got out of his lap. “That’s not pee , silly.” Audrey grabbed her ring and slipped it back onto her finger.
Stephen sighed as he watched her back away from him. Murder was too good a punishment for whoever had decided to call at such an inopportune moment. He wanted to ignore the phone, grab Audrey, and ravage her, but she was already heading toward the door. He got up and tagged after her, jogged over, and picked up the phone. “Hello?”
“Stevie! You’re alive,” the voice came over the line.
“George, you sorry sack of shit, you’re late!”
“Nice to hear your voice too. How are your supplies holding out?”
“I’ve already had to eat one of my legs, so you assholes better hurry up and get out here.”
Audrey clamped a hand over her mouth, and her eyes brightened with a smile. Her voluptuous breasts bounced erotically as she giggled silently.
“I’m guessing you had enough to feed four people for a week, so I figure you’ve got plenty left.”
“Yeah, yeah. Why didn’t you guys come get me in one of the four-by-fours?”
“The bridge is out, and the ice brought down so many trees it’s taken a while to get the road clear. They’re building a temporary bridge so we can get the trucks across to come get you. The word is maybe another hour until it’s ready to cross, but that still leaves us twenty miles away. The line guys just have gotten the phones fixed. The tree that took out the bridge brought down the phone and power poles. There’s no telling how many trees are down between here and there.”
“There aren’t any down out here that I am aware of,” Stephen said.
“Great. Maybe you’re far enough north that you didn’t get any of the freezing rain.”
“Yeah, I think it’s just snow out here, but it’s really deep. So when do you think you’ll be here?”
“They’re going to run a snowplow in front of us, and we’ve got a bunch of guys with chainsaws, but it may be this evening or tomorrow before we get there. It just depends.”
“Well, at least you’re on the way.”
“Hey, listen, there’s a little chick in the last cabin on the road. It’s a few miles away from you, but they want you to gear up and hike out there to see if she’s okay. They’ve been trying to reach her on the phone, but she’s not answering. The cabin owner has a pair of snowshoes stashed behind the firewood box on the back porch, so strap them on and get going. This is your big chance to be a hero, buddy. Call me back as soon as you see her.”
“Yeah, George, she’s here with me. She tried to drive out the first day the storm hit, but she put her car in the ditch right near the end of the drive. She’s been here ever since.”
“Oh really ?” George asked, going extra heavy on the sarcasm. “What does she look like, Stevie?”
“Five three or five four. A hundred and fifteen pounds, maybe? She’s shrugging her shoulders. I’d guess thirty-eight, twenty-four, thirty-six. She’s shrugging again. She has this long, silky auburn hair that hangs almost halfway down her back. Perfect skin, with light brown freckles all over. A smile so bright that it’s light could actually escape from a black hole and these big brown eyes, the kind that make a man feel like melting into a puddle on the floor.”
George cleared his throat. “Sounds like your dream girl, Stevie.”
“Yeah, she is.”
“You’re a lying sack of shit. Now get your ass out there and check on that chick because she might be in trouble.”
Stephen shook his head, still gazing at Audrey’s naked body. “He doesn’t believe you’re here.”
She raised an eyebrow. “Why not?”
“Stevie, that sounded like a female voice in the background. How did you do that?”
“George, I’ll let her speak to you.” He handed the phone to Audrey but put his head close to hers to hear what George had to say.
“Hi, George, I’m Audrey”
The line hissed quietly.
“George, are you still there?” Audrey
Stephen sighed as he watched her back away from him. Murder was too good a punishment for whoever had decided to call at such an inopportune moment. He wanted to ignore the phone, grab Audrey, and ravage her, but she was already heading toward the door. He got up and tagged after her, jogged over, and picked up the phone. “Hello?”
“Stevie! You’re alive,” the voice came over the line.
“George, you sorry sack of shit, you’re late!”
“Nice to hear your voice too. How are your supplies holding out?”
“I’ve already had to eat one of my legs, so you assholes better hurry up and get out here.”
Audrey clamped a hand over her mouth, and her eyes brightened with a smile. Her voluptuous breasts bounced erotically as she giggled silently.
“I’m guessing you had enough to feed four people for a week, so I figure you’ve got plenty left.”
“Yeah, yeah. Why didn’t you guys come get me in one of the four-by-fours?”
“The bridge is out, and the ice brought down so many trees it’s taken a while to get the road clear. They’re building a temporary bridge so we can get the trucks across to come get you. The word is maybe another hour until it’s ready to cross, but that still leaves us twenty miles away. The line guys just have gotten the phones fixed. The tree that took out the bridge brought down the phone and power poles. There’s no telling how many trees are down between here and there.”
“There aren’t any down out here that I am aware of,” Stephen said.
“Great. Maybe you’re far enough north that you didn’t get any of the freezing rain.”
“Yeah, I think it’s just snow out here, but it’s really deep. So when do you think you’ll be here?”
“They’re going to run a snowplow in front of us, and we’ve got a bunch of guys with chainsaws, but it may be this evening or tomorrow before we get there. It just depends.”
“Well, at least you’re on the way.”
“Hey, listen, there’s a little chick in the last cabin on the road. It’s a few miles away from you, but they want you to gear up and hike out there to see if she’s okay. They’ve been trying to reach her on the phone, but she’s not answering. The cabin owner has a pair of snowshoes stashed behind the firewood box on the back porch, so strap them on and get going. This is your big chance to be a hero, buddy. Call me back as soon as you see her.”
“Yeah, George, she’s here with me. She tried to drive out the first day the storm hit, but she put her car in the ditch right near the end of the drive. She’s been here ever since.”
“Oh really ?” George asked, going extra heavy on the sarcasm. “What does she look like, Stevie?”
“Five three or five four. A hundred and fifteen pounds, maybe? She’s shrugging her shoulders. I’d guess thirty-eight, twenty-four, thirty-six. She’s shrugging again. She has this long, silky auburn hair that hangs almost halfway down her back. Perfect skin, with light brown freckles all over. A smile so bright that it’s light could actually escape from a black hole and these big brown eyes, the kind that make a man feel like melting into a puddle on the floor.”
George cleared his throat. “Sounds like your dream girl, Stevie.”
“Yeah, she is.”
“You’re a lying sack of shit. Now get your ass out there and check on that chick because she might be in trouble.”
Stephen shook his head, still gazing at Audrey’s naked body. “He doesn’t believe you’re here.”
She raised an eyebrow. “Why not?”
“Stevie, that sounded like a female voice in the background. How did you do that?”
“George, I’ll let her speak to you.” He handed the phone to Audrey but put his head close to hers to hear what George had to say.
“Hi, George, I’m Audrey”
The line hissed quietly.
“George, are you still there?” Audrey
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