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Snow Bunny By Jena Corso Edited By Angela Meyers Chapter 4 "So what's the problem, babe?" said Lisa, making a face at Mike as she stripped down to her bra and panties. "The problem is I'm getting fed up with being manhandled by men and all of you girls," said Mike nastily as he kicked off his boots. "Just go to your stupid party, and I'll see you when you get back later." "Well maybe you hate us, but you don't seem to mind the boys," said Ginny, as she pulled her top over her head. "What the hell does that mean, Ginny?" said Mike, getting very pissed off. "Nothing, bitch. It's really none of my business princess, so I'll shut my mouth," said Ginny, heading into the bathroom and closing the door. "Who is it?" said Beth, hearing a knock on the door. "It's just Vicky, girl," said Vicky as Lisa opened the door. "Hey Vicky." Lisa hugged her. "Thanks for coming." "It's no problem, and I enjoy helping Monique. She's really been great," said Vicky, putting down two packages. "Don't worry honey, I'm just here to help and get all the pins out of your hair." "Fine," said Mike, sitting down in front of her. Vicky gently removed pin after pin, letting down his updo as Mike sat their watching the girls change and get ready to go out. When she finally finished after ten minutes, he watched her fishing through her bag and pulling out some cosmetics. "Chin up honey, and close your eyes for me," Vicky ordered as she began working on his eyes. "Vicky, I'm staying in," said Mike, opening his eyes as she stopped working on him. "I've had enough today." "Really? You decided to let your girlfriend go out to a party full of celebrities looking like that, without you?" said Vicky, looking over at Lisa as she was working on her own makeup. "You sure about that?" Mike stared at Lisa, as she was now bending down, buckling the straps of her stilettos before standing up and adjusting her cleavage in the mirror. She was looking amazing, with her hair straightened and flipped to the right side and dressed in a one piece skin tight purple mini dress. She looked over at him smiling as she now knew he was staring at her, and a big smile came over her face. "So?" said Lisa, holding out both hands with her palms up. "You have something to say, or just looking?" "I changed my mind," said Mike. "I'm coming. I mean we came here to be together, so I'm sorry I was being a jerk. And Vicky made a special house call, so I guess I can't waste that." "That's my girl," Lisa smiled. "Get ready and we'll talk at the party!" "Great honey. Then let's get you ready," said Vicky, getting back to work on his face. He now felt her working rapidly on his makeup as Lisa was diligently watching and putting in her two cents worth. She walked behind his head as he could feel some tight clips digging into his scalp, and heard the sound of some snaps. She then stood him up as Lisa and Beth quickly stripped him as he stood there actually getting some relief now as they released his corset. They rolled off his stockings and replaced them with some simple nude suntan hose before snapping the firm control top. Vicky held up his hair from behind now as they then had him step into his dress, straightening as they pulled it up and slid his arms into the long sleeves. He held his hand on Lisa's shoulder as he immediately grew height wise as he stepped into his shoes for Beth, knelt in front of him. Vicky now changed his earrings and jewelry before spritzing his hair and picking at it with her fingers. She then touched his neck and wrists, instantly clearing his nostrils from his now very strong perfume. "Very sexy. Smile girls," said Vicky, admiring her work now as she snapped a quick picture. "You girls will have a blast tonight. See you in the morning Monique, before you girls hit the slopes." Mike looked down, knowing immediately he was in for trouble as Vicky hugged the girls and left the room. He stared down at his fully exposed legs and high heels as he wiggled over to the floor length mirror. "Looks like somebody's dressed to get some tonight," said Ginny, as she emerged from the bathroom and looked over Mike. "And you're not," Lisa teased back at her as she walked over and put her arm around Mike. "I didn't say I wasn't," said Ginny, laughing and gesturing with some attitude. "Hell, we all are I guess! I mean what the fuck! Should we wear nun's outfits to a celebrity bash. I don't think so!" "You're looking very hot, honey," said Lisa, rubbing her hand on his ass. "And that's the way I like you." Mike stared at Lisa touching his ass and then thigh, feeling himself getting aroused but could feel the incredible tension as his manhood was tucked and trapped. He looked at his long bare legs next to Lisa's as they stood side by side in short dresses and thin stilettos. His shoes were 5 inch pointy closed red classic pumps, with a thin red heel. His dress was actually comfortable he thought, as he moved looking at himself and feeling the form fitting, soft