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The six of them skied a few more hours. To the best of my observation, Lo didn’t continue with her ‘Slut on the Slopes’ stunts. Perhaps she had teased them enough and wanted to keep the tension building through the day in order to have a more satisfying climax at night.
As the sun was beginning to go down, the crew pulled into the lodge and removed their boots and helmets, putting them in their rented lockers. Lo had a bit of a conundrum, however, because she still had no shirt on under her snow suit. I was anonymously among the other strangers in the changing room when I saw Lo, surrounded by the five guys, unzip her snow suit and the top flopped down over her waist, exposing her breasts. They guys were positioned around her in such a way that it, unless one was specifically looking, as I was, one wouldn’t have noticed anything unusual. Lo then slipped out of her snow suit altogether, revealing the tight, black leggings she had on under the suit. She pulled out a white, ribbed elastic tank-top t-shirt she had tucked into the inside pocket of her suit. She put it on. Her breasts were clearly visible through the taut material and bulging out of the sides of the shirt. She reached in her locker and slipped into a red and black flannel shirt. She left it unbuttoned. She was so warm from the activity and the insulation of her suit. Every once in a while, when her flannel flapped back, one could gain a glimpse of…