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Italy is renowned for its thermal spa’s and the springs at Pr?aint-Didier appeared to be just what the doctor ordered!

After spending some time outside in hot baths and being pummeled by hot jets I moved inside to sample the ‘rain tables’ which were just …fantastic and then on to the sauna.
I was amazed to find the large sauna empty, I made my way to the centre and slowly climbed to the top level and lowered myself down. The wooden slats were indeed hot but I got I myself comfortable on my back and stretched out to soak up the heat, it felt good.
After just a few minutes I heard the door open, I felt he cool air pass over my body, just briefly, as the door closed again, but I was too comfortable to even open my eyes, I drifted back into a semi conscious sleep.

I awoke suddenly, shit I was burning up!!! damn, I must have fallen asleep; my throat was dry and it felt like I was choking, I slowly lifted my head and at the same time swung my legs around and down to reach the lower level, hardly opening my eyes which seemed glued together, my feet landed on something soft, smooth skin…shit! “ Err… I’m sorry” I blurted out, as I realizing my feet had landed on someone…. a young woman was stretched out, beneath me on the next level, ‘ mi scusi signori’ I heard the soft spoken voice.
I rubbed my eyes and began to focus …’I’m very sorry…I didn’t see you’ I garbled…’Its okay …no problem’ …she replied…now sitting up on her elbows and drawing her legs toward her…she smiled ….and I melted!

I swung down to the next level, I was clearly suffering from the heat, ‘you fell asleep?’ she questioned….’I thinks so’ … I replied, trying to regain my composure ‘ yes , I must have fallen asleep… for a moment’ ...’I think for 20 minutes, you sleep’ she said, ‘ is that how long you have been here?’ I asked, ‘yes’ she smiled again…she was simply gorgeous and I felt like an idiot!

I decided to make my way out to the showers to cool off, I stood up and moved toward the door, ‘enjoy your stay’ …her soft voice spoke as I passed ‘thanks, you too’ I replied and made my escape….phew!!!!

Gathering my robe and towel I made my way around the corner to the jet showers. I fell into the array jets of cool water that came at me from every conceivable angle. There I stood with my hands stretched out against the wall, the water felt good….what an arse, I thought of myself!

‘Are you okay’… I heard through the noise of the water jets, ‘huh…?’ I spun around, it was the young woman from the sauna, ‘I’m fine now…thanks’ I replied.

She was standing in the middle of the spiral shower area, the water danced upon her slim, but firm body, her bright red bikini complemented her golden brown skin, I couldn’t help but notice just how fit she looked…and I mean fit, not over developed muscles simply… toned…jeeeze….. she was a stunner.

‘You are on holiday…to ski?’ she asked, ‘yes’ I replied… she had moved closer, the noise was seriously deafening…. ‘is good snow for ski…good for off piste’ she added …’lots of powder but hard on the legs’ ….I laughed ‘that’s why I’m here’ I replied, she smiled and moved toward me, much closer now, she angled her head and was looking directly at me as she moved her hand across, to my thigh …she pressed firmly… ‘your legs ….are strong’ she smiled again…. looking straight into my eyes, her eyes were like coal, deep brown eyes and full of mystery.
I moved closer to her and with my hand gently pushed away the long strands of jet black hair from her face, again she looked at me and we kissed, softly at first then with more urgency, our mouths met again and again. I placed my arms around her tender young body, bathed in the mist and heat of the shower jets, our kisses became more passionate and more eager, her skin was soft, but her body was firm, yet silky and the water pressed on our bodies, forcing us together.

‘Come with me’ …she said, taking my hand and leading me toward the exit of the shower room. Quickly pulling our robes and towels from the hangers, without stopping to dry, she whisked me along the clean, softly lit corridors and up the stairs. Still dripping, we had our robes half on by the time we reached the top floor, passing numerous rooms for relaxing and reading along the way.