black velvet spandex type fabric. It was strapless and off the shoulders on top, having long tight fitting sleeves down to his wrists, and revealing his collar bones in a sexy way as it cut straight across his upper chest and back. It somewhat masked some cleavage under a thin see through v-shaped mesh in the middle, and was ultra short and tight, maximizing his curves and ending just 2 inches past his ass. He twisted now, glimpsing a side view, noticing that on each side from his upper rib cage down to his waist were a series of open 4 inch round rings weaved into the dress, revealing quite a bit of skin inside each ring as he looked at his side profile. He also noticed the series of thick cascading long loose curls arranged in highlighted blonde layers down his back, which ended just above the crack of his ass. In front, the curls from his updo had been picked out and blended into this new style, which was still flipped to the right across his face and now had a distinct left part with a his hair tucked behind his left ear, exposing his very large six inch silver hoop earrings on that side. His makeup was slightly more dramatic now around his eyes, with dark shadows, and his lips had been more heavily glossed yet were still a vivid red. "Yup, we're ready," said Lisa, answering her cell phone. "Thank you so much George. See you in a bit." The girls quickly put on their coats and grabbed their stuff as Ginny held the door. Beth held out a red ? length coat, which she slipped on Mike and handed him a red shoulder bag. They walked downstairs and around the corner, huddling together in the frigid cold as the wind blew heavily. As they turned the second corner, Mike looked up, seeing the stretch black limo as he watched a driver emerge and open the door. "These things hold well. That wind was nasty," said Lisa, fussing with the back of Mike's hair. "I'm going to have to get me some of these clip ins. They're gorgeous!" "She like matched them perfectly," said Beth. "You could never tell. Vicky is amazing." "I think I'm going to get my hair done by her before we go home. She's awesome," said Lisa. "Monique, you have no idea how spoiled you are girl," Ginny teased him as the car stopped. The short ten minute ride ended as the driver opened the door, revealing the amazing Ski house as they stepped out following a good sized crowd of people inside. "Holy shit," said Lisa, as her jaw dropped, seeing the huge house. "I can't believe we're actually going to a party in a place like this!" "We're definitely getting fired," said Beth, freezing. "No way are we supposed to be here." "Are you kidding me," said Ginny, hiking up her skirt a touch and adjusting her top to show more cleavage. "Who cares Beth! I'm going to find my future husband in there." "Let's do this!" said Lisa, joining arms with Mike and Beth as they began walking. The party was packed as they walked in, immediately being handed some champagne. This was certainly no mere house, as they found themselves inside one the most impressive slope side mansions that money could buy. In some ways it was a typical slope side estate, decorated in natural stones and neutral colors but the dramatic open foyer overlooking the immense great room was impressive. They stepped down a few short steps into the great room, feeling like they were almost outside as it contained wall to wall and ceiling to floor windows spanning three stories. Spot lights shined onto the slopes, as the view of this winter wonderland mesmerized the girls, as it was a view as beautiful as any they had seen from the lift. They sipped and sampled the finger foods, enjoying their first taste of the life of the rich and famous, star struck by their surroundings. They mingled, noticing a lot of familiar faces from work until George came over, putting his arm around Lisa as he startled her. "I'm so glad you ladies decided to come," said George, giving her a hug and a kiss on her cheek as he instantly had his arm around her. "Lisa, you look incredible." "Thank you," said Lisa, being flirty. "So do you, Mr. Clooney." "Stop, I'm just George here, please," said George smiling as he looked into her eyes. "Ladies, excuse us for a minute. There are some people I'd like you to meet, Lisa." It was hard to fathom that Mike was watching George parade his girlfriend all over the room as he didn't take his eyes off her for second. "Somebody's jealous, I'd say," Ginny grinned as she nudged him. "Maybe you should go over there and fight for your girl." "Yeah, like that'll work dressed like this," said Mike, rolling his eyes at her. "Oh you're so right, Monique," said Ginny, lifting his hand and fanning it out. "How could I even think you asking you to break a nail?" "Stop teasing him, Ginny," said Beth, as he pulled his hand away. "She's just doing her job and he loves her." "Love, Huh?" said Ginny sarcastically as they watched Lisa giggling like a little school girl, as George has his arm around her and was leading her up the long circular