“Oh, by the moon Jamie, you like having this big white dick down your throat don’t you? XXX And we all believe in you because of it.”
And even though the man in Frost shuddered as he heard those words, he knew Jamie was right and that this was the reason why he had not felt the wonder of days past. “What do you want to talk about then?” Jamie said, admiring Jacks stark white hair blowing in the icy wind and his frank red lips which looked to be little flames in contrast to his pale body. “garrgggjhhhhssghggarrr” gurgling noises were the only ones coming from Jamie between his gasping breaths. The snowball fights, the flying, the icicles, sledding, skiing, snowboarding, ice skating, and catching snowflakes on your tongue? “I guess you don’t have a gag reflex.” Jack joked.
