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Bunny and the Slopes
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"What if the boys WON'T talk to us?" asked Susan, sounding worried. It was her experience that boys weren't anxious to talk to her.
"I'll teach you how to do it," said Ronnie. "It's easy."
"Easy for you, maybe," said Susan.
"Trust me," said Ronnie. "I've got four brothers. I know how boys tick."
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The next day, after breakfast, all the kids were happy and excited, with the possible exception of Susan. They were happy and excited because they knew they would get to have sex that night. Susan still didn't believe a boy would talk to her just because she wanted him to.
But, as the Tiffany, Melody and Linda pulled their boyfriends out to the slopes, Ronnie got Susan ready to ski and pulled her out to the bunny slope. They stood, watching people on the slopes for a while, and then Ronnie made her selections.
She maneuvered Susan to the bottom of the slope, and waited until the two young men she had seen practicing came toward them, and stopped ten or so feet away.
"You guys are pretty good," she called out. "I wish I could do that."
The two boys, brothers named Tim and Tom, looked over at the girl who had spoken. They were there because their parents had dragged them there, and they both knew they weren't good at all.
"We're just learning, really," said Tim.
"We've been trying," said Ronnie sadly, "but we just can't seem to get the hang of it. It looks like so much fun when you do it."
"Ronnie, I can ski pretty well," whispered Susan in her friend's ear.
"Fake it," said Ronnie under her breath.
"I don't suppose you would ... help us," said Ronnie, sounding tragic.
Tom looked at the girls. They weren't gorgeous or anything, but then he and Tim were both geeks, and girls didn't usually show any interest in them at all. He looked at his brother. "Might be fun?" he said, not sure at all.
Ten minutes later, the four of them were snowplowing slowly down the slope. Ronnie fell down and Susan instinctively jumped sideways to stop and help her. She walked up the hill sideways.
"Don't stop, you dope!" hissed Ronnie. The two boys were still sliding down the hill, unable to stop like Susan had. "Fall down instead!"
"Oh!" said Susan, feeling foolish.
She helped Ronnie up, and they started down again, toward the boys, who were waiting for them.
"Fall down now!" whispered Ronnie.'
Susan yelped, flailed and tumbled. Ronnie made it look like she was trying to stop to help, and tumbled too. They both sat up to see the boys trying to come up the hill to help them.
"NOW you can walk down sideways," hissed Ronnie.
Both girls did that.
"We have the walking sideways part down OK," said Ronnie much more breathlessly than she had to, as they approached the brothers. "It's the skiing part that's giving us trouble."
"I think you did pretty good," said Tim. "Tom and I fell down all the time when we first started."
"We put the skis on and tried to learn to get around," said Susan, catching on. "That part isn't so hard. We can teach that to you if you can teach us how to not fall down."
An hour later, all four teens were gliding down the bunny slope, not quite out of the snowshoe phase yet, but moving much faster than before.
Ronnie suggested a break, and they sat on the porch of the lodge, drinking hot chocolate. Within another thirty minutes, they were chatting easily, as the girls said where they were from, and the boys did the same.
"We have to go check in," said Ronnie. "Our sponsors are real strict about that. Maybe we could ski, together, some more later?"
"Yeah, sure," Tim gushed, smiling. He was having fun.
"Give me your room number and we'll call you," suggested Ronnie.
Chapter Ten/
"I can't believe we DID that!" said Susan as they walked back to the room.
"I told you it was easy," said Ronnie. "All you have to do is appeal to their instinct to help, and they like to do that."
"We weren't even skiing, really, but it was fun!" said Susan.
"When we get back home, we're going to get you a real boyfriend," said Ronnie. "You just wait and see."
"What about you?" asked Susan.
"Oh, there are some boys I like to be around, sometimes," she caged. "I just don't talk about it a lot. They're kind of geeky."
"So are Tom and Tim, but I don't mind," said Susan. "They're kind of nice, really."
"It's all in finding the good points in a guy," said Ronnie. "Most of them have at least one." She grinned.
"I know which ... point ... is good on Mr. Kelly," said Susan, not blushing at all. "I can't wait to see it tonight."
