Hi Mira.

Hi Joni. Guess what. I went sledding today. Up on Bunker Hill.

You mean back in...?

Yeah. For old time’s sake. It was fun. All these parents with their kids. I was just visiting my mom, and she had bridge club, so I went out for a walk, and I ended up on Bunker Hill. I think just about every town has a Bunker Hill. I didn’t have a sled but some cute kids let me try theirs. It was so fun.

It sounds like it. I wish I’d been there. I went for a walk, too. No Bunker Hill though.

Too bad.

Yeah. But it was pretty. Also cold. Maybe even desolate. But kind of magic.

Magic? How so?

Well, I did some poses. Ballet poses. You know, pirouettes. And the sun was low, so I could see my shadow on the snow. But it didn’t look quite right, the shadow, because I was wearing ungainly winter clothes. Boots and a parka and stuff. So naturally I took them off.

Naturally.

Uh huh, and then the shadow shapes looked much better. But then I noticed that I wasn’t alone any more. I was surrounded by a circle of old men in heavy parkas, and they were all staring at me, not at my beautiful shadow but at my real body. It was kind of unworldly.

So what did you do?

Well, I lifted my bent leg, higher and higher, until my heel was almost touching my pussy. And I knew that if I could touch my heel to my pussy, the men would all come. So I kept lifting, and then I did it. I pressed my heel against my pussy.

Did the men come?

I don’t know, but I came. I came so good and hard. I collapsed in the snow.

Jeepers Joni. That must have been...

Yeah, it was.

What happened to the men?

They left, all but three of them. We made snow angels together. Only more like snow devils. Their cum was like snow.