We entered what appeared to be an older part of the building, with oak panels disguising three solid oak doors. She reached onto one of the ledges and pulled down a notice which read ’Not in Use’, opening the door to our left she placed the notice on the door and closed the door. She moved quickly over to the window and took a key from the sill and locked the door behind us.

Looking around the room, there were two large, smooth wooden chairs, in a fixed reclined position facing each other. At the other end of the room in front of a log fire on the floor was a water bed complete with pillows and covers. The sun was shining through the large window that were half covered with foils.

I sat down on one of the chairs… and sighed as I watched as she carefully began to towel dry her long, black, silken, locks of hair, she was amazing and I was fixed by her smile. Turning slowly she lowered herself on to the chair facing me, installing her feet between neatly between my legs, she giggled as she began wiggling her toes along my inner thighs. I took her foot in my hand and began to kiss her toes, gently inching my way from toe to toe and down her instep toward her heel, then back toward her toes. As I looked up at her face I could not tell if she was in agony or ecstasy, her eyes were closed and she was gently biting her lip.

I sat up and moved quickly across to her chair. I kissed her mouth and repositioned my right hand around her back and nestled my head into the nape of her neck, then back to her gorgeous lips.

Our kisses became longer and more passionate, I moved back to kiss her neck, then her smooth silky shoulder, gently removing her robe, I slowly kissed my way down, pushing aside her bikini top and caressed her inviting breasts, my tongue flicked across her nipples and I felt her body quiver as I delicately sucked and teased those gorgeous orbs, they were truly delicious.

Her robe dropped from her shoulders, I untied her did bikini top, that too fell away allowing my hands to run freely about her lovely body, first her breasts, cupping and squeezing, I held them and licked her curves, savoring every moment.
I was moving down her stunning body with my hands, circling the small of her back and around to the soft skin of her belly. I peeled away her bikini and pushed my face into her silky thighs enjoying the moment, kissing, licking and fondling every inch of her soft flesh onward and upward. She new exactly were I was headed and I new she was making no attempt to stop me. I could feel her body squirming ever so slightly in anticipation of me reaching the delights of her pussy.

My cock was now straining to be released from my shorts, I was quite uncomfortable now, kneeling before her I was hard and ready to have her, ready to devour her…. but I fought against the now very real urge to simply impale this lovely woman on my aching member…. I wanted her alright… I longed to slip my throbbing cock deep into her hot young body…how I wanted to feel the heat of her cunt around my cock, it was torture!

I removed her bikini and was immediately rewarded by the site of a well manicured pussy; in fact she was almost completely shaven. The smooth skin of her mound was interrupted only by the thin triangle of hair that pointed toward her tantalizing young pussy. Her pussy lips were neatly folded …hiding the pleasures that surely lay behind those folds….it was almost too much to deal with …so I buried my face into her pink and very moist slit that peered from between her golden thighs.
Careful not to move to fast, I lapped the lips of her vagina pausing momentarily to taste her and to gently lick her now protruding clit.

She was now moving her body gently to the rhythm of my tongue in her tender young body, deeper and deeper, running the length of my tongue into her sweet pussy. I pushed her upward and at the same time cupped her taught buttocks with both hands pulling her down and again onto my waiting tongue, allowing her pussy to completely cover my mouth. Fuck….I love that, to be consumed by a woman’s sweet and sexy cunt just blows my mind…

Over and over I worked my hands around her stunning body as I drove my tongue deeper and deeper into her. I moved my position to allow me to spread her lips with the fingers of my right hand whilst licking at her clit. I began to suck, gently at first, on her now pouting cunt lips, the pink of her pussy turned me on, she was now very wet indeed and her low moaning had become noticeably louder.

I pushed a finger inside her, gently moving it, left then right, touching the dripping walls of her cunt, her juices flowed and I savored every second of her very generous body.

