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{ASSM} {ASS} REV Helicopter Crash 1 <*> {Ho Masubi} (MF rom cons)

   First Amendment: Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment
of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the
freedom of religion or of the press; or the right of the people peaceably
to assemble, and to petition the Government for a redress of grievances.

   1.  About the story, Helicopter: The story is not advocacy fiction.  The
story involves consensual sex between a 15 year boy and 35 year old woman.
Technically the story is about under age sex but may people would not view
the events in the story as such.  The story is not pornography but it
involves explicit sexual activity.  2.  Do not try this at home.  The
characters in the story are professionals and can not be injured, killed,
ill or become pregnant.  The events depicted in the story are dangerous,
possibly immoral and are illegal in most states (check your local laws.)

   3.  The story is a work of fiction.  The idea for the story is based on
an actual news story about a supermodel who was involved in a helicopter
accident.  This is a work of fiction.  All information is the creation of
the author's imagination.  All persons, alive or dead, or events portrayed
or depicted in this story are fictional and any resemblance to real people,
organizations or incidents beyond the events listed the news story about
the incident are above is entirely is purely coincidental However any

   4.  Girl Power stories This is a girl power story; stories where
everyone male or female is safe, has power and has great sex.  Any comments
are welcome.  Please remove the ......  from the following email address
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   HELICOPTER CRASH

   The limousine pulled up in front of Teton Mountain Lodge in Jackson
Hole. Christy didn't wait for the chauffeur to open the door.  She jumped
out and headed for the restaurant in the lodge.  She talked to Gina on the
cell phone and arranged to meet her in the restaurant while lesser mortals
handled bags and registration.  Tall and blond with a perfect face she
looked like the all-American girl.  She still thought of herself as the
most beautiful woman in the world, even if she were 35 and past her prime.
In truth others surpassed her but she still possessed supermodel status.

   Christy walked through the empty lobby heading for the restaurant.  She
remembered the storms made it almost impossible to get there.  Christy knew
just where Gina was.  She was sitting at their favorite table next o the
bay window.

   Gina got up and they exchanged kisses.  Christy noted that Gina looked
happy.  She thought her excitement came from the success of her latest
movie.  The movie set box office records, and people talked about Gina
getting another Academy Award.  "Before I say anything I want to
congratulate you on your picture.  I saw it at the New York premier and
it's your best by far." "Gina blushed and said, "Thank you dear; your
praise means more to me then anyone else's."

   When they sat down the waiter hurried over with the bottle of Christy's
favorite Champaign.  Christy couldn't believe the waiter stupidity.  He
knew her, and he should've known that she never drinks before she goes
skiing.  "Don't be an idiot we are going skiing.  What you want me to do
get drunk, and crash into a mountain." "I am sorry madam but I thought with
the storms and all you wouldn't be skiing." "Now you are making me angry.
Bring me a Caesar salad and some fruit juice." "Very well madam."

   Gina could see that Christy was upset, "Christy, what's wrong.  I can
see it's serious.  Did you and Billy have a fight?" "Gina, aren't there any
decent men out there?  You seem to find them." "That's because I don't
worry about the couple thing.  I don't care if the guy is famous or not. 
Most women like arrogant guys or successful guys, or famous guys, usually
all three.  Maybe I'm weird, but most arrogant guys turn out to be jerks."
"Billy is a complete slob.  He's dirty and messy, and his drinking is
getting worse.  In public he is very loving but at home he is a total
prick.

   I decided to have an affair but it turned out to be a one-night stand.
The guy fucked the shit out at me and when he was finished he rolled over
and went to sleep.  It always happens.  I know I'm beautiful but that can't
be the reason they come so fast and fall asleep." "I don't know Christy you
always seem to have bad luck with men.  Why don't you swear off famous guys
for a while?" "Why shouldn't I go for someone famous, don't tell me they're
all jerks?"

   Gina shook her head.  "At least the lodge is empty.  The storms seem to
have kept everyone away" "There aren't going to be any fans to get in our
way and we will have the slopes all to ourselves."

