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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. The story is a work of fiction. The idea for the story is based on an
actual news story about a super model who was involved in a helicopter
accident.  However any resemblance in the story beyond the events listed
above is entirely coincidental.

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HELICOPTER

The limousine pulled up in front of Teton Mountain 
Lodge.  Christy didn't wait for the chauffeur to open 
the door.  She jumped out and headed for the 
restaurant in the lodge.  She had already called Gina 
on the cell phone and she knew she was waiting for 
her. She didn't worry about the bags or the 
registration.  After all she was a supermodel, the most 
beautiful woman in the world at least she was once.  
She still was a tall thin blue eyed blonde. The all-
American girl, even if she was 35. 

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

Gina got up and they exchanged kisses.  Christy 
noted that Gina was smiling. She thought the Gina 
was probably still excited about her latest movie. It 
had set box office records, and people were talking 
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." "Gins 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 drank before 
she went 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." 

Ginny 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 pick.  I decided to have an affair but 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; it can't be because 
I'm just that pretty other beautiful women have great 
lovers." "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 will be leaving in half an hour."  
Gina smiled and said," I hope we will be going up 
Tomahawk Peak it's my favorite" "I know that's why 
I made it our destination. We're not going to waste 
this trip on men.  We will be skiing 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 was waiting in the lobby for her friend Gina. She 
hated waiting for anyone, including Gina.  She saw 
the helicopter warming up outside.  They must have 
changed their minds.  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, God damn it.  Can't you see that we are 
famous?" The pilot told a boy that he should slide the 
door open.  When the door opened Christy could see 
that 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.  She 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 had it with this boy. 
Who did he think was anyway? "Maybe something 
will happen to you or the pilot but Gina I are too rich 
to die. You get in the back of the helicopter help load 
our equipment.  I don't want to see you anymore." 
They loaded the equipment through the backdoor.  
Christy was happy that 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 mountain.  
Christy was a little put out because Gina left her.  
She was bored so she looked in the back of the 
helicopter. She couldn't help checking the boy out. 
Christy thought that he could be model if he wanted 
to. She wondered what she was like when she was 
15.  She was looking at his crotch when suddenly she 
looked up and saw boy grinning at her. She turned 
away blushing.  Here she was a supermodel, blushing 
because of a 15 year old. What was happening to her?

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

Christy looked up, and the boy was lying on top of 
her.  She was in the snow about 15 feet away from 
the wreck.  She pushed the boy off, fearing that he 
was taking advantage of her.  They were in the 
middle of a blizzard. She realized that the boy 
must've pulled her out of the helicopter. It was 
nothing but a massive tangled bunch of wreckage and 
it was hanging over 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 just sunk to her knees.  She 
couldn't move; she was just too afraid.  She looked up 
pleading with her eyes: Pleading for his 
understanding.  But he looked disgusted, shook his 
head and headed to the helicopter.  

She pulled herself to her feet.  She knew she should 
help.  She walked towards helicopter. She was too 
afraid to go back into it but may be she could help 
somehow.  She saw the boy furiously throwing 
supplies out of the back of the helicopter.  She was 
afraid to go any closer but she pulled the supplies to a 
safe spot away from the helicopter: A place where the 
equipment wouldn't get blown away.  

Finally he came out of the helicopter ladened down 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 that she didn't have to go back into 
the helicopter to get Gina.  Gina was dead, but she 
was still alive.  She was overwhelmed with a sense of 
relief.  

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 
very edge of the cliff and if the boy wasn't holding 
onto her coat she would have fallen along with the 
helicopter. He pulled her back from the brink. 

The boy shouted to her that they would have to find 
some shelter if they were 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.  After he disappeared from sight, she feared he 
had left her.  Soon he was back. He 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. Then suddenly 
the blizzard had stopped. There was no sound at all. 
All there was: Was a gentle snowfall. As Christy was 
going through the supplies she saw that her skis and 
ski poles were still intact.  After she put them on the 
boy saw what she was doing and said it would be 
easier to carry supplies on foot.  Christy said, "I'm 
getting out of here. I'm going to ski down the 
mountain. That's what you should do too."  "You 
will never make it.  This is just a lull in the storm. 
Soon it will be too windy to ski and you don't even 
know where you are. You aren't even close to 
Tomahawk." "All I need to know is the resort is 
downhill."  "We have gotta stick together if we are 
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 she took off like a 
shot.  She tried to use the edges of her skis to slow 
down, but the ice was too hard and ski poles were 
ineffective.  She managed to ski off of the ice and 
thought she was ok.  She plowed through the 
powdered snow and then she fell: She fell straight 
down on her skis through the powdered snow like it 
wasn't there.  Then she slowed to a stop because the 
snow had packed up under her skis. She couldn't see 
anything; she managed to clear an area around her 
face so she could breath. There was nothing to hold 
on to. She had no idea what she was going to do.  She 
was sure she was going to die.  Time seemed to stop 
and then the air started to get very stale and she was 
getting very cold.  

It seemed like she passed out for a moment and the 
next thing she knew someone was grabbing her 
boobs. Then a rope was being wrapped around her.  
She felt someone kick off her skis.  Then slowly she 
could feel the rope tightened around her, pulling her 
upward.  When she got above the snow she could see 
that the storm had started up again in earnest and the 
boy was pulling her free. .  She was able to pull on 
the rope making his job easier.  Finally, she was back 
on solid ground.  The boy helped her up.  This is 
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 are pretty dumb even for a 
flatlander. Before she had a chance to respond he 
turned and started waking way.  