I was indeed privileged to be enjoying this lovely young woman, I slipped a second finger into her and was now alternating my work on her clit, with my tongue and the thumb of my left hand as the fingers on my right hand explored her warm, wet and now throbbing pussy. She began to shudder and was slowly succumbing to the more urgent advances of my fingers and tongue intruding into the intimacy of her body.

Her moans became louder; she was riding the waves of pleasure flowing through her tender young body. My movements had become much more intense, her pussy was now very wet and swollen, her engorged lips looked even more tantalizing, I wanted to fuck her, I wanted to bury my cock deep inside her very tight cunt, I would have exploded in her with little effort ….but this was not my reward…not yet.

She drew her legs right back perching her heels on the edge of the chair which allowed me easy access to her moist and throbbing love hole, I was going deep inside her now with three fingers, pushing deeper than before I was firm and persistent with each stroke.
My other hand was supporting the small of her back, whilst guiding her clit onto my eager tongue. Her hands were now tight around the back of my head pushing, guiding and forcing me onto her. She rocked in time with the thrusting of my hands, she was close ….and we both new it.

Looking down at me she smiled and for a moment she seemed to know what I really wanted. I loved having my face buried in her pussy, I loved having my fingers inside of her and I loved the thought that this raven haired Italian… had chosen me. I wanted to enjoy her as she came… I wanted to enjoy this young beauty as she squirmed in my hands and I wanted her to submit to the pleasure of her orgasm and to let herself go….yes with me ….a complete stranger. This was a lot to ask.

Almost as soon as I had maneuvered my fingers inside her I could feel her shudder involuntarily… to the tremor that builds to be an orgasm. She began to thrust her body onto my hands and tore at my head and drove my tongue harder and harder on to her clit. “ ci …ci …ci signori” closely followed by torrent of words in Italian that were unrecognizable to me…she sat bolt upright clutching my head between her thighs as she trembled and writhed for what seemed like an eternity….she held that position…almost a naked statue…only her heaving breasts gave indication she was alive

To my surprise, she pushed my fingers deep inside her, now holding my wrist tightly, she forced herself ever deeper and harder onto my hand, twisting and turning now, her body was writhing ….up and down, harder and faster in an almost uncontrollable frenzy, she was panting and screaming, uttering words that were completely lost on me…she had climaxed again.

Slumping back against the chair, she was breathless and almost lifeless, sighing gently I couldn’t help but notice just how beautiful she looked, her jet black hair draped around her shoulders just covering her gorgeous breasts. I gingerly removed my fingers from her dripping pussy… she moaned and grabbed again at my hand, unsure whether to let me move or stay…. either seemed unbearable for her at that moment.

I moved my face closer to the heat of her still throbbing pussy, carefully without touching her clitoris I gently licked the last of her juices that had flowed so easily as she came. This was my pleasure. This was my reward.

I gazed up to meet her eyes… she beamed a smile and gestured for me to join her on the chair. Gathering her up, I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her close, she nuzzled into my chest…. I gently stroked her hair as we lay together enjoying the silence and each other.

Suddenly, she jumped up from the chair and stood before me, somewhat distressed and anxiously fixing her robe, she said ‘ Signor, the time…I have to go….I am so sorry….forgive…’ she picked up her bikini and moved to the door, stopping for just a moment she smiled at me and gave a long, deep sigh and was gone.

I was completely stunned.

My mind drifted …part of me could not believe what had just happened?
What was all that about?
Why me?
Why did she go so quickly…with no fucking explanation!

Fuck……I didn’t even know her name!!!

Lost in my thoughts of her and just as I was coming to terms with the reality of what had gone before….the door swung open…I stood up…she had returned.
She moved toward me … ‘book a therapy …ask for Angelina…’
……she reached toward me and kissed me gently on the cheek and again….
….she was gone.


End of part one…

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Armand Wilson sat in his home office/study sighing. From the office, things had looked pretty good; business was on track, and Sharon appeared to be handling her new situation well. But in the car on the way home, Armand began getting bad vibes, and when he arrived at his mansion, things were even worse. Everyone on staff was walking around as if on eggshells. It took Armand about twenty minutes' worth of snooping, but the situation resolved itself -- the Hernandez' quarters were an armed...