   Christy called the waiter over.  "Tell them to get the helicopter ready.
We leave in half an hour." Christy smiled and said, "I booked the
helicopter for Tomahawk Peak." Gina said, "You know it's my favorite run."
"That's why I made it our destination.  We're not going to waste this trip
on men.  We ski from morning till night." Christy looked up to see the
waiter standing before her, he looked worried.  "I'm sorry, but because of
the weather there aren't going be any flights today." "That's ridiculous.
Gina let's go upstairs and get ready to go and when we come down I'll just
beat the manager into letting us go."

   She felt impatient waiting in the lobby for Gina.  She hated waiting for
anyone.  She saw the helicopter warming up and thought they changed their
minds about the storm.  Soon Gina joined her in the lobby.  They went
outside and headed for the helicopter.

   It was little strange that they didn't open the door for her.  Christy
banged on the front passenger side door of the helicopter.  The door was
opened by a teenage boy; he must have been only 15.  The boy was stunning;
he had curly blond hair, intense blue eyes, tan skin and classic features.
"Let us in we are the ones who are flying up to Tomahawk Peak." "Listen
lady were flying equipment down into the valley.  I don't know where you
think you are going." "Open the side door, Goddamn it.  Can't you see that
we're famous?" The pilot told a boy that he should slide the door open.

   When the door opened Christy could see the boy was at least 6 feet tall
and thin.  She could see he already had some meat on him.  She noticed the
bulge in his tight jeans.  Christy had to say something.  "Stop staring at
me and help us into the helicopter." "You got delusions of grandeur lady
you're the one who was staring at my crotch." Christy felt so angry that
she didn't know what to say.

   She let him help her and Gina into the helicopter.  Then she pushed her
way up-front and told the pilot to use the radio to contact the lodge. 
Soon she was speaking with the manager.  She knew the owner of the resort,
and the manager ordered the pilot take the women up the mountain.

   The boy told the woman how dangerous the trip was.  "It may seem nice
down here but there still is a major storm on top of the mountains.  Gina
said, "Maybe we shouldn't go." "Don't be silly Gina they're just trying to
scare us because they are too lazy to fly." The boy said, "With that kind
of thinking you aren't going to live very long." Christy had it with the
boy.  Who did he think he is anyway?  "Maybe something will happen to you
or the pilot but Gina and I are too rich to die.  Now load our equipment in
the back of the helicopter.  I don't want to see you anymore." They loaded
the equipment through the backdoor.  Christy felt happy the boy finally
shut up and sat in the back.

   The helicopter took off.  The air was clear, and it was smooth sailing.
About halfway up the mountain, Gina said that she was going to sit up-front
with the pilot so she could get a better view of the mountain.  Christy was
a little put out because Gina left her.  Christy felt bored so she looked
in the back of the helicopter.  She couldn't help checking the boy out. 
Christy thought that he could be a model if he wanted to.  She wondered
what she was like when she was 15.  She looked at his crotch when suddenly
she looked up and saw the boy grinning at her.  She turned away blushing.
Supermodels shouldn't blush because of a 15-year old.

   The winds picked up once they gained some altitude.  The helicopter was
being pushed around by the wind.  Suddenly everything got dark.  The pilot
said they were in a white out.  The helicopter veered back and forth
buffeted by the wind and suddenly a large rock slammed into the front of
the helicopter.  There was twisted metal all around her.  The helicopter
hung there for second and then a sickening fall.

   Christy looked up, and the boy was lying on top of her.  She pushed the
boy off, fearing he was taking advantage of her.  She realized that the boy
must've pulled her out of the helicopter.  The blizzard raged.  She saw the
tangled wreck about 15 feet away on the edge of a cliff.