stair case. "It is an interesting relationship you two have, I must say!" Mike gulped, downing his champagne and then Beth's as he began fuming, unable to take his eyes off George and Lisa. "That George loves showing off the sights," said Sebbe, sneaking in next to Mike as he rubbed his back. "Good evening, Monique." "Oh good evening, sir," said Mike, startled as he knew the drill now as Sebbe kissed both of his cheeks and then did the same to his friends. "You look ravishing, darling," said Sebbe, now returning to Mike and kissing his hand. "Cheers ladies." "Thank you," said Mike as Sebbe handed him a drink. "Cheers ladies," said Sebbe, clinking glasses with his and then sipping before speaking again. "How about we take a walk and I'll show you those gorgeous views your friend is seeing. Trust me, the views here are so incredible you can hardly imagine them. They must be seen to be appreciated." "Oh, you read my mind Sebbe. I'm definitely having a hard time imagining much of this, let alone appreciate any of it," said Mike, taking his arm. "Meet up with you later, girls." "He doesn't trust her," Whispered Beth, sipping her champagne. "I think he's crazy, but I guess I can understand his feelings." "You're kidding right, Beth?" Ginny giggled. "She's with George Clooney! One of the hottest richest guys in the world. How could she pass that up?" "Stop, I don't think she'd cheat on him?" said Beth. "She shouldn't, because he's such a catch? Of course what am I thinking? She should certainly pass up a movie star, because who wouldn't when their boyfriend is that pretty? said Ginny sarcastically. "You know what, she may not be the first one cheating anyway." "Ssspppiiitt!!!" chocked Beth, giggling as she spit up her drink, looking up seeing Mike being led up the stairs by Sebbe. "He won't! He's straight, right?" "I thought he was when we got out here, but you have to admit he makes a sexy girl." Ginny shook her head. "If I was a guy, I'd fuck him." "That's so sick, Ginny," said Beth, giggling as she sipped her champagne. "He does make a gorgeous blonde though, and I haven't seen him in an outfit yet that looks bad on him. This dress tonight looks amazing on him." "Look like Sebbe agrees with you on that, Beth," said Ginny. "And his hands seem to have slipped off his back as they're walking up those stairs." As the girls watched, Sebbe seemed to be slightly touching Mike's ass as they walked up the long curved staircase. As they got to the top, Mike could see Lisa outside on the balcony chatting with George as he was rubbing her back and snuggling with her in the cold of the night. They were laughing and smiling as they seemed to enjoy each other's company, as Mike was oblivious to Sebbe's touch as his mind was elsewhere, focused on Lisa and George. "It's an amazing view of these wonderful mountains, isn't it?" said Sebbe, sliding his fingers between Mike's as they looked out the large picturesque windows. "What was that?" said Mike, not knowing what to do as Sebbe's thumb was rubbing his fingers. "Oh uumm. Yes, very beautiful." "You seem distracted my dear?" said Sebbe. "Am I making you uncomfortable?" "No sir," said Mike. "Sorry, I was just a bit distracted by the beauty I guess." "So am I this evening," said Sebbe, softly brushing some stray hairs from Mike's face. "And please call me Sebbe of course." "Certianly Sebbe," said Mike. "It is incredible here. What a view." "Indulge me, dear. There's an even more incredible spot to take in the scenery," said Sebbe, turning while holding his hand. "It's breathtaking." Sebbe didn't wait for an answer as they walked down the hallway and then climbed a series of tight spiral stairs. It was tough to balance his thin heel on the small triangular step of the tight radius spiral, but before he knew it, they were on the top story of this amazing home. "You weren't kidding," said Mike, breaking Sebbs's grip from his fingers, realizing they were in a circular type tower at the very top of the home. "I can see the mountain, the town, everything and from every direction." "Yes, It's an amazing 360 view," said Sebbe. "It is breathtaking," said Mike, taking it all in as he circled the room, looking out in every direction. "You were really right" "I know I was!" said Sebbe, taking a bottle and some glasses from the small bar. "I was the one that had his architect add this when he designed this home." "Incredible," said Mike, looking out before freezing in his tracks. "Wait is that, a hot tub? Is that?" "Yes, that George is the ultimate playboy," said Sebbe, looking outside and having a chuckle. "Drink and relax my dear. He's got a few of them, and an outdoor heated pool." Mike downed a shot as he was stunned, seeing Lisa in the hot tub with George. "Don't be so distracted by your friend, Monique," said Sebbe, pouring him another drink. "She'll be fine and I'm sure she's not worried about you." "You're not kidding," said Mike, pissed off as again Sebbe wiggled his fingers between his and led him to the other