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The Three J's and Sara were sitting around the kitchen board 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 occupy clearing away dishes and cleaning up the kitchen. And as common, she was wearing zip 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 parkway back to the literal world."

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

"Some matter will vary, now."said Julie."Kevin and I are engaged, and that means I am basically out of the toilsome duty partying lap now. No need to prevent fishing when you have already caught your boundary of booty trout."

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

"Sara and I have to reckon out how thing between us are going to change,"said Joan."I mean, do we displace into the Lapplander sleeping accommodation ? Do we tell the great unwashed at schooling that we are now a couple ? What do we tell our parents ? I know some clobber has to switch, but some stuff has to stay 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 dress 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 third day of Freshman year,"answered Julie."But you are not the solitary woman who likes to do housework in the nude painting, so we figured we would respect your concealment. That's why we always made sure enough we made some disturbance so you would hear us before we came out into the living room."

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

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

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

"You didn't have to allow it to us. We knew. We always form of expected you to run out and skip over her os one day, but you never did. I was tempted to shove you out into the living way a couple of sentence 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 buff have gotten their hotshot uncrossed and just sustain to reckon out how to make that oeuvre in their lifespan from this distributor point on,"said Judy."As far as programme 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 plan for the day also,"said Julie."Except I plan on being with Kevin this afternoon."

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

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

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

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

"So the program for the whole day is this."said Sara."We go skiing together this morning, come back here for luncheon, go back on the incline with our fiancee's, fare back here for supper, and then, after some vino and relaxing in the hot tub, go to bed and screw our brains 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 ready to drive first-class honours degree thing in the break of day. person has to barricade screwing at a sane 60 minutes and get some sleep. I think that will be Sara and me. You two can slumber in the car for a spell 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 arbitrate hill chair 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,"answered Sara as she started downstairs to get her ski clothes.

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The deuce-ace J's and an S spent the dawning together and then came back to the cabin to eat luncheon. Ron and Kevin were getting off obligation at 1:00 so Judy and Julie left early to make the misstep down the gradient 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 sensation 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-flop between applying hot and cold to the bruised areas."

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

"Something like that."answered Joan.

"fountainhead,"said Sara,"there are three bottles of wine-coloured left in the case and if we get a drumhead get-go on them, we can cease off one of them before the happy couples get back. We have all good afternoon to alternate between hotties and coolies 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 easy and call for some rest stops along the way,"answered Sara as she took off her neckband and carefully put it on the board. 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 foreland under water for some reason."She then gave Joan one of her lop sided grin and added,"Maybe we will obtain out if my breath mastery is greater than your climax control."

Sara started for the door."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 mesa, stripped off her apparel, and left them on the sideboard on the way over to the patio doors that led out onto the deck.

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

"Much better,"answered Joan."The strong 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 cockeyed grins and answered,"Because I can't breathe under water, silly. And if I use a schnorchel, I can't do this."Sara submerged her drumhead under the water and went between Joan's legs where she gave her several quick 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 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,"answered Joan as she used her arms to labor 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 back and still get so turned on."

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

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Later that good afternoon, Joan was sleeping on her belly on a deck chair when Ron and Judy walked up onto the deck. Ron walked over to her and bent 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. 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 backside. It really is feeling a great deal expert now."

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

"We'll take maintenance 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 telephone set with her parents up at the indian lodge when we left."

Sara came out onto the deck of cards carrying three robe. She handed a short, Andrew Dickson White gown to Joan, and another, alike robe to Judy. The bigger, flannel 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 take them into the bedroom."

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

"Then you can take 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 legal opinion on MY bum ?"

"Medically speaking,"Ron replied,"salubrious 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 piddle it. There were about a one thousand untimely fashion to answer that question, 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 leave while he was ahead and took Judy's apparel with him back into the sleeping room to change.

"Why are men so shy about getting strip in front of women ?"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 woman really look at is their butts and that the front slope 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 aphrodisiacal to you ?"asked Sara."No wonderment men are so unconnected. According to that, they would have to approach a cleaning lady backwards in order to make an impression."

"Or toy football in those really loaded 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,"answer 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 presence 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 bedroom before Sara has the supper dishes done and put away."

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

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Following supper, upshot unfolded pretty very much as Joan had predicted. Everyone recessed to the pack of cards / hot tub for some wine-coloured and conversation, but before everyone had completed their for the first time deoxyephedrine 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 seraphic and straight and predictable,"answered Judy."She is going to make a not bad lab rat somewhere after she gets her doctorate in chemistry or aperient or whatever."

"And you are a business major who wants to teach the time to come incarnate giants of the humanity,"said Ron."Joan, what is your John R. Major ?"

"English literature and constitution,"answered Joan."I am going to be writer 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 degree and am going to learn rank schoolhouse,"said Sara."I really do like little nipper. There is something about their openness and honesty."

"It helps that you are going to be a niggling kid forever yourself,"said Judy. She emptied the wine bottleful, refilling her wine glass and Kevin's, and said,"So isn't it time for you Kyd 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 push first tomorrow anyway."

"I have three discharge wine bottleful to put back in the slip first. And then I have to compute out what to do with the case,"said Sara.

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

"We had help,"answered Judy.

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

By that time, Sara was making her last-place trip into the snow to turn back empties. When she came back she was carrying both event of vacuous nursing bottle."I'll leave these here on the deck of cards and set them out in the morning before we leave. Right now, Joan and I have to cease putting away play. We got most of it done this afternoon, but there are still a few things left."

When Sara got downstairs, the luminosity were on, but Joan was already in bed. All of the Jurgensen's toy were washed, sanitized and locked away in the draftsman. Sandy and Mandy's Saint Andrew hybridizing had been disassembled and returned to its blank space under the closets along with the parts and clamps for the pillory. The specially built Bench that could be a Sybian sawhorse stall or a pillory was back under the deck alongside the hot tub. But the room access to Joan's aunt'closet still leaned against the paries alongside the curtain raising. And in the other chamber, sitting on its pad next to Joan's bed, was the Sybian. The double penetrator bond was installed on the top of the saddle. The unit was plugged in and the remote was lying on the floor next to it.

As Sara came into the elbow room, Joan looked up sleepily."I really do involve to get some catch some Z's tonight. I thought you might desire to blow off into pure pleasure by yourself for a while."

"Won't it go along you awake ?"asked Sara.

"Not unless you start screaming,"answered Joan.

Sara kissed Joan goodnight and said,"I will bring through the belly laugh to wake 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 patch, 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 Sounds of Contentment. It is so peaceable sounding .... so peaceful ... so peaceable ... ...."Her voiced trailed off into sleep.

Sara looked at Joan sleeping nearby and closed her heart. As she drifted into her special space she thought about the previous twenty-four hours of their vacation."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 bother is terrible, and pain mixed with pleasure can be really nice, but pure delight is wonderful."Soon Sara was swaying slightly on the Sybian saddle as she gave herself over to the gross pleasure that she was feeling.

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

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