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The Three J's and Sara were sitting around the kitchen mesa 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 get down our farseeing drive back to the tangible world."

"This is our real earth,"replied Sara."It is just that a whole lot has changed in the preceding ten days that we will sustain to fit back into the earthly concern we left back at college."

"Some matter will change, now."said Julie."Kevin and I are engaged, and that means I am basically out of the intemperate duty partying circuit now. No need to go on fishing when you have already caught your limitation of prize trout."

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

"Sara and I have to figure out how affair between us are going to change,"said Joan."I mean, do we act into the same sleeping accommodation ? Do we tell people at school that we are now a brace ? What do we tell our parents ? I know some stuff and nonsense has to change, but some stuff has to stay the same. How do we decide which is which ?"

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

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

"Since about the tertiary day of entrant year,"answered Julie."But you are not the only woman who likes to do housekeeping in the nude person, so we figured we would respect your privacy. That's why we always made sure we made some haphazardness so you would listen us before we came out into the living room."

"Everyone except Joan,"said Judy."She would filch out to the end of the hallway and stand there watching you clean the bread and butter room and kitchen. I scared the peeing out of her a twain 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 take on it to myself or anyone else."

"You didn't have to admit it to us. We knew. We always kind of expected you to run out and jump her finger cymbals one day, but you never did. I was tempted to shove you out into the sustenance room a couple of prison term 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 lead uncrossed and just have got to figure out how to make that oeuvre in their lifetime from this dot on,"said Judy."As far as plan for the day, I plan on skiing this morning, and then skiing or hanging around at the lodge this good afternoon with Ron."

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

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

Judy brightened and said,"Ron is staying here with me tonight. We will be apart for a long fourth dimension and tonight will have to concluding us for a piece, so I will probably be screwing Ron nearly of the night."

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

Joan said,"Stop digging Julie. You're at the merchantman 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 gang of toy dog to fetch up cleaning up and put away."

"So the plan for the all day is this."said Sara."We go skiing together this morning, number back here for lunch, go back on the slope 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 brains out until dawn."

"Not exactly,"said Joan."We have a xix minute drive ahead of us tomorrow, so at to the lowest degree one of us has to be ready to drive get-go affair in the morning. mortal has to stop screwing at a reasonable time of day and get some sleep. I think that will be Sara and me. You two can sleep in the car for a while and drive later in the day."

"Lets get dressed and hit the slopes."said Julie as she got up from the table."The day is wasting. We'll ski down to the intermediate Hill chair aerodynamic lift from here and once we are at the top, we may even win over our no-longer-a-snow-bunny to go over onto the tangible side for a while."

"I think I'm prepare to try that,"answered 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 lunch. Ron and Kevin were getting off duty at 1:00 so Judy and Julie left former to puddle the head trip down the slope and stake 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 sense 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 switch between applying hot and cold to the bruised areas."

"In early intelligence,"said Sara,"you are going to sit in the hot tub until your muscularity relax and then go sit in the nose candy until your butt stops hurting."

"Something like that."answered Joan.

"wellspring,"said Sara,"there are three bottles of wine-colored left in the case and if we get a headland start on them, we can terminate off one of them before the happy couple get back. We have all good afternoon to flip between hotties and coolie until you aren't indisputable 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 have to go slow and take some rest stops along the way,"answered Sara as she took off her leash and carefully put it on the tabular array. 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 forefront under water for some reason."She then gave Joan one of her lop sided smile and added,"Maybe we will find out if my breath command is slap-up than your climax control."

Sara started for the doorway."I am going to go out and get that nursing bottle of wine. I will encounter you in the hot tub."

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

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

"Much in effect,"answered Joan."The warm water system feels good on it tonight."

"Does it feel safe enough that you can sit up on the bound of the tub ?"

"Why should I do that ?"

Sara gave her another of her cockeyed grin and answered,"Because I can't breathe under piddle, silly. And if I use a snorkel, I can't do this."Sara submerged her head under the water supply and went between Joan's stage where she gave her respective spry licks and nybble before having to come up for air."Besides,"she said, somewhat breathlessly,"you said we should take our time this afternoon and ice-cream soda together in a swarm 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,"do Joan as she used her arms to campaign herself up out of the body of water 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 bed how you can lay in the snow on your rachis and still get so release on."

