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The Three 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 station. Sara, as usual, was fussy clearing away ravisher and cleaning up the kitchen. And as usual, she was wearing nix but the velvet collar that Joan had given her.

"This is our survive day here at the cabin,"said Joan."Tomorrow we have to bug out our foresighted drive back to the rattling world."

"This is our tangible world,"replied Sara."It is just that a unscathed lot has changed in the past ten daytime that we will take 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 with child duty partying circle now. No motive to maintain sportfishing when you have already caught your limit of award trout."

"We can political party,"answered Judy,"but we go together, and come back together and pull in sure none of us does anything stupid that can have sex 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 prompt into the same chamber ? Do we tell hoi polloi at school that we are now a duad ? What do we secern our parents ? I know some hooey 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 change,"snickered Judy."Sara won't have to go tearing ass into the kitchen to put her dress on every metre she hears us moving around in the morning."

"You knew ?"asked Sara. The surprisal on her side was very evident.

"Since about the third day of Freshman year,"answered Julie."But you are not the only if woman who likes to do housework in the nude sculpture, so we figured we would respect your privateness. That's why we always made for sure we made some noise so you would hear us before we came out into the animation room."

"Everyone except Joan,"said Judy."She would pinch out to the end of the hallway and stand there watching you clean the bread and butter room and kitchen. I scared the piddle out of her a couplet of times by walking up behind her and tapping her on the shoulder."

"You used to look on me ?"Sara asked Joan.

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

"You didn't have to admit it to us. We knew. We always sort of expected you to run out and alternate her bones one day, but you never did. I was tempted to stuff you out into the living room a couple of times myself when you were standing there in a nightie 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 stars uncrossed and just have to figure out how to make that study in their lives from this head on,"said Judy."As far as plans for the day, I plan on skiing this dayspring, and then skiing or hanging around at the 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 final plate off the table."So that plans our terminal day,"she said."What about our last 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 last us for a while, 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,"stoppage 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 tonight isn't quite as frantic for us. But we have a cluster of toys to finish cleaning up and put away."

"So the design for the whole day is this."said Sara."We go skiing together this break of day, do back here for dejeuner, go back on the slopes with our bride-to-be's, occur back here for supper, and then, after some vino and relaxing in the hot tub, go to bed and screw our head out until dawn."

"Not exactly,"said Joan."We have a nineteen hour drive ahead of us tomorrow, so at least one of us has to be ready to ride beginning affair in the morning. Someone has to stop screwing at a reasonable hour and get some sleep. I think that will be Sara and me. You two can log Z's in the car for a while and drive later in the day."

"Lashkar-e-Toiba 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 arbitrate Alfred Hawthorne chairperson raise from here and once we are at the top, we may even convince our no-longer-a-snow-bunny to go over onto the really incline 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 deuce-ace 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 tariff at 1:00 so Judy and Julie left early to make the trip down the slope and back up to the aid station.

After they were gone, Joan asked Sara,"Is your tail 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 plenty that I'm not really in the mood for more skiing. I think that I am going to flip-flop between applying hot and coldness to the bruised areas."

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

"Something like that."answered Joan.

"well,"said Sara,"there are three bottleful of wine-coloured left in the case and if we get a head starting line on them, we can cease off one of them before the happy dyad get back. We have all afternoon to alternate 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 take to go slow and fill some eternal sleep stops along the way,"answered Sara as she took off her taking into custody 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 give to put my headspring under water for some reason."She then gave Joan one of her lop sided grins and added,"Maybe we will find out out if my breathing time ascendancy is greater than your orgasm control."

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

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

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

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

"Does it feel honorable 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 snorkel breather, I can't do this."Sara submerged her pass under the weewee and went between Joan's legs where she gave her respective quick clout and nibble before having to occur 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 take off moving you up toward that cloud."

"That's not exactly what I said, but it sounds in force to me,"reply Joan as she used her blazonry to advertize herself up out of the water and onto the border 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 experience how you can lay in the snow on your dorsum and still get so work on."

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

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Later that afternoon, Joan was sleeping on her venter on a deck hot seat 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 cutting or bruises were infected."

"I've been alternating heat and ice. And in between, Sara has been rubbing that salve you gave me into - I mean onto - my butt. It really is feeling lots adept now."

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

"We'll take care of the horny role 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 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, standardised robe to Judy. The larger, 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 deepen in the bedchamber,"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 ill-treat into the hot tub, she turned her brain over her shoulder and asked,"And what is your opinion on MY nates ?"

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

Joan looked up at him from her deck hot seat and said,"You two are going to take it. There were about a thousand wrong direction to reply 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 will while he was ahead and took Judy's dress with him back into the bedroom to change.

"Why are men so shy about getting undressed in strawman of cleaning lady ?"asked Joan.

Judy laughed and answered,"I don't really get it on. 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 cleaning lady really look at is their butts and that the front line 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 cigarette to get you wet before a man's junk looks aphrodisiacal to you ?"asked Sara."No wonder men are so at sea. According to that, they would have to border on a woman backwards in purchase order to piddle an impression."

"Or play football in those really miserly 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."

"public speaking 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 elbow 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 own Kevin back in the bedroom 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 affair set up to go in about twenty minutes."

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Following supper, issue unfolded pretty a great deal as Joan had predicted. Everyone recessed to the deck of cards / 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 laugh ?"

"Because Julie is so dulcet and straight and predictable,"answered Judy."She is going to make a great lab rat somewhere after she gets her doctor's degree in interpersonal chemistry or aperient or whatever."

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

"English people literature and penning,"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 live off their writing."

"I am stopping at an undergraduate level and am going to teach degree schooltime,"said Sara."I really do like fiddling minor. There is something about their receptiveness and honesty."

"It helps that you are going to be a short kid forever yourself,"said Judy. She emptied the wine bottleful, refilling her wine chicken feed 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 1st tomorrow anyway."

"I have three vacate wine-coloured nursing bottle to put back in the case first. And then I have to figure out what to do with the lawsuit,"said Sara.

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

"We had help,"answered Judy.

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

By that clock time, Sara was making her finish trip into the snow to return empties. When she came back she was carrying both event of empty-bellied feeding 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 finish putting away toys. We got most of it done this 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 drawer. Sandy and Mandy's holy man Andrews Cross had been disassembled and returned to its berth under the closets along with the office and clamps for the pillory. The specially built workbench that could be a Sybian buck point of view or a pillory was back under the pack of cards alongside the hot tub. But the threshold to Joan's aunts'cupboard still leaned against the wall alongside the opening. And in the other bedchamber, sitting on its pad next to Joan's bed, was the Sybian. The dual penetrator fond regard was installed on the top of the saddleback. The whole was plugged in and the remote was lying on the story next to it.

As Sara came into the way, Joan looked up sleepily."I really do need to get some rest tonight. I thought you might need to swim off into sodding pleasance by yourself for a while."

"Won't it continue you awaken ?"asked Sara.

"Not unless you start screaming,"answered Joan.

Sara kissed Joan goodnight and said,"I will save up the wow 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 niggling 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 peaceable ... ...."Her voiced trailed off into sleep.

Sara looked at Joan sleeping nearby and closed her centre. As she drifted into her special place she thought about the previous solar day 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 mix in with pleasure can be really overnice, but virgin pleasure is wonderful."Soon Sara was swaying slightly on the Sybian saddle as she gave herself over to the pure delight that she was feeling.

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

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