"That's what I was talking about," said Ronnie.
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Ronnie and Susan spent some time with Tim and Tom that afternoon too, but this time it was tubing, and they all had fun because almost no skill was required.
At supper, when the whole group was assembled, Ronnie didn't have to say a thing, because Melody brought it up first.
"Who were those guys I saw you with this afternoon?" she asked. Everyone looked at Ronnie and Susan.
"We met them skiing, this morning," said Susan, eager to forward the plan. "They're from Wyoming."
"You spent all afternoon with them," said Melody.
"They invited us out tonight too," said Ronnie.
"That's nice," said Linda. She felt relieved. She hadn't been sure that Miss Johnson and Mr. Kelly would be able to keep their promise to keep the girls busy.
"I don't think it would be a good idea for you to be alone with them," said Bunny. "Maybe you should bring them to the suites. Jack and I can chaperone."
"Awwww, come on, Miss Johnson!" complained Ronnie, looking pretty convincingly outraged. "You don't chaperone them!" She pointed her fork at the other couples.
"We know them," said Bunny firmly. "We don't know anything about these boys you met."
"Well ... all right," said Ronnie grumpily. "But they have to stay away and do something else! We don't want them there making fun of us."
"Hey," said Melody, looking hurt. "We wouldn't do that. We're HAPPY for you!"
"Don't worry," said Tiffany. "We won't bother you. We'll keep in touch with Miss Johnson, and we won't come back until they're gone. How's that?"
"OK," said Ronnie. "Thanks. This is the first boy to be interested in me in a long time," she said, looking woeful.
Bunny almost laughed, and had to cover her mouth with her napkin. Ronnie was a consummate actress, but she had almost overdone it.
When dinner was over, Bunny reminded Ronnie and Susan loudly to bring the boys to the suites in an hour or two. They ran off happily, while the others hung back.
"That worked out pretty well, huh?" said Tiffany, looking pleased.
"Instead of you calling me, I'll call you," said Bunny. "OK? I'll call you when the coast is clear to come back for the night."
"Deal!" said Tiffany, happily.
"It may be hours," warned Bunny.
"No problem. We have a lot of ... talking to do," said Tiffany.
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Ronnie and Susan DID go find Tom and Tim, and spent an hour with them before begging off, saying they had to be back in their rooms for curfew. They also arranged to meet the boys the next day. That was because they now wanted to, and not just as a cover. Both boys were fun to be around because they were shy, and not overbearing like the boys they had come on the trip with.
Then they scurried back to the room, where Bunny had decided to drain Jack's balls as dry as she could get them before the girls got there.
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When the two excited girls carded the door and slipped into the room, Jack had, in fact, just donated every drop of spunk he had, to Bunny's thirsty womb. Until she had felt a hard prick in her pussy, she had always thought about having children in an ephemeral sort of way. It could happen some day, maybe, at some vague time in the future.
But, after feeling Jack's hot semen splashing deep in her belly, and deciding that she would marry him, her biological urge to become a mother had kicked into overdrive so suddenly that she hadn't actually come to grips with it yet. All she knew was that she wanted to feel that hot, wet feeling up in her belly as often as she could get it to happen, and that if, by doing that, Jack made a baby in that same belly, so much the better.
"I love that, baby," she sighed, feeling his prick jumping in her pussy as it spurted.
"Awwww Bunny," he panted. "Do we have to wait until we get back to get married?"
"Hey!" said Ronnie, walking over to the sweating naked adults. "You better save some for us!"
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Bunny sat, in a chair, naked and not knowing whether she felt odd or not, because there were three other naked people in the room too. Her natural modesty had urged her to put something on, but when the girls gleefully stripped, and crawled on the bed with Jack, she felt, somehow, that she'd be out of place if she did put something on.
"You're sure the others are busy?" Susan was just naturally nervous about all this.
Ronnie, who had been playing with Jack's spent penis, just having fun examining it under circumstances that were remarkably unashamed, snorted.
"When we peeked at them, they were all having so much fun that there's no way in the world they'll be doing anything else."