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Rescued by a Snow Angel

1971 was a pretty good year for me. I got the first real big promotion of my career as a home designer. I had worked a lot of years as a builder, an actual hammer and saw guy, when I got a somewhat private gig with a local Montana businessman, Burnett Perkins, who wanted specific perks on his new self designed home. We had met as I worked my way up the coast to Portland Oregon and Yakima and then east to Helena, Montana. I had a crew of 9 independent contractors and usually hired locals as we...

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Love and Snow

Waiting in this empty world, Waiting for Then, when the life spray cools. For Now does ride in on the curl of the wave, And you will dance with me in the sunlit pools. We are of the going water and the gone. We are of water in the holy land of water And all that’s to come runs in With the thrust on the strand.’ Kate Bush, ‘Jig of Life’ Gabriel viewed the village from a flat rock jutting from the mountainside. A morning storm had covered the land in a shimmering blanket of snow. Streams of...

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Snow Angel

“Fuck it. Let the wind clean it off,” he thought as he opened the driver’s door and climbed in. He started pulling out of his parking lot, giving the truck gas to get all of the snow off, but it didn’t move. He tried to look out of the passenger window, but his view was blocked by snow. “God dammit!” he said aloud as he stopped in the middle of the driveway. Martin grabbed his snow brush and spent the next 5 minutes cleaning off his windows before getting back into the warm cab and...

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CANDY FINDS HER SON HANDY AND DANDY

by Oediplex 8==3~ The sweetest mom discovers her boy is both convenient and delightful. [She also recounts when her dad fucked her at nineteen!] Like the name of Madame DeVille's moniker, Cruella, some names fit the personality they are bestowed upon. Disney came up with that evil woman's apropos handle. My mother's folks named their only child, a daughter, Candy. This was shortly before the infamous 1968 movie was out. Though there were aspects of mom that paralleled the...

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Twins Snow Angel

"It's about time you got here. I was starting to get worried." Hannah shouted from the doorway of their private cabin. "How are the roads?""Just a dusting of snow right now, but I heard this storm is going to come fast and hit hard," said Samantha as she handed a bag off to Hannah. She stopped for a quick kiss before dropping her luggage and turning back to go out the door."What's this?" Hannah asked, peering into the bag. "I picked up a few extra things at the store in case we got stranded."...

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The Dance of the Snow Faries

Yeah, she has a penis, just so you know what you’re getting into. I don’t want to be here. The only reason that I came outside was because the place I used to be in was somewhere I didn’t want to be even more. The refuge I took to was a lot colder, but it was a lot more quiet than the Sunday school room. My rather peevish roommate insisted that I stop spending my Friday nights at home all the time. When asked if he had any good suggestions, my roommate insisted on his church’s singles night....

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Like the Driven Snow

Stephen sighed in relief as the ending credits of the movie rolled across the screen. He’d tolerated the overly sweet romance for Rachel’s pleasure, but a love story between a woman and her husband’s ghost was far too weird for his sensibilities. Stephen would have preferred to see the mafia flick that was also playing, but he could afford to take an hour and a half out of his life to please his new girlfriend. He would do anything for his black-haired angel, but he wasn’t about to let her in...

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Snow Bunny Surprise Ch 01

A big thank you to my editors, FireEye and DawnJ. I will say that any mistakes are mine and mine alone as I don’t always take their sound advice. I hope you enjoy my first of hopefully many stories. ************************************************** Walking up the stairs with Danielle, Barry could feel his palms starting to sweat. The only thing going through in his head was whether she wants him to kiss her or not. Every step forward was making him more nervous. Danielle is one of his...