   He helped her up.  The snow was blowing all around them and it was so
windy that he had to yell.  "Are you all right lady?" "Fine I think, a few
bruises, but I'm ok." "Good help me get your friend and the pilot out. 
Come on." "You're crazy.  I'm not going back in the helicopter its going to
fall off the cliff any second." "So what are you going to do, just let your
friend die?" Christy sank to her knees; her fear prevented her from moving.
She looked up pleading with her eyes: pleading for his understanding; but
he looked disgusted, shook his head and headed to the helicopter.

   She got up.  She knew she should help so she walked towards the
helicopter.  She knew even if her fear prevented her from going back she
could try to help.  She saw the boy furiously throwing supplies out of the
back and pulled them to a safe spot; where the equipment wouldn't get blown
away.

   Finally he came out of the helicopter ladened down with a survival kit,
skis and a bunch of other equipment.  It was too heavy for him to carry and
he fell down.  She helped him up and helped him take the supplies to the
spot that she had set up.  "What about Gina" "Both she and the pilot are
dead." Christy couldn't help feeling relieved because no one could blame
her for not going back into the helicopter to get Gina.  Gina died, but she
was still alive and she felt happy and grateful.

   Then she saw the helicopter starting to slip down the cliff.  She didn't
know why but she ran forward.  She could see the helicopter hit an
outcropping of rocks and break into a million pieces as it fell out of
sight.  She burst into tears.  Then she realized she was on the edge of the
cliff and if the boy wasn't holding onto her coat she could have fallen
along with the helicopter.  He pulled her back from the brink.

   The boy shouted they needed to find shelter if they wanted to survive.
She picked up some things and followed him to a rock outcropping.  He told
her to wait.  He moved along the edge of the rocks and disappeared from
sight.  She feared he left her but he returned and told her he found a
cave.

   The cave looked more like a crack in the rocks but it would give them
shelter.  They dropped off the supplies and headed back for more.  After
several trips Christy arrived at the equipment when the blizzard turned to
flurries.  As she went through the equipment Christy found her skis and
poles.

   Christy finished putting on her skis when the boy returned.  He said,
"It's harder to carry things on skis." She said, "I'm not carrying anymore
equipment; I'm getting out of here.  I'm going to ski down the mountain. 
That's what you should do too." "You'll never make it; it's just a lull in
the storm.  When it comes back you'll be lost." "All I need to know is the
resort is downhill." "You aren't even close to Tomahawk and you can't ski
off of this mountain.  We need to stick together if we're going to survive.
If you leave now I'm going to have to come after you and try to save you."
She didn't care what the boy said.  She pushed off and headed downhill.  As
he faded from sight it occurred to her that she didn't know if the boy even
had skis.

   Christy hit a patch of ice, and took off like a shot.  She tried to use
the edges of her skis to slow down, but the ice was too hard.  She saw some
snow and managed to ski off the ice.  She felt relieved at first as she
plowed through the powdered snow.  Then she fell straight down through the
snow like it wasn't there until the snow packed up under her skis and
slowed her to a stop.

   Suspended in the snow she couldn't find anything to hold on to or see.
She felt lost in freezing space.  She cleared an area around her face so
she could breathe but couldn't think of anything else to do.  Time seemed
to stop.  Then the air got stale and felt cold.  She expected to die.

   She passed out for a moment and the next thing she knew someone grabbed
her boobs and a rope wrapped around her.  She felt someone kick off her
skis.  Then the rope tightened and slowly pulled her upward.  When she
reached the surface she saw the boy pulling.  She pulled on her end making
his job easier.

   Once she reached solid ground she saw the blizzard's return.  The boy
helped her up and said, "This is the second time I have had to save you,
but I don't think it'll be the last." "Why did you come after me?" "Up here
in the mountains people stick together." "Flatlanders act foolish when they
get up in the mountains.  At this elevation you people can't think
straight. Still you're pretty dumb even for a flatlander."

