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Can you sneak out?” I texted in reply, “Yeah, I think so.” Brea replied, “Come to my window. My phone vibrated, I picked it up to see it showing me the picture of Brea straddling me in the snow in her chilly glory, and read the text, “Storm’s keeping me awake, know everyone else is prob getting some, haven’t had you all day, and I want some too. With the storm keeping her awake, and knowing everyone else was getting some, Brea just couldn’t take it anymore, turned on the bedside lamp, pulled out her phone, scrolled until she found the picture of me in the snow under her, and texted me.

The thunderstorm continued into the night, keeping everyone awake, and as Brea and I lied awake in our beds in our cabins, we knew all the couples were probably doing what couples do during a thunderstorm, but we were missing out. The next day, events conspired to not allow me and Brea to get together all day, mainly relatives that hadn’t seen me in a year or had never met Brea wanted time with us, and a thunderstorm set in late in the afternoon so everyone was in their cabins, and we couldn’t sneak off together. None of the following events occurred outside my imagination.

No incest occurs in this tale, all sexual participants are atleast 18, and beyond that, this is only my fantasy about her. Disclaimer reminder: The girl in this tale (‘Breanne’/’Brea’) is only related to me by a piece of paper, the marriage licence from her father (who fathered ‘Brea’ with the wife he is divorced from) marrying my cousin, who is not Breanne’s biological mother.

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