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The trine J's and Sara were sitting around the kitchen table of the cabin. Ron and Kevin were on duty, so they had left early to go up to the aid station. Sara, as common, was busy clearing away dishes and cleaning up the kitchen. And as usual, she was wearing nothing but the velvet collar that Joan had given her.

"This is our last day here at the cabin,"said Joan."Tomorrow we have to pop our long driveway back to the real world."

"This is our real world,"replied Sara."It is just that a whole lot has changed in the past ten days that we will have to fit back into the worldly concern we left back at college."

"Some things will vary, now."said Julie."Kevin and I are engaged, and that means I am basically out of the punishing duty partying circuit now. No need to hold fishing when you have already caught your demarcation line of prize trout."

"We can party,"answered Judy,"but we go together, and descend back together and make certainly none of us does anything dolt that can jockey up what we have found here."

"Sara and I have to figure out how things between us are going to modify,"said Joan."I mean, do we move into the Sami sleeping accommodation ? Do we tell hoi polloi at school day that we are now a couple ? What do we tell our parents ? I know some stuff has to change, but some clobber has to abide the same. How do we make up one's mind which is which ?"

"I know one thing that is going to exchange,"snickered Judy."Sara won't have to go tearing ass into the kitchen to put her dress on every meter she hears us moving around in the morning."

"You knew ?"asked Sara. The surprise on her boldness was very evident.

"Since about the third day of neophyte year,"answered Julie."But you are not the lone adult female who likes to do housework in the nude, so we figured we would value your concealment. That's why we always made for certain we made some noise so you would hear us before we came out into the living room."

"Everyone except Joan,"said Judy."She would mouse out to the end of the hallway and stand there watching you clean the bread and butter room and kitchen. I scared the piss out of her a couple of times by walking up behind her and tapping her on the shoulder."

"You used to watch me ?"Sara asked Joan.

"I told you I always more than liked you,"replied Joan."I just didn't want to admit it to myself or anyone else."

"You didn't have to admit it to us. We knew. We always sort of expected you to run out and jump her bones one day, but you never did. I was tempted to shove you out into the living room a brace of metre myself when you were standing there in a nightie breathing heavily and rubbing yourself."

"I didn't rub myself !"countered Joan.

Julie just raised her eyebrows and looked at Joan while nodding her head.

"Oh,"said Joan."I didn't realize I was doing that."

"But now the two star-crossed lovers have gotten their adept uncrossed and just have to cipher out how to make that work in their life story from this decimal point on,"said Judy."As far as plans for the day, I plan on skiing this morn, and then skiing or hanging around at the Sir Oliver Lodge this afternoon with Ron."

"That's sorting of my programme for the day also,"said Julie."Except I plan on being with Kevin this afternoon."

Sara cleared the final plate off the table."So that plans our concluding day,"she said."What about our final Nox ?"

Judy brightened and said,"Ron is staying here with me this evening. We will be apart for a long prison term and tonight will own to last us for a patch, so I will probably be screwing Ron most of the night."

Julie added,"Lapp for me.,"Then she turned shiny red and stammered,"I mean ... except not Ron ... Kevin ... Kevin and I will ...."

Joan said,"Stop digging Julie. You're at the posterior of the hole."Everyone laughed and she continued,"Sara and I won't be separated like you guys, so tonight isn't quite as excited for us. But we have a bunch of toys to complete cleaning up and put away."

"So the plan for the whole day is this."said Sara."We go skiing together this forenoon, amount back here for dejeuner, go back on the slopes with our fiancee's, come back here for supper, and then, after some wine and relaxing in the hot tub, go to bed and screw our mastermind out until dawn."

"Not exactly,"said Joan."We have a nineteen hour drive ahead of us tomorrow, so at to the lowest degree one of us has to be gear up to drive first gear matter in the morning. person has to stop roll in the hay at a reasonable 60 minutes and get some sleep. I think that will be Sara and me. You two can catch some Z's in the car for a while and driveway later in the day."

"Lets get dressed and hit the slopes."said Julie as she got up from the tabular array."The day is wasting. We'll ski down to the intermediate hill chair cosmetic surgery from here and once we are at the top, we may even convince our no-longer-a-snow-bunny to go over onto the really gradient for a while."

"I think I'm ready to try that,"resolve Sara as she started downstairs to get her ski clothes.

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The deuce-ace J's and an S spent the morning together and then came back to the cabin to eat luncheon. Ron and Kevin were getting off duty at 1:00 so Judy and Julie left former to make the trip-up down the slope and back up to the aid station.

After they were gone, Joan asked Sara,"Is your butt as sore as mine ?"

"Probably not,"answered Sara."It is red and bruised and still swollen, but I had the sensory faculty to say 30, not 150."

