"Sounds like a reasonable," Scooter agreed. "It'd get me tuned up a little for surfing. Do you know if the ski lodges around here are running?" No ide...," Crystal admitted. "But that would only blow up an afternoon or two, and I'm a little tired of sitting around Flag." Well, when you put it that way," Scooter grinned, "I presume you have an idea." Of course," Crystal laughed. "I mean, it's only sort of roughed in, but two winters ago I worked at a ski lodge in Colorado, Cooper Hill. It's. It was still vivid in his mind. A neighbour had finally hacksawed it off, but not before most of the neighbourhood had seen his predicament. And now he knew that Elena had had the key all the time. He smelt the soft material again and stared at his dominant older sister, the beautiful girl who had shaped so much of his life.“Watching you try to get that lock off your neck,” Elena paused, pushing back her hair, “gave me a funny feeling.”“Funny sexual?”Elena nodded shyly, “I remember sitting. On a warm and sunny spring afternoon, Goldy bounced her way down the avenue, in search of an afternoon diversion. It gave her such a thrill to dick tease every man she came across. So, she slipped on her trashiest pair of denim shorts. Shorts so short that she had to go without panties. They were a perfect fit. The majority of her toned and tanned ass cheeks hung out, and the crotch was pulled snugly into the crevasse of her hairless, pink slit. When she walked, the snug denim would rub her. I gave him some generic bullshit about how I was having a good time, and learning a lot in my classes. I was kind of rambling as I caught myself looking him over once again. He nodded and went to the kitchen for something. He came back with another beer from the fridge, except this time, he sat down right next to me. My heart skipped a beat as he placed his arm around my shoulders, and pulled me in a bit closer. "I seen you giving me the once over, Aaron," he said, "and I don't care if you want.