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The deuce-ace 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 place. Sara, as usual, was busy clearing away dishes and cleaning up the kitchen. And as usual, she was wearing nix but the velvet collar that Joan had given her.

"This is our last day here at the cabin,"said Joan."Tomorrow we have to start our long thrust back to the real number 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 world we left back at college."

"Some things will deepen, now."said Julie."Kevin and I are engaged, and that means I am basically out of the heavy obligation partying circumference now. No need to save fishing when you have already caught your bound of prize trout."

"We can company,"answered Judy,"but we go together, and come back together and make sure none of us does anything stupid that can screw up what we have found here."

"Sara and I have to cipher out how thing between us are going to deepen,"said Joan."I mean, do we move into the same bedroom ? Do we tell apart people at school that we are now a couple ? What do we tell our parents ? I know some material has to change, but some hooey has to stay the Sami. How do we decide which is which ?"

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

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

"Since about the tertiary day of newcomer year,"answered Julie."But you are not the only woman who likes to do housekeeping in the nude, so we figured we would honor your concealment. That's why we always made certainly we made some noise so you would listen us before we came out into the livelihood room."

"Everyone except Joan,"said Judy."She would cabbage out to the end of the hallway and stand there watching you clean the support room and kitchen. I scared the urine out of her a couple of time 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 acknowledge it to myself or anyone else."

"You didn't have to admit it to us. We knew. We always sorting of expected you to run out and jumpstart her off-white one day, but you never did. I was tempted to shove you out into the living room a couple of times 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 brow 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 fan have gotten their superstar uncrossed and just have to fancy out how to spend a penny that work in their lives from this breaker point on,"said Judy."As far as design for the day, I plan on skiing this break of day, and then skiing or hanging around at the lodge this afternoon with Ron."

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

Sara cleared the final home base off the table."So that plans our net day,"she said."What about our final dark ?"

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

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

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

"So the design for the whole day is this."said Sara."We go skiing together this cockcrow, come back here for lunch, go back on the incline with our bride-to-be's, come back here for supper, and then, after some wine-colored and relaxing in the hot tub, go to bed and screw our brainpower out until dawn."

"Not exactly,"said Joan."We have a nineteen time of day drive ahead of us tomorrow, so at least one of us has to be quick to drive offset thing in the morning. someone has to stop screwing at a reasonable minute and get some sleep. I think that will be Sara and me. You two can sleep in the car for a spell and driveway later in the day."

"Lashkar-e-Tayyiba 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 mediate hill chair face lift from here and once we are at the top, we may even convince our no-longer-a-snow-bunny to go over onto the real slopes for a while."

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

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The Three 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 other to defecate the tripper down the slope and punt 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 gumption to say 30, not 150."

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

"In other words,"said Sara,"you are going to sit in the hot tub until your brawn relax and then go sit in the snow until your can stops hurting."

"Something like that."answered Joan.

"Well,"said Sara,"there are three bottles of wine left in the example and if we get a brain start on them, we can finish off one of them before the happy couples get back. We have all afternoon to switch between hotties and cooly until you aren't sure if your ass hurts or not."

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

"Then we will stimulate to go slow and convey some rest stopover along the way,"answered Sara as she took off her arrest and carefully put it on the table. When Joan looked at her she explained,"Now I don't have to vex about getting that wet if I should consume to put my head under water for some reason."She then gave Joan one of her lop sided grins and added,"Maybe we will retrieve out if my breather control is large than your orgasm control."

Sara started for the door."I am going to go out and get that bottle of vino. I will meet you in the hot tub."

Joan got up from the tabular array, stripped off her clothes, and left them on the counter on the way over to the patio doors that led out onto the deck.

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

"Much better,"answered Joan."The warm water feels good on it tonight."

"Does it feel good enough that you can sit up on the edge of the tub ?"

"Why should I do that ?"

Sara gave her another of her skew-whiff 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 head under the water and went between Joan's legs where she gave her several quick licks and nibbles before having to come up for air."Besides,"she said, somewhat breathlessly,"you said we should take our sentence this afternoon and plasterer's 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 in force to me,"answered Joan as she used her arms to push herself up out of the H2O and onto the edge of the tub."But when we go out into the coke, I'll be the one giving you the pleasure."She laughed softly,"And that way I'll be on top. I absolutely don't know how you can lay in the snowfall on your back and still get so turned on."

