There were three hangars for small and mid-sized fliers and a trio of landing pads for the extra-atmospheric craft. The pads looked large enough for o...e haulers and courier sized ships, but would be a tight squeeze for anything larger.The east/west road terminated on the West end of town. It stopped at the last building and there were piles of dirt and detritus at the end, as if the construction crew had reached that spot and called it a day. On the East end, the road continued for another. I took private pleasure in having to wait for him at Les Ruinettes. He was obviously not pleased and really pushed it on the narrow steep chute down to the village. I drafted him, quads shaking and skis chattering as my edges bit at the perilously high speed. He was clearly stronger than me, and began to pull away toward the bottom. He got to the base of the runout about five seconds before me, popped off his skis and put up his goggles. By the time I skated to a stop, he was leaning on his. Fucking myself with my 'friend' only left me wanting some real dicky.'Sure' i said, but only for a drink. 'No problem' said Tom."I'll be here" After taking a shower i jumped into a tank top and a short jeans skirt. I wore me most sexy panties with all my pussy lips hanging out. I was sliming already just imagining his huge cock inside me.Tom greeted me at the door of my car as i rolled up. I am sure that as i stepped out of the car he saw my pussy hanging out and i pretended not to notice. We. He holds the ladder as I ascend it and I think to myself what a thoughtful man to take so much interest in my safety, not knowing what a view I am giving him up my dress. The book he suggests is a large heavy book that is hard to handle as I descend the ladder and being the gentleman he is, he takes a firm grip on my hips to make sure I do not slip and fall. I sit with the book and he explains that most of the history about the Monastic order is in that book. I look at the clock on the wall and.