side of the room. "Obviously not!" "Take in her beauty, Monique," said Sebbe, as they looked out the other side of the room at the mountain. "Look at her. I told you she's breathtaking. This is nature at her most beautiful." "It's true," said Mike, as Sebbe stepped behind him now and took his other hand, touching his hair. "Appreciate the steepness and the curvature," said Sebbe, softly moving some curls and touching his neck ever so gently. "Breathtaking beauty, like you my dear." At that moment, Mike realized he had put himself in a very bad position. He gently felt a very different steepness and curvature at the back of his dress, pressing against his ass as he quickly spun around, looking at Sebbe. "I think we should go back down, please," said Mike, panicking. "Oh Monique, don't be nervous," said Sebbe, softly touching his face. "I know all about you my dear, and I've always known." "You do?"! said Mike surprised and pushing him back. "I'm not sure we're thinking of the same thing here." "Monique, of course we are," said Sebbe. "You're a wonderful actor honey, and I plan on helping you with that. You're perfect in your role. With some work, and a little more training, the stage will be yours. I'm a fan and I plan on being a teacher if you'll let me. As you know, I've got the connections to help you, but the rest is up to you." "I can't believe it," said Mike, stunned. "I thought no one beside my friends and Miss Adams knew about me." "No one does. That is, except for me," said Sebbe. "Did you think her pairing you with me was a coincidence?" "Wow!" said Mike, still somewhat stunned. "That's incredible!" "No dear, it was your destiny," said Sebbe. "Now,, have you decided if you'd like my help?" "Of course I do," said Mike. "It's my dream to perform. To be someone." "Then you'll need to let me guide you, my dear," said Sebbe, looking him dead in the eyes. "This has just all happened so fast this weekend," Replied Mike as a tear flowed down his face. "I worked my whole life performing, always hoping for a break, but never did I think it would happen! Especially like this!" "Well, this is your chance to take advantage of that," said Sebbe, wiping the tear. "Think of this as the critical scene where you're the lead. It's your moment of truth." "Really?" said Mike, getting nervous as Sebbe took his hand and then interupted. "I..I.." "Look out at the pure white powder covering that majestic hill and tell me what you see," said Sebbe. "What's your first thought?" "I see the sheer size and beauty," said Mike, as Sebbe rubbed his fingers ever so softly. "Yes, but what you don't think about is that under that powder are the jagged rocks and dangerous peaks," said Sebbe. "Either way, her beauty is absolutely breathtaking! Either way, so is yours!" "Sebbe, you know I'm no beauty by now, obviously," said Mike, giving him a funny look and glancing down at himself, still holding hands. "I'm not sure if it's me talking to you, or am I still in character?" "That's up to you my dear, but the great ones never break character, and I truly believe sometime characters choose the people they were meant to be. When I look at you, all I see is the sheer beauty which we both know is not skin deep. I see Rapunzel looking to escape her tower and find herself," said Sebbe, lifting a long section of his hair. "I see long luscious curls perfectly draping across an incredible figure and deep eyes that display deep emotion. You are Aspen mountain, Monique. A little powder dressing up natural beauty. Think about how you felt when you first saw it. You remember how breathtaken you felt." "Yes," said Mike, feeling it and getting emotional as tears flowed down both cheeks this time. "Yes, it's overwhelming." "Good, then hold that feeling inside you. Bottle it up," said Sebbe, looking into his eyes and cupping his cheeks with his hands again, wiping away the tears. "Because that's how I feel about you. You're breathtaking, Monique." Mike was complexly overtaken with emotion as Sebbe leaned in, initiating the soft passionate kiss. It was impossible to do anything other than allow himself to be immersed in the passion, as it was a kiss unlike anything he had ever before experienced. It was soft and gentle and somehow in his mind he was in character as a woman. His head was spinning as Sebbe's arm was around his neck cradling him, before finally the kiss advanced from wet and tender to intense, as Sebbe's tongue was deep into his throat. He couldn't stop himself, overcome by the moment and it was crazy but his own tongue was deep in Sebbe's mouth. This kiss lasted a good ten minutes, before finally they both took a breath as he couldn't believe what was happening, almost sobbing as he stared at his lipstick smeared all over Sebbe's face. As he worked on catching his breath, Sebbe poured them another round of drinks and he pounded down a shot as they stared out at the mountain side by side. "Sebbe, I ah," said Mike, as Sebbe put his finger on his lips. "Please I'm not gaaa." "I