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

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Later that good afternoon, Joan was sleeping on her tum on a deck hot seat when Ron and Judy walked up onto the pack of cards. Ron walked over to her and bow down to examine her ass cheeks."pervert,"giggled Judy and Joan suddenly snapped awake.

She looked up at Ron and he explained rather sheepishly,"Purely medical examination. 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 much better now."

"It's looking much better, too,"answered Ron."And that is from both a medical checkup and hornlike young man point in time of view."

"We'll take care 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 phone with her parents up at the lodge when we left."

Sara came out onto the deck carrying three robe. She handed a short, snowy gown to Joan, and another, similar robe to Judy. The prominent, flannel robe she handed to Ron."You can shift inside,"she said,"or, if you are comfy with it, you can just deal me your clothes and I will ingest them into the bedroom."

"I think I will change in the sleeping accommodation,"said Ron, but Judy began stripping off and handing him her apparel.

"Then you can take my apparel 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 belief on MY stub ?"

"Medically speaking,"Ron replied,"hefty looking. Horny Young man oral presentation, perfectly delectable, and enticing."

Joan looked up at him from her pack of cards chairman and said,"You two are going to take a shit it. There were about a K incorrectly ways to serve that dubiousness, and you picked one of the few right ones."

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

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

"Why are men so shy about getting peel in front of womanhood ?"asked Joan.

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

"Or maybe it's because men know that what fair sex really look at is their butts and that the presence side 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 rear to get you wet before a man's junk looks sexy to you ?"asked Sara."No admiration men are so fuddle. According to that, they would give birth to come on a woman backwards in order to name an impression."

"Or encounter football in those really sozzled pants,"added Judy. When Joan looked up at her, she added,"You don't think I watch the those secret plan for the cheerleaders, do you ?"

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

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

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

"Speaking of supper,"said Sara,"I can take heed Kevin's snowmobile now. I will get affair ready to go in about twenty minutes."

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following supper, events unfolded pretty much as Joan had predicted. Everyone recessed to the deck / hot tub for some wine-coloured and conversation, but before everyone had completed their offset spyglass 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 express joy ?"

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

"And you are a business major who wants to instruct the next embodied giants of the world,"said Ron."Joan, what is your major ?"

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

"I am stopping at an undergraduate grade and am going to teach grade school,"said Sara."I really do wish little Kid. There is something about their openness and honesty."

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

"OK,"said Joan laughing."I need to drive foremost tomorrow anyway."

"I have three evacuate wine bottles to put back in the case first. And then I have to picture out what to do with the cases,"said Sara.

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

"We had helper,"answered Judy.

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

By that prison term, Sara was making her last trip into the snow to return empties. When she came back she was carrying both fount of empty-bellied nursing bottle."I'll leave these here on the pack of cards and set them out in the morning before we leave. Right now, Joan and I have to finish putting away toys. We got nearly of it done this afternoon, but there are still a few thing left."

When Sara got downstairs, the lights were on, but Joan was already in bed. All of the Jurgensen's toy were washed, sanitized and locked away in the drawer. Sandy and Mandy's Saint Roy Chapman Andrews cross had been disassembled and returned to its place under the wardrobe along with the parts and clamps for the pillory. The specially built bench that could be a Sybian horse bandstand or a pillory was back under the pack of cards alongside the hot tub. But the door to Joan's auntie'press still leaned against the wall alongside the opening. And in the former bedchamber, 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 building block was plugged in and the remote was lying on the floor next to it.

As Sara came into the room, Joan looked up sleepily."I really do require to get some catch some Z's tonight. I thought you might need to swim off into pure joy by yourself for a while."

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

"Not unless you start screaming,"answered Joan.

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

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

Sara turned the switches and in a piffling 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 call it The Sounds of Contentment. It is so peaceful sounding .... so peaceful ... so peaceful ... ...."Her voiced trailed off into sleep.

Sara looked at Joan sleeping nearby and closed her eyes. As she drifted into her special place she thought about the previous solar day of their holiday."What I have learned in the retiring ten days,"she thought to herself,"besides the fact that Joan loves me as often as I love her, is that pure painfulness is dreaded, and ail mixed with pleasure can be really nice, but pure pleasure is wonderful."Soon Sara was swaying slightly on the Sybian saddle as she gave herself over to the pure pleasure that she was feeling.

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

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