They had just joined Joan and Sara in the hot tub when the four of them hear the whine of snowmobile engines.Two bright orange snowmobiles with flashi...ng yellow strobe lights mounted on them drove into the back yard. The drivers wore bright red snowmobile suits with white crosses on the back and the words "Snow Rescue" above and below the cross.One of the drivers got off his snowmobile and walked up the steps of the deck. He was talking on a radio set as he got to the top of the steps. . You have already brightened my day to no end, Madame Poirier... for at last, I understand why Igat is such a beautiful child... her mother is a ravishing beauty."Madeleine blushed immediately; she dropped her eyes in sincere, if, gentle embarrassment. "You're most kind, M'sieu', but I must admit that I don't feel very ravishing... coming to you with my sordid story this way..." Ah, ma chere, but you mustn't degrade yourself over an unfortunate affaire d'amour," said M. Girarde suavely. "How is. So I was following that way and religious Islamic law. In my teenage. I had feelings to speak and look at men and started to like men. I had interest to listen stories from other women while talking about men. By that time I even understood as what happens when it's wedding night from my aunts and cousins. I was getting more interested. As the rules of my family I was not allowed to look or speak at men. But sometimes while going for personal shopping I was feeling shy when some men were. With a drunken hazy look on her face, my wife took a few more deep puffs from the joint before lying back on the sofa giggling away. Sensing that the time was ripe, James lifted my wife up from the sofa and carried her into his bedroom as I excitedly followed behind.As previously planned, James' bedroom was almost pitch black with the curtains drawn and lights off. Only a very faint light source from outside the window peering through the small gap between the curtains helped us to navigate.