know dear, but there's nothing to worry about," said Sebbe, "Neither am I, and of course neither are some of the world's finest actors that have shared many kisses that they normally woudn't." "Oh, I didn't know I was acting," said Mike, surprised, touching his lips. "See how talented you are. Gorgeous, passionate, riveting," said Sebbe, smiling as he stepped behind him, wrapping his arms around Mike's waist, gently taking both of Mike's hands. "There's no one else here with me but a beautiful actress. I'd say you aced that audition." He rubbed Mike's fingers gently and then kissed his neck softly from behind, before Mike sensed Sebbe growing very stiff against his left ass cheek. After a few small rubs against his dress, Sebbe pulled away one hand as Mike heard a brief ripping sound and then watched a small square wrapper flutter to the floor, landing near his left shoe. "Sebbe, what are you doing?" said Mike, panicking as he heard the distinct sound of a zipper and looked down, hearing Sebbe's belt buckle clang against the floor. "Didn't you just say this was an audition?" "Yes, and you're a hit my dear! Now it's time for your finest performance yet, gorgeous. Consider this a brilliant career move for you! One that's propelled many young Hollywood starlets," said Sebbe, nibbling on his neck. "I know you're not ready to take this next step orally, but this will be a good start for us. Relax, I always come prepared and of course I'll be gentle." Mike began trembling as Sebbe pushed him forward slightly as he lifted his short skirt. Mike reacted instinctively, holding out both hands in front of him, preventing himself from hitting the cold tower's large glass window. Before he could even blink, he could hear the squishy unravelling sound he knew too well, realizing Sebbe was winding the Trojan up his member. He braced himself, spreading his palms open, almost whacking face first into the glass as it all happened so fast. He cringed, feeling Sebbe's hands tear his stockings open from behind. Sebbe's finger tips sent a chill up his spine now, as with tremendous skill, the elastic from his gaff was delicately lifted from his crack before it snapped below his cheeks, giving him a little jolt. He wanted to jump from the tower as he instantly sensed the slippery lubricant covered latex touch his anus, knowing a much larger jolt would be coming and then it was only a -second before he felt the initial push. He had no idea what to do, stiffening his spine as he felt Sebbe kick at his left pump, widening his stance as panic filled his body. After the second little kick at his left ankle, his legs were adeptly parted, realizing any chance of resistance had been removed. Sebbe pushed with some added force now, rubbing his hands all around Mike's body as he felt ready to jump through the window. "Time to relax and let down that hair, Rapunzel," said Sebbe, whispering in his ear. "For tonight, just enjoy the beauty of mother nature, and let me help bring out the true woman in you." "Sebbe please," screamed Mike, unable to prevent the penetration as he slapped his right hand over and over, pounding the window from the initial pain. "Mother nature! You mean, mother fucker does that hurt! Holy fucking shit!"! "Stay calm, beautiful," said Sebbe, kissing him over and over on the neck. "It'll help relax your muscles and once you accept this, you'll crave it." .He was almost hyperventilating, until finally some of the pain subsided as his muscles relaxed a bit as Sebbe was taking it slow. He moaned in pain for a good ten minutes until Sebbe was really pumping away with some vigor and speed. He pulled his neck around, sticking his tongue in Mike's mouth, kissing him a few times and was all over Mike, nibbling his neck and shoulders. After five more minutes, he was practically lifting him off his heels, feeling him push in harder than ever as he wrapped his arms tightly around him, holding the penetration. Sebbe leaned him back as he accidentally banged his face into the glass twice before feeling him tense up, knowing he was exploding inside him, as finally he stopped panting. He held him so firmly for a few moments, until finally he pulled out and turned Mike's neck back as far as he could, French kissing him. Mike was ready to puke when the kiss broke, looking down as he watched his stiffness subside and Sebbe pull off the rubber. He had no idea what to say as Sebbe pulled up his pants and then stunned him, as he reached down, grabbing Mike's loose member and tucked him inside his gaff as he fixed the waist band. "I think these are garbage now," teased Sebbe, sliding down his ripped hose. "Woah, easy," sighed Mike, stunned as Sebbe lifted him off the ground, cradling him as he carried him over to a small loveseat. "I think my queen deserves to be off these feet for a bit. Don't you?" said Sebbe, as he held on with his arms around Sebbe's neck. As they sat, he placed Mike on his lap and with one arm holding Mike's neck, he wasted no time initiating a