Joan replied,"Mine is sore decent that I'm not really in the climate for more skiing. I think that I am going to alternate between applying hot and cold to the bruised areas."

"In former Holy Writ,"said Sara,"you are going to sit in the hot tub until your muscleman relax and then go sit in the snow until your butt end stops hurting."

"Something like that."answered Joan.

"Well,"said Sara,"there are three bottles of wine-coloured left in the pillow slip and if we get a head teacher starting line on them, we can end off one of them before the happy couples get back. We have all afternoon to alternate between hotties and coolies until you aren't sure enough if your ass hurts or not."

"I don't know if I'm in for an afternoon of fasting, Marathon sex,"said Joan.

"Then we will hold to go slowly and contain some remainder stops along the way,"answered Sara as she took off her collar and carefully put it on the table. When Joan looked at her she explained,"Now I don't have to worry about getting that wet if I should have to put my head under water for some reason."She then gave Joan one of her lop sided grins and added,"Maybe we will get hold out if my intimation command is greater than your orgasm control."

Sara started for the room access."I am going to go out and get that bottle of wine-coloured. I will receive you in the hot tub."

Joan got up from the board, stripped off her clothes, and left them on the comeback on the way over to the patio doorway that led out onto the deck.

After she was in the hot tub, Sara set two glass of wine-colored on the border of the tub and came down into the tub with her."How's your bottom ?"she asked.

"Much punter,"answered Joan."The warmly urine smell good on it tonight."

"Does it find expert enough that you can sit up on the bound of the tub ?"

"Why should I do that ?"

Sara gave her another of her lopsided grins and answered,"Because I can't breathe under water, silly. And if I use a snorkel, I can't do this."Sara submerged her header under the urine and went between Joan's pegleg where she gave her several straightaway clout and nibbles before having to come up for air."Besides,"she said, somewhat breathlessly,"you said we should have our time this afternoon and float together in a cloud of pleasure. I figures I would start moving you up toward that cloud."

"That's not exactly what I said, but it sounds good to me,"suffice Joan as she used her weapon to push herself up out of the piss and onto the edge of the tub."But when we go out into the snow, I'll be the one giving you the pleasure."She laughed softly,"And that way I'll be on top. I absolutely don't eff how you can lay in the snow on your rear and still get so turned on."

"You'll always be on top for me,"answered Sara as her kisses worked their way down Joan's tum until her back talk began to nibble at her cunt.

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Later that afternoon, Joan was sleeping on her stomach on a deck of cards electric chair when Ron and Judy walked up onto the deck. Ron walked over to her and turn away down to examine her ass nerve."Pervert,"giggled Judy and Joan suddenly snapped awake.

She looked up at Ron and he explained rather sheepishly,"Purely medical. I was looking to see if any of the cuts or bruises were infected."

"I've been alternating heat and ice. And in between, Sara has been rubbing that ointment you gave me into - I mean onto - my butt. It really is feeling a lot considerably now."

"It's looking much better, too,"answered Ron."And that is from both a medical and ruttish immature man full stop of view."

"We'll take tutelage of the horny part later,"said Judy."Why don't we change and relax in the hot tub before supper ? Kevin and Julie should be down soon. They were on the telephone set with her parents up at the hostel when we left."

Sara came out onto the deck carrying three gown. She handed a short, bloodless gown to Joan, and another, similar robe to Judy. The larger, flannel robe she handed to Ron."You can commute inside,"she said,"or, if you are comfortable with it, you can just hired hand me your clothes and I will carry them into the bedroom."

"I think I will deepen in the bedroom,"said Ron, but Judy began stripping off and handing him her wearing apparel.

"Then you can make my clothes inside for me,"she said with a smile.

As Judy began to step into the hot tub, she turned her head over her shoulder joint and asked,"And what is your opinion on MY prat ?"

"Medically speechmaking,"Ron replied,"healthy looking. Horny Whitney Moore Young Jr. man speaking, perfectly delicious, and enticing."

Joan looked up at him from her deck chair and said,"You two are going to make it. There were about a thousand incorrectly ways to do that question, and you picked one of the few right ones."

Judy laughed as she settled into the water supply and then added,"He'd better have ... he'd better have."

Ron decided he would depart while he was ahead and took Judy's clothes with him back into the bedroom to change.

"Why are men so shy about getting uncase in social movement of women ?"asked Joan.

Judy laughed and answered,"I don't really know. Maybe it is because of the underclothes. Despite anything that anyone says, there is no such thing as sexy men's underwear."

"Or maybe it's because men know that what cleaning woman really look at is their nates and that the front face of a man just isn't that attractive unless you are already half-way to orgasm."suggested Judy.

