The winds continued as night approached. The sound had diminished due to the snowpack, but we could tell it was deadly out. Tamara became stiff and less amorous, and I thought I might have let my desire go too far. The change was sudden, and it wasn't like she didn't happily participate. I gave her my concerned look, "Is something wrong?" She recognized the expression and nodded with embarrassment. She spoke quietly as if she didn't really want me to hear. It was one of the few things I understood. She needed to pee.

I tried not to smile, but it was hopeless. To me, it was humorous. We were...