long deep kiss again. When it broke, he ever so gently stroked his hair and his face before removing his shoes and pulling off the ripped hose. He held him, snuggling with Mike and took great care massaging his feet and toes as Mike just lay there exhausted, until finally he passed out in his arms. "Holy crap!" Yelled Mike, jumping up at seeing the sun in his eyes. "Good morning, gorgeous," said Sebbe, as he was startled awake. "What time is it?" Cried Mike, jumping up and pulling the straps of his pumps around his ankles. "It's 6am," said Sebbe, rubbing his eyes. "Are you in a rush?" "I have to get back," said Mike. "I have a hair appointment at 8am, and then we hit the slopes." "Don't panic. I'll call my driver," said Sebbe, as Mike jumped up, straightening his dress. "Thanks, I really gotta go," said Mike as he looked out the window, seeing them grooming the mountain. "No worries," Sebbe smiled and scratched his head. "I'll see you tonight." Mike grabbed his purse, running down the spiral stairs. As he got to the bottom, he saw his red coat hanging alone near the door and snatched it, running out the door. He jumped into the waiting limo and sat back for the short ride to their room. He folded down the mirror and did his best touching up his face, as he could see the slightest stubble beginning to push through and then took out his lipstick, fixing his lips. As the driver pulled up, he quickly jumped out and ran upstairs getting some looks as a scattering of a few girls sat in the lobby having some morning coffee. "Look what the cat dragged in," said Ginny, sitting up in her bed as Mike tried sneaking in. "Amazing," Gargled Lisa, with her tooth brush in her mouth as she peeked out of the bathroom. "I fell asleep upstairs," said Mike, as she slammed the door returning to the bathroom. "And what about you? I saw you all over Clooney!" "Really!" screamed Lisa as the door flung open as she pushed Mike back onto the bed. "You saw shit, asshole! You were busy with that weird director asshole! You think I slept with George Clooney?" "I saw you in the hot tub, Lisa!" screamed Mike. "I didn't see you screw him, but I saw you attached to him like a cheap suit!" "Unbelievable," said Lisa, throwing the alarm clock at him. "What you saw is what I've been doing for two fucking days. You saw me buttering him up and being introduced to everyone important. You saw me networking, moron! You saw me getting the business cards from some of entertainment's most important people! That's what you saw." "Lisa, I don't know what to say," said Mike, putting his head down. "I thought you were screwing him. I guess I wasn't seeing too clearly." "No shit, asshole," said Lisa, waiving her finger towards his legs and then put her hands on her hips. "What about what I see now? Where are the stockings you had on last night? And you definitely didn't leave here in that color red lipstick? Maybe you're the one that's got some explaining to do, Miss Monique!" Mike had no reaction as he realized she was right, and knew he no longer had on his hose. "Lisa, all this is crazy," Mike said, trying to explain. "You know I didn't sign up for any of this." "Please!" said Lisa, holding up her hand in his face to stop him from talking. "One more day and it's over. Go take a shower or you'll be late for your appointment. Pop the little clips and the extensions will come right out. As it is, your beard is peaking through your foundation. I can't talk about this anymore." Lisa walked right by him in her bathrobe, leaving their room. He went into the bathroom, showering and scrubbing off his makeup. When he came out, everyone was gone but they did leave him some clothes, as he slipped on the jeans, sparkly silver sweater, and furry boots. He grabbed his purse, shoved the extensions in a bag and headed over to the salon. "There's the naughty girl," Brittany greeted him. "The buzz is you were a dirty girl last night." "Who's saying that?" asked Mike, annoyed. "I just fell asleep and got home late." "Whatever, princess," said Brittany, taken aback, throwing up her hands. "Let's go wash your hair because obviously you're not in the gossiping mood this morning." Brittany brought him to the back and caped him up before leaning him back and switching on the water. "So, aren't we a little bit of a diva this morning, honey," said Vicky, coming over and handing him a coffee as she sat him up "Sit and let me just do your foundation while you take in a little java. Your hair could use the deep conditioning, so we'll let that stay in for twenty minutes and then I'll blow it out." Mike took some sips between her sponge strokes, as he wondered how much word had traveled. He gave no trouble to Vicky as she brushed at his face, and did his eyes before finally she brushed at his lips. He took his last few sips, noticing the pastel pink lip color on his cup before lying back as Brittany finally washed out all the conditioner. "I'm sorry I gave you any attitude, Brittany," said Mike, feeling bad as she