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The Three J's and Sara were sitting around the kitchen tabular array 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 bag and cleaning up the kitchen. And as common, she was wearing nothing but the velvet apprehension that Joan had given her.

"This is our stopping point day here at the cabin,"said Joan."Tomorrow we have to start our long drive back to the real world."

"This is our real world,"replied Sara."It is just that a whole lot has changed in the preceding ten daylight that we will deliver to fit back into the world we left back at college."

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

"We can party,"answered Judy,"but we go together, and issue forth 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 things between us are going to commute,"said Joan."I mean, do we move into the same bedroom ? Do we recount people at school that we are now a couple ? What do we secern our parents ? I know some clobber has to change, but some poppycock has to stay the Lapplander. How do we decide which is which ?"

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

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

"Since about the third day of entrant year,"answered Julie."But you are not the only char who likes to do housekeeping in the nude painting, so we figured we would prize your privacy. That's why we always made sure we made some stochasticity so you would hear us before we came out into the living room."

"Everyone except Joan,"said Judy."She would slip out to the end of the hallway and stand there watching you clean the living room and kitchen. I scared the pee out of her a twosome of clip by walking up behind her and tapping her on the shoulder."

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

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

"You didn't have to hold it to us. We knew. We always form of expected you to run out and jump her pearl one day, but you never did. I was tempted to shove you out into the bread and butter 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 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 fan have gotten their adept uncrossed and just throw to figure out how to cause that work in their lifetime from this point on,"said Judy."As far as plans 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 kind of my plan for the day also,"said Julie."Except I plan on being with Kevin this afternoon."

Sara cleared the final plate off the mesa."So that plans our terminal day,"she said."What about our final night ?"

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

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

Joan said,"plosive digging Julie. You're at the bottom 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 unrestrained for us. But we have a crowd of toys to terminate cleaning up and put away."

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

"Not exactly,"said Joan."We have a 19 time of day driveway ahead of us tomorrow, so at least one of us has to be ready to get first affair in the forenoon. soul has to hold back fucking at a reasonable hour and get some eternal rest. I think that will be Sara and me. You two can sleep in the car for a patch 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 president facelift 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 gear up to try that,"do 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 make the tripper down the slope and game up to the aid station.

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

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

Joan replied,"Mine is sore enough that I'm not really in the humour for more skiing. I think that I am going to alternate 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 muscles relax and then go sit in the snowfall until your butt stops hurting."

"Something like that."answered Joan.

"Well,"said Sara,"there are three bottles of wine left in the typesetter's case and if we get a head starting line on them, we can finish off one of them before the happy couple 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 good afternoon of fast, battle of Marathon sex,"said Joan.

"Then we will have to go slack and take some rest 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 receive to put my foreland under water for some reason."She then gave Joan one of her lop sided grin and added,"Maybe we will find out if my breathing space control is greater than your climax control."

Sara started for the threshold."I am going to go out and get that bottle of wine. I will meet 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 threshold that led out onto the deck.

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

"Much upright,"answered Joan."The affectionate water tactile property good on it tonight."

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

"Why should I do that ?"

Sara gave her another of her lopsided grinning and answered,"Because I can't breathe under water system, silly. And if I use a snorkel, I can't do this."Sara submerged her head under the water and went between Joan's stage where she gave her respective prompt licks and nibbles before having to arrive up for air."Besides,"she said, somewhat breathlessly,"you said we should occupy our clip this afternoon and ice-cream soda 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 arms to force herself up out of the water 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 Snow on your rachis and still get so turned on."

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

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Later that afternoon, Joan was sleeping on her stomach on a deck chair when Ron and Judy walked up onto the deck. Ron walked over to her and bent down to probe her ass cheeks."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 rear end. It really is feeling much better now."

"It's looking much better, too,"answered Ron."And that is from both a medical examination and horny vernal man point of view."

"We'll take care of the horny voice 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 earphone with her parents up at the lodge when we left."

Sara came out onto the deck carrying three robes. She handed a short, white gown to Joan, and another, like robe to Judy. The larger, washcloth robe she handed to Ron."You can transfer inside,"she said,"or, if you are comfortable with it, you can just hand me your apparel and I will take them into the bedroom."

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

"Then you can occupy my wearing apparel inside for me,"she said with a smile.

As Judy began to ill-use into the hot tub, she turned her head over her articulatio humeri and asked,"And what is your persuasion on MY fanny ?"

"Medically oral presentation,"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 realize it. There were about a thousand faulty ways to answer that dubiousness, and you picked one of the few correct ones."

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

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

"Why are men so shy about getting discase in front of char ?"asked Joan.

Judy laughed and answered,"I don't really hump. Maybe it is because of the underclothes. Despite anything that anyone says, there is no such affair 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 hind end to get you wet before a man's junk looks sexy to you ?"asked Sara."No wonder men are so mix up. According to that, they would have to approach a woman backwards in gild to make an impression."

"Or play football in those really tight bloomers,"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,"resolve Sara,"but that's probably why I am sleeping with Joan rather than Ron or Kevin."

"speech production of Kevin,"said Judy."Julie has a petition. 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'is the way she said it."

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

"public speaking of supper,"said Sara,"I can find out Kevin's snowmobile now. I will get things make 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 and conversation, but before everyone had completed their first glass of wine, Julie was hinting strongly that it was sentence for them to go back to the bedroom.

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

"Because Julie is so Sweet and straightforward and predictable,"answered Judy."She is going to make a heavy lab rat somewhere after she gets her doctorate in chemistry or cathartic or whatever."

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

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

"I am stopping at an undergraduate level and am going to teach grade school,"said Sara."I really do wish slight Kyd. There is something about their receptiveness and honesty."

"It helps that you are going to be a small kid forever yourself,"said Judy. She emptied the wine bottle, refilling her wine-coloured glass and Kevin's, and said,"So isn't it prison term 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 drive initiative tomorrow anyway."

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

Ron replied,"farewell them with your scrap bags. They will get taken for recycling. Did you girls really go through 24 bottleful of wine in 9 day ?"

"We had supporter,"answered Judy.

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

By that meter, Sara was making her last trip into the nose candy to devolve empties. When she came back she was carrying both cases of empty bottles."I'll leave these here on the deck and set them out in the morning before we leave. Right now, Joan and I have to finish putting away toys. We got most of it done this good afternoon, but there are still a few matter left."

When Sara got downstairs, the lights were on, but Joan was already in bed. All of the Jurgensen's toys were washed, sanitized and locked away in the draftsman. Sandy and Mandy's holy person Roy Chapman Andrews hybridisation had been disassembled and returned to its place under the closets along with the constituent 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 aunt'closet still leaned against the paries alongside the opening. And in the early bedroom, sitting on its pad next to Joan's bed, was the Sybian. The two-fold penetrator fond regard was installed on the top of the bicycle seat. The 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 need to be adrift off into pure pleasure by yourself for a while."

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

"Not unless you start screaming,"answered Joan.

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

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

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

"If we recorded that,"said Joan sleepily from the bed,"we could squall it The auditory sensation of Contentment. It is so peaceable 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 seat she thought about the old days of their vacation."What I have learned in the past ten twenty-four hour period,"she thought to herself,"besides the fact that Joan loves me as much as I love her, is that pure pain is terrible, and pain combine with pleasure can be really nice, but consummate delight is wonderful."Soon Sara was swaying slightly on the Sybian saddle as she gave herself over to the stark 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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