She leaned down to suck Jack's limp cock into her mouth.
"He just had that thing inside Miss Johnson!" gasped Susan.
Ronnie pulled up, sucking, and stretched Jack's cock out, making it appear to be too thin somehow. It popped out of her mouth and flopped to lay sideways on his balls.
"I know," she said, picking it up with two fingers. "But it still tastes good."
"I'm horny!" said Susan, apparently forgetting her objection, spoken only seconds before.
"Well, you're going to have to settle for something besides this," said Ronnie, grasping the limp penis at the base and flopping it from side to side. "It doesn't look all that dangerous right now, does it?"
"It will get hard again ... won't it?" asked Susan anxiously.
"Oh yeah," said Ronnie, answering for Jack, who was still breathing deeply, recovering from pumping Bunny full of spunk. "Don't worry, you'll get your pussy stretched."
The certainty in her voice made Jack feel good, and he sat up, reaching for breasts and tickling the girls as they giggled and crawled all over him. He levered Susan over and latched onto one of her nipples with his lips.
"Mmmmm," she sighed. "I can't believe how good that feels."
Soon she was whining and gasping as he kissed his way down and nuzzled into her pussy, licking and sucking. He gave her an orgasm that way, and then did Ronnie, while Susan lay limply, half watching. After Ronnie had stiffened and squealed, he got up on his knees to reveal that he was stiff again.
He didn't ask. He just crawled back on top of Susan and pushed into her.
"Jack!" called Bunny. She appeared at the side of the bed, a foil-wrapped package in her hand.
"Ohhhh," he sighed, loving the feeling of Susan's clasping, hot pussy around his prick. "I forgot."
"You can't forget," chided Bunny.
She made him pull out, and put the rubber on him herself, while Susan slowly rubbed her clit. Then he slid back into her.
"It feels different," she complained. "I don't like this as much."
"Too bad," said Bunny. "You'd like Jack's baby growing inside you a lot less, believe me."
"I guess so," sighed the girl.
It was much more gentle than the time before, and there was almost no pain, and soon Susan was bucking up against her teacher/lover with gusto, telling him how much she loved what he was doing to her. She shuddered through an orgasm and, almost without missing a stroke, he pulled out of her and filled Ronnie's pussy up, getting a groan of satisfaction from her. Ronnie's moans were hotter, somehow, perhaps because she was more accustomed to doing this, and when she wiggled and squealed, Jack squirted into the reservoir of the condom. He had been making love for fifteen minutes by then, and was limp himself as he flopped onto his back.
Susan leaned over him, to lift and look at the latex-wrapped thing that had just made her feel so good.
"There's a lot of stuff in there," she commented, squeezing the fluid-filled tip.
"That's what he would have put into you," said Bunny. "That's exactly why you must always make a man use one."
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In the motor home, there was no Bunny to enforce the rules. When the three young couples got there, they chose the same beds they had used before, and wasted little time crawling into them. Only Melody insisted that the disrobing be done in a slow, and to her mind, romantic fashion. The others simply got naked and writhed against each other, trading long, hot kisses as their hands went everywhere. They weren't worried about getting caught, this time, and that left them free to enter into ... things ... with much more enthusiasm.
For Doug and Linda, the reason his prick entered her bare was simply because they both got so carried away that neither of them remembered the condom that was in his pocket. Linda remembered when, after ten minutes of ecstasy, he started making sounds she was now able to recognize as the precursor to what she would call a "rest period" after this night. By then, though, the thought of making him stop to put on a rubber was excruciating. She just decided he'd have to use it next time. It was for that reason that his healthy, virile sperm flowed freely into her womb as he gasped and bucked on top of her.
Randy and Melody didn't forget, but Melody, in the process of installing her first condom ever, didn't realize how even a tiny little sharp spot on a fingernail can weaken thin latex, or that putting it on too tightly stresses the stuff as well. When, after two lovely orgasms, she felt exactly the same thing she'd felt last time, she didn't know the condom had burst until he pulled his spent prick out of her.
