“Why isn’t he riding my arse yet?” she thought. She didn’t even notice the unintentional pun she had accidentally thought and slowed her decen... down the mountain, hoping he caught her quick enough to get in some good ‘apr?ski’ action.…Ky powered down the mountain after her, throwing large amounts of spray every time he threw his board into another perfect carve. He didn’t care about his speed, the danger he was currently in or the fact he hadn’t eaten properly. The only thing on his mind was. "Snow shoes," she told him "Stop you sinking down into the snow, won't get very far without these. Also I have some of these." She handed him a fine pair of wooden skis, and a pair of poles. "If you're travelling far, then these will help. Finally she came out with what looked like a small teepee that was only about 5' tall, not big enough to stand or sleep in."What's this for?" asked Tony perplexed"Its a shit tent. When you need a piss or shit, you put this up and crouch down inside. You don't. But I don't even know your name." Cynthia." Okay. Hi Cynthia." Listen, you want to do this or not?" Yeah, yeah. Of course." Well get the pants off, and let's start." Here?" Here. You bet." God." Come on, come on. I don't want to be caught, you know." By your husband?" By anybody."Andy kicked his shoes off, hesitated once more, and then slid his jeans down off his legs and kicked them to the floor of the old truck cab. His mind might have been hesitating, but his body wasn't. A large bulge. I had put in an off switch so that if I chose to be out of contact for more than two-and-a-half, three days, I could be and not worry about the charges going off. Of course, Natalie wouldn't be in too good of a shape when I returned as her IVs would run out in the first twelve hours or so at best, but she'd still be alive.The off switch tempted me – just deactivate the timer – no one would be the wiser. But then I'd think about the venomous bitch I was dealing with. She was going to try.