   Before she had a chance to respond he turned and walked way.  She
quickly caught up with him but by that time the blizzard increased to where
she couldn't open her mouth.  She was cold and she knew that she needed to
get warm fast or she wasn't going to make it.  After a while the blizzard
had gotten so bad the boy grabbed her and lead her through the snow and
then it became a white out.  She wondered why they called it a white out
when everything was so dark.  She thought that it should be called a
blackout.  She wondered how the boy was able to lead them through the snow
when she couldn't see anything.

   Once in the cave the boy sealed off the entrance.  He turned on an
electric lantern he salvaged from the helicopter.  "I went through
everything but I couldn't find a working radio.  Don't tell me you didn't
bring a cell phone." Christy felt foolish but she had to tell him, "I left
it back in my room when I went up to change.  I didn't think I needed it; I
didn't want to be bothered with calls when skiing.  What about the pilot or
Gina." "They were too tangled up in the wreckage for me to get close." She
briefly thought about poor Gina.

   Then she looked around.  The boy lined the cave with blankets and in the
middle lay one large sleeping bag.  Christy thought, I hope the kid doesn't
think he's going to sleep with me.  He seemed to hear her thoughts and
said, "Okay lady take off your clothes and get in the sleeping bag." "I
will not, you little pervert." "Listen lady.  I'm not interested in some
washed up 35-year-old." "I'm not washed up I billed more money this year
than ever before." "Doing what, Depends commercials?" That caught her off
guard and she had nothing to say.  "I couldn't care less what you look
like. We have to huddle close together if we are going to make it through
the night.  You're shaking like a leaf and it looks like you have the
beginnings of hypothermia." She knew he was right.  She remembered learning
about survival in the mountains.  She knew about the importance of shared
warmth.  It sounded sexy at the time but she usually thought she would be
huddling next to someone like Sean Connery not a boy.  By now, she didn't
know what she felt.

   She turned her back to the boy and took off her clothes.  She started to
get into the sleeping bag and then turned around expecting to see the boy
staring at her.  When she saw the boy was facing the wall Christy felt
confused and said, you can look now if you want." "I don't want to look."
"What's the matter with you?  Why don't you want to look at me?  Do you
really think I'm that old and ugly?" "I don't think that you are ugly.  I
don't mind that you are successful or famous but I can't stand arrogant
girls who go round acting like pricks.  Christy realized that that's what
she thought about her husband.  It drove her crazy this kid wouldn't look
at her.  She was supposed to be every teenage boy's dream.  "Haven't you
seen my pictures before?" "I don't get to look at catalogs much."
"Catalogs, I don't' do catalogs, I do Playboy and the swimsuit issue of
Sports Illustrated." "What ever lady I'm not interested.  Just turn around
and get into the sleeping bag so I can get in it." "No I won't.  I am going
to stay right here completely nude until you look at me." "But lady." "I
don't care if I freeze to death.  One thing models can do is stand around
in the cold without any clothes on.  You have been putting me down all day
and I want to watch your eyes when you look at me."

   He gave a shrug and turned around.  She could see the look on his face
and knew he found her pretty.  Ok now take off your clothes and let me see
you.  The boy took off his clothes.  She couldn't help staring.  She
watched him strip but when he got is underpants off she was disappointed.
"What's wrong with your penis?" "It works fine lady as if it's any of your
business." "How come you're not hard don't you think I'm sexy." "It's cold
as hell lady.  What do you expect?"

   Christy turned away and buried her face in the blankets.  She started to
cry.  This was the final insult.  She may be pretty, but she wasn't sexy
anymore.  Then the whole day got to her.  Gina's death finally hit her. 
She realized only a monster felt relieved at a friend's death.  She hated
herself for being an arrogant uncaring ugly bitch.  She wished she died
instead of Gina.

   She felt him put his arms around her kissing her on her neck and
shoulders.  Don't cry things will get better?" Come on turnaround, let me
hold you." "I'm not going to turn around if you are not excited over me."
"What do you mean lady?" "You know what I mean.  And don't call me lady."
"Ok if it is that important to you." He grabbed her by the hips and pulled
her toward him.  When he pulled her butt up against his penis she could
tell that it was already erect.  "That's better.  You're finally showing me
the respect I deserve.