dried his head. "We all have our times of the month, Monique," replied Brittany, wrapping his hair turban style and tapping his thigh to get up. He sat with Vicky as she took a round brush, running it through his hair as she he watched her work in the mirror. It didn't take too long as, with the snipping from the previous night, as she created a part on the left and he saw the front hanging only chin length. As she brushed through them, sweeping them across his eyes, he got his first real view of himself in long side bangs, realizing she had trimmed off quite a bit of his length in front. She wasted no time sliding her flat iron back and forth and then quickly surprised him, walking behind him with a long straight weft. "You looked so pretty with the long full curls last night," said Vicky, quickly snapping in the weft. "Let me just see how it looks long and sleek on you." After two more wefts, she brushed and flat ironed as she was satisfied with her work and he found himself in a long sleek straight style now. It was simple, but trendy with long straight angles framing his face and the long side bangs he had now blended perfectly into the pin straight style. "So natural, right," said Vicky, running her fingers through it and then brushing at his lips "Just a little extra lip butter and some gloss, ok? It's a bitter cold morning, and your lips are a little dried out today for whatever reason. Enjoy the slopes, and I'll see you later, hon." He got up and knew the drill, heading into the dressing room and putting on his ski clothes. This time he saw hot pink Columbia stretch pants and this time his top was lavender with matching hot pink sides. He slipped into his furry boots, tucked his hair under his headband, slipping into the winter white form fitting Spyder jacket. He zipped up and slid on his hot pink mittens as he wasted no time heading down to the slopes. He looked around, not seeing them and then went inside getting his gear. He changed into his ski boots and came back out, looking around before glancing at the time on his phone. "Where are you guys?" texted Mike, pulling off his mittens. "In the gondola on my way to the top," texted Lisa. "Check your voicemail. I called you twice and waited for you. but you didn't answer. I figured you were blowing me off anyway when you didn't answer. I could use a little time to think .so let's talk later." Mike felt terrible. calling her a few times now but her phone went right to voicemail. He texted a few more to no avail as he put down his ski's and went inside. getting some coffee. He sat in the lodge. taking off his coat. daydreaming about what had happened and tried a few more times calling. He began a text message, telling her how much he cared for her and how important she was to him, when suddenly he was startled as some sat right next to him. "What's happening, Monique?" "Oh hey, Tyler," said Mike surprised. "You heading out there, girl. The conditions are unbelievable today," said Tyler, all pumped up to ski. "Yeah pretty soon," said Mike, moving his phone and hiding his message. "Sorry, did I interrupt something?" asked Tyler. "Those things work like crap here anyway. Plus, forget all that texting you girls do, and get out there! Who are you texting, you're boyfriend?" "I don't have a boyfriend," said Mike, annoyed. "Didn't we cover that yesterday?" "Let's hit the powder. Come on, I'd love to ride a trail with you?" said Tyler. "Sorry, that's a fantastic offer, and I'd love to, but I'm waiting for my friends," said Mike, blowing him off. "You sure," said Tyler disappointed. "I'm only here with my friend Sam, and we could show you some really great trails." "Oh, she's so rude my friend, isn't she?" said Lisa, surprising them and interrupting. "Hi, I'm Lisa." "Hey, I'm Tyler," said Tyler happily. "Oh, hey Lisa. I was desperately trying to get you, I've been waiting for you," said Mike, handing her his phone. "See, I was working on sending this." "Ah, dead as a doornail, Monique," said Lisa, hitting a few buttons and showing him. "I did see the missed calls once I got near the base and had some service." "Shit, I forgot to charge it last night," said Mike, shaking it. "Yeah, you forgot a lot of things last night didn't you?" said Lisa as she patted Tyler. "You have to excuse her Tyler, she has her blonde moments you know." "I'm cool with that." Tyler nodded. "So why don't you join us for some runs? Maybe Monique would join us now if you come as well. We know this place inside out. Come on, it'll be a blast. The big chairs are quads, so it's perfect." "Really?" said Lisa, swishing her cheeks, trying to act cute and considering it. "We couldn't leave Beth and Ginny," said Mike, trying to backpedal. "They aren't advanced enough for those double diamonds anyway." "No, that's true, but they just went snowboarding, so sure what the hell," said Lisa, giving Mike an evil look. "How could we turn down skiing with two cute guys?" "Awesome," said Tyler, loving her comment. "Let's do it then!"