And...I'm back. Well, I'm glad that no one seems to have been disappointed.
It hadn't occurred to me till late on that one of the disadvantages to posting this in chunks with time inbetween each segment was that the flow of the story would naturally send you all – or most of you <g> - in the opposite direction to the one I was intending to go. So I'd gotten just a smidgen concerned this was going to be an anti-climax for most of you. I'm delighted that you enjoyed it.
And, hey, you never know – I might just do that 'trapped in snowbound cabin and have wild night of passion' story at some point, all the same. <g> Maybe I haven't got all that snow out of my system yet.
Yup. Drowned. Which is the least they deserved. That'll teach them to mess with my Muse.
For some reason, your description of the dog in bed with Lois just had me laughing out loud.
LabRat