   She turned around.  "Ok well if we are going to spend the night together
we should get acquainted.  The boy grabbed her hand and started shaking it.
"My name is Toby Bowen and I'm from the mountains." Christy thought the
whole thing seemed funny some how.  "My name is Christy Baker, and I'm a
famous model." Toby said, "Nice to meet you." And Christy said, "Nice to
meet you."

   He gave her a kiss.  She opened her mouth and invited his tongue into
her.  Toby didn't hesitate.  He pushed his tongue in exploring her mouth."
Then Christy broke the kiss.  "You have been very mean to me all day.  You
called me names and accused me of doing commercials for old-people's
diapers." "You insulted me first." "Did not." "Did too" They both started
to laugh.

   "You shouldn't fight back I'm a star." "You need someone to put you in
your place no wonder you aren't getting any" "What you mean by that." "I
have seen your infomercials and besides being beautiful the thing that
makes you so appealing, is you look horny." "You can see it written all
over me, can't you?" "I'm sure that songwriter that you married to only
cares about himself." She put her head on its chest and snuggled into him.
"It's like you know all about me."

   She slid her leg over him.  She felt his erect penis and she started
rubbing it with her leg.  She said, "I'll probably end up in jail for this
but I don't care." "Don't worry those laws don't apply in the mountains. 
We all take care of each other." "You mean you already made love to a
woman" "It's the only way we can keep warm.  I have made love and had sex
with both girls and women, including my aunt.  Every winter she spends 6
months by herself up in the mountains working at satellite control center.
She says that she would go crazy if I didn't visit her and give her a good
screwing now and again." "What I wouldn't give for a good screwing." "If
you trade in your famous friends for nice ones you will have a nice crop of
lovers."

   "I have been around so many selfish people in my life: I'm just
miserable." Toby kissed her.  He explored her mouth and found her tongue.
He started playing with her tongue and she responded.  He reached up and
took Christy's hands and placed them on his butt.  Then he started
squeezing her hands.  Christy got the idea, and she started exploring his
body.  Then Toby started to gently fondle her breasts.  He continued to
kiss her and they kept exploring each other's body.  Toby broke the kiss
and started kissing Christy all over her face.  Christy kissed him back
feeling confident enough to show her love to this beautiful boy.  Toby
gently rubbed his prick along her slit.  Every time he hit her clit she
stiffened with pleasure.  They both kept rubbing against each other. 
Sometimes Toby's penis caught at the entrance to Christy's vagina.  They
kept sliding back and forth against each other, and then he just slipped
inside of her.  Christy couldn't believe how good it felt to be penetrated
this way.  It didn't feel like being conquered it felt like they flowed
together.

   Toby gently fucked Christy while continuing to kiss her.  Christy
couldn't believe how strong and gentle he was.  She wished this could go on
forever.  She could feel Toby getting more and more excited.  He started
fucking her faster and faster.  She could tell he lost control.  She held
him as he emptied himself into her.  "Oh God Oh God Christy I love you. 
I'm coming.  I'm coming.  He continued to pump and she squeezed his prick
with her pussy.  She felt wonderful when he came in her.

   Then it was over and she didn't come.  She felt betrayed.  All men are
the same.  She felt screwed like she did when the drunken songwriter she
called husband fucked her.  She pushed him out of her and turned away
crying.  She felt disappointed and betrayed.  "What went wrong, did I hurt
you." "You got your rocks off.  You don't care about me, do you?" "I'm
sorry that you've been so abused.  That no one cared about you enough to
see that you were satisfied.  Up here in the mountains sex is a team not an
individual sport and nobody goes home unless everyone scores."

