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

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

"This is our real number world,"replied Sara."It is just that a whole lot has changed in the past tense ten days that we will have to fit back into the humanity 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 enceinte responsibility partying circuit now. No indigence to keep fishing when you have already caught your limit of prize trout."

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

"Sara and I have to figure out how affair between us are going to exchange,"said Joan."I mean, do we move into the same bedroom ? Do we narrate mass at school that we are now a couple ? What do we enjoin our parents ? I know some hooey has to alter, but some stuff has to bide the same. How do we decide which is which ?"

"I know one thing that is going to change,"snickered Judy."Sara won't have to go tearing ass into the kitchen to put her apparel on every time 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 Freshman year,"answered Julie."But you are not the only adult female who likes to do housework in the nude, so we figured we would respect your privacy. That's why we always made certainly we made some noise so you would try 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 living room and kitchen. I scared the piss out of her a couple of prison term 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 accept it to myself or anyone else."

"You didn't have to admit it to us. We knew. We always variety of expected you to run out and spring her bones one day, but you never did. I was tempted to shove you out into the animation room a couple of clip myself when you were standing there in a nightie external respiration heavily and rubbing yourself."

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

Julie just raised her supercilium 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 sensation uncrossed and just have to visualise out how to hit that body of work in their life sentence from this point on,"said Judy."As far as architectural plan for the day, I plan on skiing this morning, and then skiing or hanging around at the indian lodge this afternoon with Ron."

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

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

Judy brightened and said,"Ron is staying here with me tonight. We will be apart for a long time and tonight will have to death us for a while, so I will probably be screwing Ron about 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,"stopover digging Julie. You're at the undersurface of the hole."Everyone laughed and she continued,"Sara and I won't be separated like you guys, so tonight isn't quite as delirious for us. But we have a caboodle of toys to finish 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 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 brains out until dawn."

"Not exactly,"said Joan."We have a 19 hr private road ahead of us tomorrow, so at least one of us has to be ready to take inaugural affair in the dawn. someone has to lay off screwing at a reasonable hour and get some rest. I think that will be Sara and me. You two can sleep in the car for a while and private road later in the day."

"Lets get dressed and hit the slopes."said Julie as she got up from the board."The day is wasting. We'll ski down to the intermediate mound death 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 slope for a while."

"I think I'm cook 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 dayspring 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 too soon to make the trip down the slope and bet on up to the aid station.

After they were gone, Joan asked Sara,"Is your stooge 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 humour for more skiing. I think that I am going to take turns between applying hot and cold to the bruised areas."

"In former give-and-take,"said Sara,"you are going to sit in the hot tub until your muscles relax and then go sit in the Snow until your butt stops hurting."

"Something like that."answered Joan.

"Well,"said Sara,"there are three bottles of wine left in the subject and if we get a point scratch line on them, we can fetch up off one of them before the glad couplet get back. We have all afternoon to alternate between hotties and coolie until you aren't trusted 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 demand some relaxation stops along the way,"answered Sara as she took off her collar and carefully put it on the tabular array. When Joan looked at her she explained,"Now I don't have to vex about getting that wet if I should sustain to put my head under piss for some reason."She then gave Joan one of her lop sided grin and added,"Maybe we will ascertain out if my breathing space control is dandy than your orgasm control."

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

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

"Much punter,"answered Joan."The warm water tone good on it tonight."

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

"Why should I do that ?"

Sara gave her another of her lopsided grins and answered,"Because I can't breathe under body of water, silly. And if I use a snorkel, I can't do this."Sara submerged her principal under the water and went between Joan's wooden leg where she gave her respective quick clout and nybble before having to make out up for air."Besides,"she said, somewhat breathlessly,"you said we should take our clock time this good afternoon and float together in a cloud of pleasure. I figures I would initiate moving you up toward that cloud."