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Fallen Snow Angels

It snowed last night. Just a couple inches but it was really beautiful. I’ve always loved snow. I’ve always had a fantasy of sex in the snow. I was outside this morning taking in the sight. It wasn’t too cold, about 33* The snow was still falling pretty hard, very thick flakes. Then my imagination kicked in. You were standing there with me. You were wearing sweat pants and a cute winter jacket. I couldn’t believe I was seeing you there. You smiled, walked toward me and then, with out...

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Snow Storm1

Snow Storm Here in the Adirondack Mountains of New York we are certainly used to harsh winters and heavy snowfalls. So when the local weatherman called it the Storm of the Century I had to laugh. After all it is only seven years into this century and that leaves ninety-three more years for a bigger storm to come by. I figured that the odds were in our favor that this was NOT the Storm of the Century after all. However I also know better than to tempt fate. I live on a small body...

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Driving in Snow Ch 01

Synchronistic rescue by soul mates leads to sacred sex. This is a work of fiction, a fantasy, written as a way of exploring some possibilities of synchronicity as well as psychic and sacred sexuality. This story is hard to characterize. It clearly fits in Mature, Erotic Couplings, First Time – several times over, Romance and even a unique form of Group Sex. There is enough nudity to add Exhibitionists and voyeurs and even some Anal. It is long so I put it in Novels. What I hope is that it...

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Sex in the Snow

It was a calm Saturday night, a peaceful atmosphere in our small home as I added more wood to the fireplace. It was our first holiday season together as husband and wife, and our credit cards certainly bore the evidence of that… as did the bags of holiday decorations and gifts still piled near the sofa. I glanced up to gaze upon my beautiful young wife. She stood and looked out the window at the snowfall, something she had missed during our four years at an Arizona university. Her cherry-red...

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Chapter One A Pixie In The Snow

The world was blinding white. Burning, yet cold. Unbearably bright to the naked eye with the exception of the odd husk that s**ttered the washed out landscape.Husks of long dead trees, protruding from the ground, just above the snow. They themselves almost enveloped in the Sun’s glare.I adjusted the sun glasses perched on my face, squinting still, despite their protection.I shuffled my weight softly so as not to make a sound.A clearing stood before me, where the warped shapes of dead bark...

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Snow Flake

Christmas Eve in the Adirondacks, and the snow was coming down hard, big fat flakes that reflected the light from my headlights into a sparkling display. The flakes were swirling gently toward the ground, since the night was perfectly still, but the motion of my truck made them stream past the windshield in a mesmerizing rush, like that computer screensaver that was so popular a few years back. This thought reminded me of my own computer and monitor, firmly belted into the back seats like a...

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Snow White and Zorro

Before I tell you my story about Snow white, Zorro and the costume Garden party I feel I need to tell you a bit about myself. I was born in a middle size town of about 100 000 people and had a free upbringing. When I was a teenager horse riding was my passion which meant that the sliding up and down on a saddle aroused my sexual desires early in puberty and made me an accomplished masturbator at age 16. Later in high school I was an A-grade basketball player but as I went to university I only...

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Snow Angels

(A slightly edited version of the story previously posted under my pen-name Rebecka) God, I hate the snow. When I was 14 years old, my best friend and I were trapped on a bus in a snowstorm. It was the middle of January, the temperature was arctic (even before the snow), and I'd already seen more snow than an Atlanta girl would see in a decade. The problem was, I was no longer in Georgia. "Minnesota sucks," I grumbled. The boy sitting beside me, Paul, my defacto boyfriend, laughed...

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Snow Bound

The windshield wipers thump fast, back and forth.  Hope could barely see the road it was snowing so heavy now.  Her hands gripped the steering wheel as she slowly tried to follow the tire tracks in front of her but they were quickly disappearing.  A little smile curved her lips as Johnny Mathis started singing, I'll be home for Christmas, through her car speakers.  Hope hadn’t been home for Christmas since she up and followed Ned to New York, a couple of years ago, as he followed his dream. She...