   She felt like a jerk.  She knew he couldn't take advantage of her.  She
wanted to turn back but she just couldn't.  "Just go away." He said, "Turn
around right now." "No you can't make me." "Don't make me force you.  I'm
warning you." "Go ahead just try to make me turn around.  I dare you?"
"This is your last warning." When she didn't respond, he ran his hands
gently over her ribs and started tickling her.  "That's not fair." "Who
said I have to be fair.  I am going to torture you for being a bad girl."
He tried tickling her under the arms but when he got no response he started
tickling her stomach.  That was her weak spot and she knew it.  Christy
completely lost control; laughing.  She knew she could trust this boy.  She
knew he was different.  She hated being tickled but loved him tickling her
and controlling her.  She writhed around trying to escape.  He kissed her.
Then he broke the kiss and started tickling her again.  He had her pinned
and she couldn't get away.  "Please stop I am begging you." "Not unless you
give up." "Never!" "He continued to tickle her mercilessly." She never felt
so silly, so unimportant and so free.  She kept laughing.  When she was out
of breath she had to sue for peace.  "Ok ok." "Ok what?" "Ok you win?" "And
who am I." "Please don't make me." He started tickling her harder.  "Ok
please stop Master." "That's better."

   He kissed her again.  Then he broke the kiss.  "I am your master right?
So be quiet when I do this." He dropped down between her legs and started
licking.  Don't do that.  It's dirty down there.  "You are supposed to be
quiet." "But you already came in me." "You need your pussy licked.  You
need to get hot again so you can come." He licked her clit and then pushed
his tongue inside of her.  It felt wonderful that someone could care this
much about her.  Then she felt him licking his come into his mouth.  "Oh no
you don't: Your come belongs to me.  Come right up here and put your come
in my mouth where it belongs.  He complied.  He kissed her and they both
pushed his come back and forth in and out their mouths.  Then she sucked it
into her mouth and she swallowed it.  He said, "No one ever did that for me
before."

   "Girls can lose interest quickly and I wasn't going to let you cheat me
out of the pleasure of seeing you use me." "You want to be used?" "Of
course I do that's the best part.  You didn't know it because all you get
is used." She noticed that he was in her and was gently fucking her.  "But
aren't we supposed to come at the same time." "Most people don't come
together.  That only happens in love stories.  Oh sure, anyone can do it
with a little practice, but then you just having performance sex not real
sex." "What is supposed to happen?" "Up here in the mountains when people
have sex it's of kind like they become one person and then we take pleasure
and give it to each other at the same time.  Up here we care about each
other.  There are no goals except meeting each others needs: We just enjoy
each other.  Meeting your needs is my favorite part.  I know you liked it
when I came.  You only got upset when you didn't think you would get your
turn." "So you mean, I can just enjoy you and not have to worry if you're
going to come or not?" "Now you got it." "How did you get hard so fast?"
"I'm 15 years old.  Guys my age can't hold out for very long but we get
hard so fast that it doesn't matter and we can come again and again.  We
can come all night if we get the chance." "I never thought of that.  It
sounds wonderful."

   He pulled her over on top of him.  Now wait I am going to show you
something fantastic.  It may seem simple but when it happens you won't
believe it.  Remember we are in a cave buried under tons of snow.  By now
the sun has gone down so its pitch black outside and the blizzard is
causing a whiteout.  We are totally cut off from the world.  No one knows
where we are or even if we are alive or dead.  We are going to become our
own universe.

   He turned out the lantern and whispered, "Just look and listen.  Where
are we?" Christy looked into the utter darkness.  It was so dark that it
wasn't dark because darkness is an absence of light and here in this
universe light was impossible.  She listened but the snow blanketed the
cave so the only thing she could hear was Toby's heart beat.  She felt
transported.  Toby whispered to her, "Now we are in a different place:
Another dimension out of time and out of place." The realization brought
tears to her eyes and she whispered back, "We are completely alone, just
male and female.  We are so totally alone that we are totally one."