"That's not exactly what I said, but it sounds good to me,"answered Joan as she used her weaponry to push herself up out of the piddle 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 know how you can lay in the Snow on your backrest 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 breadbasket until her backtalk began to nibble at her cunt.

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Later that afternoon, Joan was sleeping on her stomach on a deck chairwoman when Ron and Judy walked up onto the deck. Ron walked over to her and bend down to try her ass cheeks."deviant,"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 fanny. It really is feeling much salutary now."

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

"We'll take attention of the horny percentage 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 robes. She handed a brusque, white robe to Joan, and another, alike robe to Judy. The big, washrag robe she handed to Ron."You can change inside,"she said,"or, if you are comfortable with it, you can just hand me your clothes and I will consume 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 choose 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 berm and asked,"And what is your sentiment on MY butt ?"

"Medically speech production,"Ron replied,"goodish looking. Horny young man speaking, perfectly pleasant-tasting, and enticing."

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

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

Ron decided he would get out while he was ahead and took Judy's clothes with him back into the sleeping accommodation to change.

"Why are men so shy about getting undressed in front of woman ?"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 aphrodisiac men's underwear."

"Or maybe it's because men know that what adult female really look at is their butt end 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 behind to get you wet before a man's junk looks sexy to you ?"asked Sara."No wonder men are so bewildered. According to that, they would have to approach a woman backwards in Holy Order to make an impression."

"Or play football game in those really pissed pants,"added Judy. When Joan looked up at her, she added,"You don't think I watch the those plot 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 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 occupy,"said Joan."I think Julie will have Kevin back in the sleeping accommodation before Sara has the supper dishes done and put away."

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

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pursual supper, events unfolded pretty often 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 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 neat and predictable,"answered Judy."She is going to make a nifty lab rat somewhere after she gets her doctorate in chemistry or physical science or whatever."

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

"English lit and makeup,"answered Joan."I am going to be writer who doesn't starve because I will be teaching others how to go out and lust trying to live off their writing."

"I am stopping at an undergrad grade and am going to teach grade school,"said Sara."I really do like small kids. There is something about their receptivity and honesty."

"It helps that you are going to be a minuscule kid forever yourself,"said Judy. She emptied the wine-colored bottleful, 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 afternoon. Now it's our turn."

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

"I have three empty wine bottle to put back in the face first. And then I have to figure out what to do with the cases,"said Sara.

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

"We had supporter,"answered Judy.

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

By that prison term, Sara was making her last stumble into the C to devolve empties. When she came back she was carrying both caseful of empty bottles."I'll leave these here on the deck of cards and set them out in the break of day before we leave. Right now, Joan and I have to finish putting away toys. We got most of it done this afternoon, but there are still a few things left."

When Sara got downstairs, the sparkle were on, but Joan was already in bed. All of the Jurgensen's toys were washed, sanitized and locked away in the drawer. Sandy and Mandy's holy person Saint Andrew the Apostle crisscross had been disassembled and returned to its station under the closets along with the parts and clamp for the pillory. The specially built bench that could be a Sybian Equus caballus 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 wall alongside the opening. And in the former bedchamber, sitting on its pad next to Joan's bed, was the Sybian. The duple penetrator attachment was installed on the top of the saddle. The unit of measurement was plugged in and the remote was lying on the floor next to it.

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

"Won't it maintain you wake ?"asked Sara.

"Not unless you start screaming,"answered Joan.

Sara kissed Joan goodnight and said,"I will save up the belly laugh to awaken 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 electrical switch and in a footling spell, her principal 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 audio 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 place she thought about the previous days of their holiday."What I have learned in the past ten daytime,"she thought to herself,"besides the fact that Joan loves me as lots as I love her, is that pure annoyance is terrible, and pain mixed with pleasance can be really courteous, but stark pleasure is wonderful."Soon Sara was swaying slightly on the Sybian saddle as she gave herself over to the virtuous pleasure that she was feeling.

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

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