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Snow Bound

The windshield wipers thump fast, back and forth.  Hope could barely see the road it was snowing so heavy now.  Her hands gripped the steering wheel as she slowly tried to follow the tire tracks in front of her but they were quickly disappearing.  A little smile curved her lips as Johnny Mathis started singing, I'll be home for Christmas, through her car speakers.  Hope hadn’t been home for Christmas since she up and followed Ned to New York, a couple of years ago, as he followed his dream. She...

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The Snow Storm

Introduction: My husband brought two boys home for me. The Snow Storm It started to snow at about ten this morning and at first the weather office called for flurries but it wasnt long before it was to be a winter storm with snow up to 3 feet. My husband, Doug and I decided to just stay inside, keep the wood stove burning and indulge in a day of sex. We had been cuddling and playing around on the couch when the phone rang. As I went to answer it I saw it was 1:30pm and the snow was coming even...

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My Wife in the Snow Cave

At the time of this story, my wife, Laura, and I lived in Tacoma , Washington , and we both enjoyed hiking in the Cascade Mountains . Laura’s hobby is wildlife photography, and we often took overnight hikes at higher elevations, so we would be in the mountains at sunrise to take photos of wildlife not normally seen during the day. We understd the dangers in the mountains, and always took the necessary survival equipment, just in case of an emergency. Fierce storms can develop in a matter of...

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SurvivingChapter 21 Snow joke walking home

I calmed Gabrain down but decided he needed to hear a bit more of a constructive explanation of his actions as part of his education. "Gabrain as a lord and a leader, people will rely upon you. You will need to take tough decisions, often decisions that will put people in harms way. You need to act responsibly. I suggest you need to learn a better approach to decision making than the one you used tonight when you thought it was okay to disobey me. Or the one you used when you blindly...

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Kristen Blowing Snow

There is something about the words ‘blow’ and ‘blowing’ that puts most guys’ cocks on edge. I work on the late night production crew of one of those all night, all weather T.V. stations that seem so popular now. We work from midnight to 7 a.m. There are several of us guys and one brunette named Kristen. One particularly bad-weather day last February, Kris was up there in front of the big map telling everybody everywhere all about the ‘blowing snow’ here and ‘blowing snow warnings’ there. All of...

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Footprints in the Snow

"Who found him?" "The postman, Guv. It wasn't fully light and he could see there was a light on in the hall, and for no reason he can think of he looked through the bull's eye and saw the body hanging there." "Well, it's suicide, Sergeant. Yes, definitely. Get it wrapped up and get back to the station, with half the force tied up on this bloody party conference we've no time to piss about with this. It's suicide, plain and simple, there's the note, now let's have no more...

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The TRUE Cinderella Story Ch 2 Snows Exile

Introduction: This is my third story. No pointless comments, please, but if you like it, or have any ideas on how to improve my next stories, comments welcome. This is a continuation of my Cinderella story, following the life of Snow White. Cinderella was getting older. She retained her looks and her sexiness, but she was still getting older. She would be turning 31 soon, much older than she would have liked. On one bright morning, she awoke and walked, naked, over to her full length mirror....

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Twenty Words For Snow

She stared out at the newly fallen snow, amazed at how itsparkled like a star strewn field, kissed by the sun. If only she could capture that it and describe the wonder, the beauty, the magic in a single word. “I’d still have nineteen to go.” She mumbled, her warm breath clouding in the cold mountain air. Twenty words for snow. That had been the assignment. So far, it hadn’t gone well. Cold. Icy. Pure. She had never been good with words, using them with an economy even in conversation,...

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My Wife in the Snow Cave

At the time of this story, my wife, Laura, and I lived in Tacoma , Washington , and we both enjoyed hiking in the Cascade Mountains . Laura’s hobby is wildlife photography, and we often took overnight hikes at higher elevations, so we would be in the mountains at sun rise to take photos of wildlife not normally seen during the day. We understood the dangers in the mountains, and always took the necessary survival equipment, just in case of an emergency. Fierce storms could develop in a matter...

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