   She felt their psyches merge.  Christy kissed him: She pushed her tongue
down his throat and found he was totally open to her.  He allowed her to
explore every nook and cranny in his mouth and throat.  She was in control
and on top of a willing partner.  She started to rock back and forth.  She
felt his penis inside her and put it whereever she liked.  It felt so
wonderful using this boy.  She never thought that she would ever find any
one as perfect.  She started enjoying her body and the way she felt.  She
realized it didn't make any difference if she came or not.  He wasn't going
to go away.  He was there for her just like she was there for him.  She
stopped wanting anything and realized that her pursuit of an orgasm only
prevented her from having one.

   She rocked back and forth and then felt his strong hands run over her
body, stopping now and again to fondle her breasts.  She realized he was
following her lead and kept doing what ever he though would give her the
greatest pleasure.  She gave herself over the feeling.  She felt wave after
wave sweep over her until she glowed in bliss became lost in pure pleasure.
She rose even higher.  She never came like this swept way but one with him
at the same time.

   She kissed him on the chest and said, "Thank you.  Thank you: You
beautiful thing.  Now it's your turn." "Don't worry about turns.  I know
you didn't mean it that way but we're cut off from everyone.  We have all
the time in the world." They made love and they became love all night. 
There was a cycle were they dreamed the same dream and then they would
awaken, express love and sex and then they would return to dreaming.

   When Christy woke up Toby was gone.  He had already gotten dressed and
was starting to dig his way out.  "Wait, let me help you." "Get dressed,
but stay in a sleeping bag conserving your heat there isn't enough room for
both of us to work, when I get tired than you can take over." Finally Toby
was totally exhausted and called Christy.  She came up beside him; she saw
that he had dug quite a tunnel through the snow.  The snow had become
packed down and it was hard as concrete.  Toby showed Christy how to use
the shovel and pick to move the snow out of the way.  Then Toby climbed
back into the sleeping bag.

   Christy worked furiously.  She wanted to make up for being such a lazy
bitch.  She was in excellent shape.  She actually used the exercise machine
everyday that she advertised on cable.  She had no idea how far she had to
dig and she didn't' care; she abandoned Gina.  Toby called her to switch
off but she said that she was still feeling fine.  He called her again. 
She said she was doing well.  She didn't say anything but she refused to
stop.  She kept digging until she blacked out.  She felt Toby holding her.

   Then she saw she had broken through the snow and she pushed forward
breaking out in to the fresh air.  It was still dark but the storm ended
and the stars were brilliant.  She was shook so badly that Toby took her
back into the sleeping bag to warm her up.  They lay together their skin
touching.  He kissed her.  "You're so foolish.  You shouldn't push yourself
so hard." "I have so much makeup for and I love you so much." After she was
warmed up they got dressed.

   They came out when the dawn broke.  The sun was orange its light gave
the mountains a majesty that she had never seen before.  She saw the sun
climb and make everything brilliant.

   Toby said, "I can ski down to the resort and get help." Christy was
worried and said, "Isn't it dangerous" "It's not dangerous exactly.  I'm
going to ski down the glacier it's the only way.  The problem is I'm going
to have to jump a crevasse to get to the main part of the mountain.  It can
be a rough landing." "Can't we climb down together?  You don't have the
rock climbing skills to make it down alive.  I could climb down by myself
but it would take more then a day and you would freeze to death the first
night you were alone on the mountain." "You mean you'd risk your life to
save me." Toby gave her a look and said, "Come on."

   He took her up a trail to a rock overlooking the glacier.  "I am going
to need your help.  I can't steer my skis on the ice.  I need lined up my
skis perfectly so I can jump the crevasse.  He pointed out a gap in the
ice: a crevasse in the glacier.  He showed her the place to start the jump.
"I can't even walk to it without your help: I need you to stay up here and
hold the rope so I can use it to traverse across the glacier."