"You'll always be on top for me,"answered Sara as her candy kiss worked their way down Joan's stomach until her backtalk began to pick at her cunt.

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Later that afternoon, Joan was sleeping on her belly on a pack of cards chairman when Ron and Judy walked up onto the deck. Ron walked over to her and crouch down to examine her ass cheeks."degenerate,"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 goat. It really is feeling much estimable now."

"It's looking much better, too,"answered Ron."And that is from both a medical and aroused young man gunpoint of view."

"We'll take guardianship of the horny character 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 inn when we left."

Sara came out onto the deck carrying three robes. She handed a unretentive, bloodless gown to Joan, and another, standardized robe to Judy. The larger, flannel robe she handed to Ron."You can change inside,"she said,"or, if you are easy with it, you can just paw me your clothes and I will direct them into the bedroom."

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

"Then you can consider 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 and asked,"And what is your opinion on MY butt ?"

"Medically speaking,"Ron replied,"healthy looking. Horny young man speaking, perfectly delectable, and enticing."

Joan looked up at him from her deck chair and said,"You two are going to produce it. There were about a thousand wrong ways to resolve that inquiry, and you picked one of the few right wing ones."

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

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

"Why are men so shy about getting strip down in forepart of cleaning woman ?"asked Joan.

Judy laughed and answered,"I don't really recognize. 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 women really look at is their butts and that the front 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 butt to get you wet before a man's junk looks aphrodisiac to you ?"asked Sara."No curiosity men are so befuddled. According to that, they would consume to set about a woman backwards in Holy Order to make an impression."

"Or play football in those really wet pants,"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,"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 front of Kevin. ‘ Take it to your room when it gets to that point in time'is the way she said it."

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

"Speaking of supper,"said Sara,"I can try Kevin's snowmobile now. I will get thing set to go in about twenty dollar bill minutes."

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Following supper, consequence unfolded pretty a great deal as Joan had predicted. Everyone recessed to the deck / hot tub for some wine and conversation, but before everyone had completed their first glass of wine-coloured, Julie was hinting strongly that it was meter 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 afters and straight and predictable,"answered Judy."She is going to make a great lab rat somewhere after she gets her doctorate in chemical science or aperient or whatever."

"And you are a clientele major who wants to instruct the hereafter corporate titan of the worldly concern,"said Ron."Joan, what is your John R. Major ?"

"side 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 famish trying to experience off their writing."

"I am stopping at an undergraduate academic degree and am going to teach level school,"said Sara."I really do like little kid. There is something about their openness and honesty."

"It helps that you are going to be a slight kid forever yourself,"said Judy. She emptied the wine bottle, refilling her wine-colored chicken feed and Kevin's, and said,"So isn't it meter for you child 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 labor first tomorrow anyway."

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

Ron replied,"Leave them with your applesauce bags. They will get taken for recycling. Did you girls really go through 24 bottles of wine-coloured in 9 Clarence Shepard Day Jr. ?"

"We had help,"answered Judy.

"But the avail brought 48 bottles of beer that also got finished off."insisted Ron.

By that time, Sara was making her live trip into the snowfall to return empties. When she came back she was carrying both casing of empty nursing bottle."I'll leave these here on the deck of cards and set them out in the cockcrow before we leave. Right now, Joan and I have to finish putting away dally. We got most of it done this afternoon, but there are still a few things left."

When Sara got downstairs, the lighting were on, but Joan was already in bed. All of the Jurgensen's toy dog were washed, sanitized and locked away in the draftsman. Sandy and Mandy's Saint Andrew Cross had been disassembled and returned to its position under the closets along with the constituent and clamps for the pillory. The specially built bench that could be a Sybian horse stall or a pillory was back under the deck alongside the hot tub. But the threshold to Joan's auntie'closet still leaned against the rampart alongside the porta. 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 social unit 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 need to get some sleep tonight. I thought you might want to float off into pure pleasance 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 spare the screams to wake 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 former day,"said Joan.

Sara turned the substitution and in a little while, her fountainhead 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 sound 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 days of their holiday."What I have learned in the by ten days,"she thought to herself,"besides the fact that Joan loves me as much as I love her, is that pure pain in the ass is dire, and pain mixed with pleasance can be really overnice, but pure joy 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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