Tiffany also remembered, and she knew exactly how to properly install the protection Jerry produced. Her problem was that Jerry had the same drive that a lot of men have, and which they can't explain. Jerry hated the idea that his spunk would be wasted. It wasn't that he actually wanted to knock Tiffany up. Had someone asked him, he'd have said "Of course I don't want to make her pregnant!" At the same time, though, he couldn't stand the idea that, when he spurted, it would be in a bag, instead of the girl he 'loved'.
It was for that reason that, as he positioned his teenaged prick to penetrate his girlfriend, he pulled the rubber off and slid into her bareback. She figured it out when, after an orgasm of her own, she felt the tell-tale wet heat inside her.
Tiffany yelled at Jerry as he fertilized her. But Tiffany was the perfect match for Jerry, because she had a quirk of her own that was similar to his. She had always demanded that he wear protection, but that was because she was expected to say that. She even expected herself to say that. But, deep down inside, she was just like Jerry. Her body was made to bear children, and something deep inside her whined each time his spunk was wasted by being contained.
It was probably for that reason that she always forgave him for "forgetting" to pull out. It was probably for that reason that, fifteen minutes later, when he was stiff again, and argued that he'd already cum in her, so what did it matter - that she let him fuck her again, this time agreeing to his bare prick spurting in her nubile womb.
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Back in the girls' suite, the bed was crowded. Jack, to his unending surprise, had been able to get stiff again after cumming twice inside and hour and a half. The two girls had watched interestedly as he mounted Bunny. She had become inflamed, both with lust and jealousy as he fucked the two teenaged students, and her unease with being naked was gone. Now, as they watched, she teased Jack, showing them how to inflame a man beyond reason as he rocked gently, his stiff prick sliding in and out of her pussy.
"You're making a baby in me, Jack," she cooed, stroking his back with her fingertips. "I'm going to be pregnant before we even get married."
"Ohhhhh," he groaned.
"Aren't you glad I made you use a condom with them?" she murmured. "If I hadn't you'd have made them both pregnant too. Your big, strong penis would have spurted babies in both of them, Jack."
"Ohhhh fuuuck," he moaned.
"That's all men want to do, is fuck us girls pregnant ... isn't it?" she panted.
"Damn, Bunny!" he groaned.
"You wanted to fuck them pregnant ... didn't you Jack?" she insisted.
"They're right here, Bunny!" he objected.
"They need to know the truth about men, Jack," grunted Bunny, thrusting her pussy up onto his skewering prick. "They need to know how nasty men are. Tell them the truth, Jack. You wanted to fuck them both pregnant ... didn't you?"
His drawn out, and agonized sounding "Yeeeeeessssssss" was punctuated by his prick, sending millions of sperm into his lover.
"He's squirting in me, girls," she panted. "Just the thought of making your bellies swell up with his babies is making him spurt!"
There were twin sighs of "Oooooooooo" on either side of them as the girls stared, wide-eyed, hearing that sex is usually intended to be very serious business indeed.
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Tiffany finally called Bunny, even though it was supposed to be the other way around. That's because it had been long enough that Tiffany tought the three couples had probably already abused their newfound freedom, and that Miss Johnson had probably tried to call, but it didn't go through. They had a good thing going, and she didn't want mis-communication to screw it up.
There was a mad dash in the girls suite to get dressed, and get Jack back on the other side of the connecting door between the suites. Actually, Susan and Ronnie just threw on their PJs and got into bed, pretending they had already gone to bed. Bunny turned out the light and then went to sit in a chair in the boy's suite while Jack got a couple of sodas and tried to make it look like they had just been sitting up talking and waiting for the kids.
It was only because the noses of the three couples were so inundated with the smell of their own orgy, that they didn't notice the smell in the room as they crept silently in. Even the boys were subdued, having been wrung dry by their girlfriends over a three hour period.
Bunny apologized for having dozed off, and for not calling.
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Everyone slept late the next morning. It was a little early for it to be because three of the females were pregnant already, but we can blame it on that.
That day, after having engaged in great sex, everyone on the trip, with the exception of Bunny and Jack, was finally ready to take skiing seriously. For the girls, each had a male companion to keep her company, and by supper time, they were all tired with the exhaustion that comes from honest expenditure of energy.
