For the past few years I have assisted with a youth ski camp. The excitement of teaching young kids, enjoying the atmosphere surrounding the event and meeting many close friends are the main reasons I return each year. This year I was selected as event coordinator. This left me with the responsibility of all planning for the staff and campers. I was 3 hours from the ski lodge and had worked all the details over the phone or internet.
I arrived at camp 2 days early to what looked like a ghost town and begin to set up and final preparations for what was shaping up to be a great camp. After a brief tour of the area, I found that "old man winter" had been good to the ski season. Fresh snow was plentiful and the slopes looked great. The next day though, the weather started to change. I spent the early part of the day putting up supplies, checking all the gear and stocking up on firewood. The staff was to arrive the next morning and campers would be shuttled to the lodge that evening.
However, I was about to learn that you can't always prepare for the unsuspecting weather. Within hours it turned dark, the temperature plunged about 25 degrees and a light snow began to fall. Late that evening I got word that the staff and campers would likely be delayed due to severe weather in the valley. I decided to make the most of it and start a fire to warm up the lodge and watch the view from the glass front dining room. I grabbed a beer from the lodge storage cabinet and headed for a shower. I finished a good hot shower, dressed and headed for the dining room. Just as I entered the room, I was startled by loud knocking on the door. I opened the doorto find Jenn, one of our staff members standing in the blizzard conditions. I ushered her in and grabbed a bag she was holding. She was so cold, I was concerned that she may have suffered frostbite. She assured me she was ok, and after a few minutes by the fire, it showed. I went to retrieve us both a drink and returned to find her removing her shoes and socks.
I handed Jenn the drink and she said she was going to take a shower and clean up. As I walked off, I took her shoes and placed them by the fire to dry and warm them. I was enjoying my beer when I heard her calling my name. When I reached the shower, I stopped in my tracks as she had failed to close the door. The view was exciting, as Jenn is a very smart, sexy and beautiful woman. Her voice brought me from my trance as she asked if I would bring her bag. When I returned with her bag, the water was off and she was standing there holding a damp towel around her body. She asked me to open it up so she could get her clothes. I sat the bag down and unzipped it as I looked uptoward her face, only to stop at her waist. I admired her body a little to long and she grunted. Her voice once again brought me back to reality. I asked if she needed anything else, then excused myself.