   He tied one end of the rope around himself and gave her the other.  I am
going to go back down the trail and start at the edge of the glacier.  I
need you to control the line to keep me from falling so I can get to the
point where I can start skiing.  Christy looked down and saw Toby's route.
His quiet bravery struck her.  She wanted to tell him that she wasn't worth
it but she knew that nothing could stop him and she didn't want to do
anything to hurt his confidence.  Before he left she gave him a kiss for
luck

   He climbed down from the rock and worked his way across the glacier. 
Sometimes Christy would have to loosen the rope and sometimes she would
have to tighten it and bear most of his weight.  She was glad she stayed in
shape.  Then he put on his skis and lined up.  He took the rope off and
started to move.  He accelerated rapidly and held himself in a tuck
position so he could reach the speed needed to jump across the crevasse. 
She heard the skis chatter on the ice and was amazed he held his position
with the skis bumping up and down so much.  When he reached the crevasse he
jumped and disappeared.  She could only hope that he made it.

   Christy felt lonely walking back to their cave.  The cave seemed warm
and inviting to her but with Toby gone it seemed like a tomb.  She knew she
couldn't survive the night alone.  She poked around in the supplies just to
keep herself busy and found some flares.  She waited and waited and kept
sticking her head out, looking around to see if anyone was there.  Once she
saw a plane far-off and set off one of the flares.  She knew they couldn't
see it but she needed to do something.  Then the shadows lengthened.  She
couldn't lie to herself anymore it was getting dark.  She was so afraid
that he was dead at the bottom the crevasse that she got in the sleeping
bag and cried herself to sleep.  Christy dreamed she was saved and someone
was kissing her: it seemed so real she opened her eyes and Toby was kissing
her.

   When they got out of the cave Christy could see that he was limping and
his arm was in a sling.  Christy said, "What happened?" "It was a rough
ride down, but I made it.  I had to get my uncle's helicopter, when I got
to the lodge because all the helicopters were out searching for you." Toby
limped so badly by the time they got back to the helicopter Christy was
practically carrying him.  Toby's uncle helped them into the back of the
helicopter.  They took off.  Christy wanted to talk about the rescue but
Toby passed out.  The pilot said that Toby had hypothermia, but he insisted
on leaving immediately to find her.

   Christy wrapped Toby and her in a blanket.  She stripped off her clothes
and lay next to him keeping him warm.  She kept kissing him and telling him
that everything was going to be all right.  When they got down to the
lodge, the EMTs kept them wrapped together and took them both on a
stretcher to the infirmary.  When they were unwrapped the doctors and
nurses saw Christy's nude body but she didn't mind.  She felt proud they
saw how much she cared about Toby.  They put her into a warm whirlpool bath
and slowly heated up the water.  Then they made her drink some hot soup. 
She was just fine but Toby was still unconscious when she left the
infirmary.

   Two days later, Christy staggered into the hotel lobby.  She was cold
and exhausted.  Then she saw Toby and ran up and gave him a kiss.  Toby
smiled and said, "I saw the helicopter and wondered if it were you." "We
just found them both.  I had to hire my own helicopter, but I wasn't going
to rest until I found Gina and the pilot."

   Christy looked down.  She saw the newspaper under his arm.  "I see you
been reading the paper." Toby said, "Did you really mean all the stuff you
said, about how spending a night on top of the mountain with a teenage boy,
changed your life." "Thank you for saving me.  You saved my body again and
again but more importantly you saved my soul.  You taught me more about
life the night we shared together then I ever learned before.  Just like I
said in the paper I'm going to go home and divorce that drunken songwriter
and then I am going to get a whole new set of friends, nice ones instead of
famous ones.  If you ever need or want anything all you have to do is ask "
"I will keep your offer in mind but I have everything I want because I live
in the mountains." "Well maybe some day you will let me fly you to New York
and show you the sites." "You don't own me anything.  The night we had on
the mountain was magic for me too." "I'm just being selfish as usual; if
you come to New York maybe I'll get lucky again." He whispered in her ear
that he loved her and she did the same.  They kissed good-bye.

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   This is a girl power story; stories where with consent and romance where
everyone has power and enjoys sex but no one becomes pregnant or is raped,
assaulted, tortured or murdered.  Let me know if you like girl power
stories.  Email homasubi...@fastmail.fm remove the ...  of course.  

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