She quickly caught up with him but by that time the 
blizzard was so intense 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 that the boy had 
to lead her through the snow. Then they were in a 
white out again. 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 he couldn't see anything.  

Then they were in the cave. The boy sealed off the 
entrance. It was dark until he boy turned on one of 
the electric lanterns that 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 that I would need it; I didn't 
want to bothered with calls when I was skiing.  What 
about the pilot or Gina." "They were too tangled up 
in the wreckage for me to get that close."  She briefly 
thought about poor Gina. 

Then she looked around. The cave was lined with 
blankets and in the middle of the cave was a very big 
sleeping bag.  Christy thought, I hope the kid didn't 
think he's was going to get to sleep with me.  It was 
like he heard her thoughts.  "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 both huddle 
close together if we are going to make it through the 
night.  You are shaking like 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 of 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 am 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 around acting like pricks. Christy realized 
that that's was what she thought about her husband.  
It drove her crazy that 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 into it too." "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 shrug and turned around.  She could see the 
look on his face. He did think she was 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 what a monster she was for 
being relieved that Gina had died not her. She hated 
herself.  She was an arrogant uncaring ugly bitch.  
She should been the one to die not Gina.  

She felt him put his arms around her and his 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 that 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 inside and explored 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 am 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 so beautiful the thing that makes you so 
appealing, is it looks like you never had a good 
screwing."  "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 could feel his erect 
penis and she started rubbing it with her leg. I 
probably will 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 have 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 as 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 so 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 it hit her clit she 
stiffened with pleasure.  They both kept rubbing 
against each other.  Sometimes Toby's penis would 
catch 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 she was being conquered it was like they just 
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 her and 
she tried to squeeze his prick with her pussy. OOOH 
ahhh aahhh oh oh oh aaaaaaaaaah.   It was such a 
beautiful feeling when he came inside her. 

Then it was over and she hadn't come, she felt 
betrayed. Everything changed.  It was just the same 
with all men. It was just like getting screwed by the 
drunken songwriter she called husband.  She pushed 
him out of her and turned away crying.  She was 
disappointed and betrayed again. "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 sport, not an individual sport and 
nobody goes home unless everyone scores."  

She felt like jerk. She should have known that he 
wouldn't take advantage of her. She wanted to turn 
back to him 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 to turn around. 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 such bad girl." He tried ticking 
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 being tickled. When 
they were face to face 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.  "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 its 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. We 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 had so blanketed the cave that she that the 
only thing she could hear was Toby 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 that 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 where ever she 
felt like. 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 running all 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. Soon she was 
overwhelmed by the pleasure.  She could feel wave 
after wave sweep over her. She felt that she was 
glowing and became lost in pure pleasure. Ouuuuuu 
ah ah ah ooooo. Oh god oh oo and aaaah. Then she 
became even higher. Oh  oh aaaah. OOOH god. She 
never came like this before. She was swept way but 
she could feel and he was with her somehow. As the 
pleasure swept over her she hung on to her lover.  

When she came too she found that she was kissing 
Toby on the chest. 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 are 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 the lazy bitch that she had been. 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 felt she had so much to make up for. She 
had been such a jerk and a bitch and she had even 
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 had ended and the stars 
were brilliant. She was shaking so badly that Toby 
had to take her back into the cave. He took into the 
sleeping bag to warm her up. They lay together their 
skin touching. He kissed her.  "You were 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.  

When they came out again the dawn was breaking. 
The sun was orange its light gave the mountains a 
majesty that she had never seen before. She could see 
the sun climb against the sky and soon the light was 
brilliant. 

Toby said, "I know where we are.  I will 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 am 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 just 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, "Follow me." 

He took her up a trail to a rock overlooking the 
glacier. "I am going to need your help.  I can't steer 
my skies on the ice. So I am going to have to be lined 
up perfectly so I can jump the crevasse.  He pointed 
out a gap in the ice: a crevasse in the glacier.  He 
showed her the spot where he would have to jump if 
he was going to make it across and where he would 
have to start skiing.  "I can't even walk to the right 
spot without your help: It's just too rough and 
slippery. 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 end. 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 route that Toby would have to ski. It 
struck her how brave this young boy really was.  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 
that she had stayed in shape.  Then he put on his skis 
and lined himself up. He took the rope off and started 
to move. He accelerated rapidly.  He was holding 
himself in a tuck position so he would go the 
maximum speed. He needed it if he was going to 
jump across the crevasse.  She heard the skis chatter 
on the ice. She was amazed that he was able to hold 
his position with skis bumping up and down so much. 
When he reached the crevasse he jumped and 
disappeared from sight.  She could only hope that he 
made it.

Christy felt very lonely as she walked back to their 
cave.  Their cave had seemed warm and inviting to 
her but with Toby gone it seemed like a tome. 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 that was 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 was 
dreaming that she was being saved and someone was 
kissing her and it seemed so real that 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 was limping 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 herself in a blanket.  She 
stripped off her clothes and lay next to him keeping 
him warn. 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 everyone 
could see that Christy was nude. She didn't mind that 
the medical technicians and the doctors saw her nude.  
If anything, she was proud that they could see 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.  She ran up and gave him a kiss.  Toby smiled 
and said, I see you been doing a lot of flying" "We 
just found them both. I had to hire my own 
helicopter, but I wasn't going 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, 
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 that night that I ever knew 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 that I want because I live 
in the mountains."  "Well maybe some day you will 
let me fly you to New York and show the sites."  
"You really don't need to do anything. The night we 
had on the mountain was magic for me to."   "I'm 
being selfish about flying you to New York, 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 goodbye.

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