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Four young college girls on a skiing vacation have to find other things to do when an excess of new snow traps them in their cabin. This is the tenth in this series and continues the adventures of The Three J's and Sara at Mountain Lodge Resort.
This story might make more sense if you have read the previous days of "Three J's and an S Go Skiing," especially "Three J's and an S Go Skiing Day 6 Parts 1 & 2."
For the most part, the stories in this series are pretty mild.
If you are looking for heavy duty stuff, try one of my other story series.
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"So who wants to go first and say what happened for them today?" asked Julie after they got back to the cabin.
"I'll start," said Joan. "It's pretty simple. After you two left with Ron and Kevin, I was feeling so guilty about having let Sara down that I had her punish me by locking me in that pillory downstairs and spanking me... hard... really hard... a little bit too really hard." She turned around and lifted the back of her skirt so that Judy and Julie could see her ass cheeks.
"Wow!" said Judy and Julie together. "No wonder you took those pain pills and wanted to go out and sit in the snow. Your ass is all red and swollen. How many times did you tell Sara to spank you?"
"Ten," answered Joan. Then she added, "Every ten minutes... for two and a half hours."
"Shit!" exclaimed Julie, "That's 150 swats."
Sara said, "Actually it is 160, if you count the first ten."
Everyone looked at her and she continued, "Only Joan would correct you on that as you are swatting her ass with a paddle." Sara smiled and went on, "Afterwards, she told me that the guilt was gone and all that was left between us was her love for me." She paused for a while before continuing, "And then I said that I had always loved her, and one thing led to another and I guess we sort of proposed to each other."
She looked over at Judy. "When Joan more or less announced our engagement, you said, 'That makes three of us.' So tell us what happened between you and Ron and you and Kevin."
"Kevin asked me to marry him while we were on the chair lift," bubbled Julie. "He said that he felt that I was the one from the moment he met me. We are going to wait until we both get our undergraduate degrees. Before tonight, I was afraid that I might have to put off graduate school for a while. Now all we are trying to figure out is when and how to do the whole 'meet the parents' thing. We figure we should at least let our parents think we are taking it a little bit slow, so we probably won't get rings until spring break."
"Did Ron ask you on the chair lift also, Judy?" asked Joan.
"Not exactly," answered Judy, turning slightly red.
"Oooh, this should be interesting," said Sara. "Tell us all about it."
"When we left here," began Judy, "Ron was in the e-cass behind Kevin, and Julie and I were on Kevin's snowmobile. We followed Kevin up and down the service trails alongside the slopes and finally got to the aid station. We went skiing for a while and then Ron said that we should finish getting Kevin qualified, so we went back to the aid station."
"The e-cass was still hooked up to Ron's snowmobile. Ron opened the back door and told me to slide in on one of the stretchers."
Judy looked around at the other girls, "If the small one is a glass coffin, the e-cass is a glass funeral coach. It is all plexiglass or something. The outside is one of those wrap on plastic things like they use to put advertizing on buses. You can't see inside, but from the inside it is like looking out through tinted glass all around... and above. As I slid in, it was like I was laying on a bench or picnic table outside somewhere."
"Ron slid in beside me and said, 'You might want to hang on. It can get really bumpy in here.'"
"I started to ask him, 'Hang on to what?' when he reached over me and pulled two straps up over me from alongside the stretcher."
"As we started moving, he said, 'I could strap you in, but we don't usually do that unless we are dealing with a drunk or someone who doesn't know what is going on.'"
"'But what if it suddenly gets bumpy.' I asked, and almost immediately Kevin must have gone over some rough snow or something because it got very bouncy in there."
"'In that case,' answered Ron, 'I throw myself over the person and hold them in place.' And he did just that. We were passing skiers going down the hill or just waiting at the edges of the slope."
"'What must this look like to them?' I asked. 'You're laying on top of me.'"
"Ron laughed. 'You can't see in, only out. You could be lying there naked with this parked outside the lodge and no one would notice. We could both be naked going down the slopes and all anyone would see was a red, Snow Rescue, e-cass ambulance. If there were any room in here we could be screwing our brains out and, as long as we weren't too noisy, no one would notice.'"
That image flooded my mind and I started flooding somewhere else. I asked, 'So why can't we screw in here?'"