[And Volgin debated for a moment, clutching tightly to Raikov's thighs. Something under his clothes and insulation strained for release, probing for entry against that snowy, little ass hiding under those shorts. Slide a hand over, get ready to tear down that waistband, and...

Raikov was knocked over to his side as Volgin stepped past him.]

I will go relieve myself, Vanya. [His direction indicated the door.] There is a lot to do and a few hours should be enough.

I will have things to prove to you after we're done.