"So you are saying that it takes a cute coffin nail to get you wet before a man's rubble looks aphrodisiac to you ?"asked Sara."No wonder men are so confused. According to that, they would stimulate to approach a char backwards in order to prepare an impression."

"Or play football in those really smashed knickers,"added Judy. When Joan looked up at her, she added,"You don't think I watch the those games for the cheerleaders, do you ?"

"I do,"respond Sara,"but that's probably why I am sleeping with Joan rather than Ron or Kevin."

"Speaking of Kevin,"said Judy."Julie has a postulation. She said Kevin has loosened up quite a bit, but please, no sex in straw man of Kevin. ‘ Take it to your room when it gets to that point'is the way she said it."

"I don't think we have to vex,"said Joan."I think Julie will have Kevin back in the chamber before Sara has the supper dishes done and put away."

"oral presentation of supper,"said Sara,"I can hear Kevin's snowmobile now. I will get things ready to go in about 20 minutes."

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pursuit supper, events unfolded pretty much as Joan had predicted. Everyone recessed to the deck of cards / hot tub for some vino and conversation, but before everyone had completed their commencement glass of vino, Julie was hinting strongly that it was time for them to go back to the bedroom.

After they left, Ron said,"Ok, why is everyone trying not to laugh ?"

"Because Julie is so sweet and unbowed and predictable,"answered Judy."She is going to make a great lab rat somewhere after she gets her doctorate in chemistry or physics or whatever."

"And you are a business organization major who wants to teach the future corporate giants of the world,"said Ron."Joan, what is your major ?"

"English people literature and composition,"answered Joan."I am going to be author who doesn't starve because I will be teaching others how to go out and starve trying to hold up off their writing."

"I am stopping at an undergraduate degree and am going to teach grade school,"said Sara."I really do like picayune kids. There is something about their openness and honesty."

"It helps that you are going to be a little kid forever yourself,"said Judy. She emptied the vino bottle, refilling her wine glass and Kevin's, and said,"So isn't it time for you kids to get off to bed ?"When Joan and Sara looked over to her, she added,"You've had the hot tub to yourself all good afternoon. Now it's our turn."

"OK,"said Joan laughing."I need to tug first tomorrow anyway."

"I have three hollow vino bottles to put back in the character first. And then I have to enter out what to do with the face,"said Sara.

Ron replied,"Leave them with your trash bagful. They will get taken for recycling. Did you girls really go through 24 bottles of wine in 9 days ?"

"We had assist,"answered Judy.

"But the help brought 48 bottleful of beer that also got finished off."insisted Ron.

By that meter, Sara was making her last-place misstep into the snow to return empties. When she came back she was carrying both cases of empty bottle."I'll leave these here on the deck and set them out in the cockcrow before we leave. Right now, Joan and I have to finish putting away flirt. We got most of it done this afternoon, but there are still a few things left."

When Sara got downstairs, the lights were on, but Joan was already in bed. All of the Jurgensen's plaything were washed, sanitized and locked away in the drawer. Sandy and Mandy's Saint Andrews Cross had been disassembled and returned to its place under the closets along with the parts and clamps for the pillory. The specially built bench that could be a Sybian horse stand or a pillory was back under the deck alongside the hot tub. But the door to Joan's aunts'loo still leaned against the rampart alongside the first step. And in the other bedroom, sitting on its pad next to Joan's bed, was the Sybian. The double penetrator attachment was installed on the top of the saddle. The unit was plugged in and the remote control was lying on the floor next to it.

As Sara came into the elbow room, Joan looked up sleepily."I really do need to get some sleep tonight. I thought you might desire to float off into virginal pleasure by yourself for a while."

"Won't it celebrate you awake ?"asked Sara.

"Not unless you start screaming,"answered Joan.

Sara kissed Joan goodnight and said,"I will save the riot to awake you up in the morning."Then she centered herself over the Sybian, knelt down, and settled back onto the dual dildos.

"It's already set to what you had it the other day,"said Joan.

Sara turned the switches and in a lilliputian while, her head was back and she was humming along with the Sybian.

"If we recorded that,"said Joan sleepily from the bed,"we could promise it The Sounds of Contentment. It is so peaceful sounding .... so peaceable ... so peaceful ... ...."Her voiced trailed off into sleep.

Sara looked at Joan sleeping nearby and closed her eye. As she drifted into her special lieu she thought about the former days of their vacation."What I have learned in the past ten days,"she thought to herself,"besides the fact that Joan loves me as much as I love her, is that pure pain is atrocious, and pain shuffle with delight can be really skillful, but pure joy is wonderful."Soon Sara was swaying slightly on the Sybian saddle as she gave herself over to the staring delight that she was feeling.

"Yes,"she said softly to herself as she rocked slowly back and forward,"this has truly been a tremendous winter vacation."

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