Winter At Beech Mountain Chapter 9
My problem was that she had one of her legs thrown across mine , her warm thigh covering my morning piss hard-on.. Her arm was across my chest. There was no way I could move without waking her.. She had to be up and downstairs to work her first day by 8am.. I reluctantly rolled towards her, and her arm and leg slid off as she rolled her back to me, curled in the fetal position. I spooned up against her warm body, hoping that she would drift back off to sleep. We lay that way several...