That didn't mean they were too tired for sex. But the urgency to strip and fuck as quickly as possible wasn't there. Still, when Bunny called Tiffany and her friends away from the table, and suggested that coming in late had disrupted the sleep of the others, and that, since there were beds in the motor home they might just want to sleep there all night, the girls felt a surge of energy wash through their young bodies. Sex, under usual conditions, had to be snuck. Getting to spend all night, sleeping with a lover, had been just a fantasy up until now.
"What about Ronnie and Susan?" asked Tiffany.
"They aren't paying nearly as much attention to you all as they were, since they met Tim and Tom. You guys can say you did some night skiing, but I don't think they'll care."
This time it would be Bunny who would call the kids in the motor home and get them up to get ready for their last breakfast together.
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The game Ronnie and Susan wanted to play this night was to have Jack in them bareback, and when he was ready to squirt, to pull out and squirt in Bunny. With some misgivings, Bunny agreed.
Ronnie was first, and Jack made sure she had two bone-wrenching orgasms before he let himself go. He didn't judge too well, and one healthy spurt of semen splashed into Ronnie's young pussy before he could close off the base of his prick and pull it out of her. Bunny was ready, and he finished in her. Ronnie felt it, but didn't say anything. She just rubbed herself to another orgasm, causing her cervix to flex and suck up all that gooey spunk into her womb.
Though Jack went soft, he made sure to rub against Bunny's clitty enough to get her off too, and then he relaxed until Susan, who tasted his prick with TWO women on it, and decided it wasn't bad at all, got him stiff again half an hour later.
He did a better job with Susan, only leaking prodigiously in her, and took it out before he actually spurted, saving it for Bunny, who was again spread and ready to receive his baby makers. Had he known that Susan arrived at the resort with a fat egg already drifting down her fallopian tube, and that the very first sperm he had shot into her had fertilized that egg, he might not have worried so much.
But he didn't know he was already a father, and he tried to be careful, if that's what you could call it.
Jack fell asleep cuddling Bunny, with Ronnie pressing against him from behind, and Susan on the other side of her. It was a tight fit, but it was also a king sized bed, so it worked.
If Bunny hadn't have had to get up and go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, when Jack woke up and rolled on top of her, making the bed jiggle and move as he delivered up a fresh batch of hot spunk, he might have realized it was Ronnie he was fucking, instead of Bunny. That she didn't say anything, both when he started, which didn't surprise her, and when he spurted, which did. By the time Bunny got back from the bathroom, where she had dozed off for a few minutes, sitting on the pot, everything was quiet in the bed, and she just crawled back in.
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Much the same thing happened in the motor home, except that the girls all insisted that the boys wear condoms this time. Well, the first and second times anyway. When they fell asleep, exhausted this time by the exercise of passion, as well as muscles, and when the boys all woke up in the night and crawled on top of their women, there were no condoms involved, and all three girls went back to sleep with their wombs awash in hot semen. There wasn't a sound to be heard in the motor home at two in the morning, but there was furious activity going on inside each of the girls as sperm cells wiggled their tails and swum all over the place, frantically searching for an egg to implant in. The two eggs those sperm found, resisted all of the efforts of the little wrigglers. That's because they had already been penetrated before this night. In fact, "egg" is the wrong term for what those sperm found, because there were already a couple of hundred cells in the little bundles that would swell the girls' bellies over the next nine months.
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On Saturday morning, when everyone had packed their gear into the motor home, and were relaxing as Jack pulled it out of the resort and pointed it toward home, there were only two females on the bus who were not pregnant.
Ironically, Tiffany, who was, in more ways than one, responsible for the orgy that the ski trip had turned into, was one of the un-pregnant girls.
Had Bunny not seen Jerry pounding into her pussy, and been injured, requiring drugs to be administered that lowered her inhibitions, she and Jack would never have been so flagrant, or been caught, and Linda would still be a virgin, instead of a mother to Jack's baby. Melody would not have demanded, though she didn't know it at the time, to lose her virginity, and never would have let the boy fuck her, who then knocked her up.
