."W-whose is it?"Brianna tensed herself, waiting for Melissa to lash out again, but instead the other girl shrugged her shoulders."You don't know?" No," Melissa croaked.She wanted to ask how Melissa could not know, but she didn't want to sound condescending or judgmental, nor did she want to scare the other girl away. She wasn't sure why Melissa was suddenly opening up, but Brianna was.