Cover him in blankets and lay him near the fire.

Keith carried the man over to the fireplace. Softly he laid him down, and then he turned to his wife. "Ginny, can you get this man some warm clothes and a couple blankets? While I take care of the paperwork?" He asked.

Virginia nodded in agreement then left the room to fetch what she needed. Keith had checked the man but found no identification when they rescued him. Keith had quickly written down the license plate number, as he did with all other similar cases. As Ginny entered the room she saw Keith exit out the other door.

The male they had rescued remained **** and lay motionless on the floor. Virginia lowered herself on to her knees beside the black man. Slowly she unzipped his blue jacket. Once the zipper was at the bottom she parted it in the middle and opened the front. Ginny was careful when she removed his arms from the sleeves. She took the same care when she removed the rest of the man's clothes. After removing the black male's boxer shorts Virginia gasped, she quickly placed her hand over her mouth.

The black man was very well hung, his dick was limp but she still estimated it was 5- 6 inches long and very thick. Ginny had only been with one black man and that was Keith, he was also very large. All the jokes she heard in the past about Black guys being huge was suddenly making sense to her. She had to shake her head to clear it. The size of the man's cock was the last thing she needed to be thinking about. With the thoughts pushed aside she quickly dressed the man in some warm cotton pants and a thick sweater. She laid two blankets over him and tucked them under his sides and feet.

Virginia joined Keith when the man was safely resting and warming. The married couple fixed themselves a quick lunch of cold sandwiches and a garden salad. Ginny had used the last of their fresh vegetables for the meal and they would probably be without anymore for the rest of the season. The couple always stocked up on lots of canned and boxed foods every fall. They knew when the snow fell it was almost impossible to make it to town for shopping. When the weather was at it's best the couple usually made a trip or two to town for basic supplies. The weather network this year was claiming this winter to be the harshest in 20 years and neither Keith nor Virginia was looking forward to it.

As they ate their simple meal the two spoke.

"Ginny, I couldn't find any ID on the man," Keith said.

"Did you check his vehicle?" Virginia asked.

"No, I hadn't a chance. I think after we're done eating I am going to go out again and see what I can find in his car," he answered.

"What about the license plate number? Did you get it?" Ginny questioned.

"Yes and I ran it. The computer said it belongs to an Adrian Fields from Grand Creek," Keith told her.

"Grand Creek?" Virginia said in surprise.

Grand Creek was almost 3 states away, probably a good 600 miles. Keith consumed the last bite of his tasty sandwich then stood up from the table.

"I will be back shortly. When I get back we'll radio in to headquarters and let them know the situation," Keith told her.

He got dressed and left with the truck, to see what he could find.