Had none of that happened, there would have been more skiing and less fucking, and Susan would have gone on being the mousy girl who was left out of things, but who was used to that. Ronnie wouldn't have been reminded of how nice it was to feel her brother's prick gliding in and out of her pussy, and would have kept her legs closed too, though in her case, the damage would be delayed.
Ronnie was the other female on the bus who was not pregnant.
But, as they say, a small stone, dropped into a large pond, will send ripples to the far bank, and the fact is that, when Ronnie got home, all that sexual activity caused her to visit her brother the night she got back, and his spurting prick found the egg that hadn't dropped far enough for Jack's sperm to reach. So, in a way, Tiffany's actions got Ronnie pregnant too.
Where is the justice in this? you ask. How can it be that Tiffany, the one responsible, more or less, for the events that ended up creating life in the bellies of five other women on the trip came away scott free?
Well, the justice is that Jerry, wanting one more time to feel his girlfriend's hot pussy wrapped around his spurting prick, got her into the back of the bus on the way home. He did it while the others were dozing, fully dressed, on the beds which had been pulled out in the middle of the coach, and while Bunny and Jack were up front, planning their wedding.
He didn't even get her naked. They just pulled down their clothing enough that he could slip in and let the light bouncing of the back of the coach do his work for him. He spurted in her once too many times, and by the time the kids climbed off the bus ... only Ronnie wasn't riding double.
Of course, as was already said, her brother took care of that, that night.
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EPILOGUE
There might have been a scandal, had not Melody's father gone out one night during the next week, to see why his daughter wasn't coming in on time from the double date he had let her go on. He figured double dating was the ticket to keep her belly flat. What he found was his daughter, in the back seat, Randy's butt rising and falling lustily between her spread thighs, while in the front seat, Doug and Linda were similarly engaged. There were no condoms in the car.
That led to two weddings, and Doug went to work in his father's dry cleaning business when he graduated, to support his wife and the baby he - and everyone else - thought was his. Randy joined the Army to support Melody and the baby that he WAS the father of.
When Tiffany turned up with tight pants, nobody was surprised; not even her parents.
Susan's situation was a bit more tricky, at least at first. She had already been accepted to a college on a hardship scholarship, and had been offered a spare room in her bachelor uncle's house. He was a consultant, who was gone from home more often than he was home, and had thought having Susan in the house would be a great idea. Her parents, though, of a decidedly conservative bent, tried to cancel all those plans, almost consumed with embarrassment when their plain Jane daughter ended up pregnant and refused to tell them who had gotten her that way. Her uncle insisted that her condition changed nothing, as far as he was concerned, and she was eventually allowed to spend the remainder of the summer with him.
She was very appreciative, and he was very lonely. It was a beautiful match, especially when she crawled in bed with him one night to express her appreciation. Since she was already pregnant, and since he was never in any one place long enough to get a relationship going with a woman, it worked out perfectly. She stayed with him, getting her bachelor's degree, and, pregnant again, went on for a Masters. By the time she got her doctorate, she had four children and she never left her uncle's house.
Ronnie's parents had strong suspicions, seeing as how all the Senior girls who went on the ski trip all ended up pregnant. Ronnie wouldn't say who had gotten her that way either. What saved Jack and Bunny were two things. The first was that the baby Ronnie delivered had flaming red hair ... the same color as her brother's. The DNA test her father insisted on, with an eye toward suing somebody and getting rich quick, fizzled when it confirmed that his own son was the father. Both were kicked out of the house. Her brother got a job in the Postal system in Missouri, with great benefits, and everyone thought they were married.
As for Bunny and Jack, they got married, quietly, so it wasn't odd for her to start school the next year with a bulging belly. Had anyone paid enough attention, they might have noticed that the baby was a month early, even though it weighed eight and a half pounds.
Jack and Bunny didn't sponsor any more trips - of any kind. There is a pair of skis mounted on their bedroom wall, over the headboard, but the only slopes Jack slides around on now are the ones associated with Bunny's milk-filled breasts, and the belly they like to keep full of a child.
The End
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