Page 23 of Single Girl Rules: HoHoHo

She turned aroundjustin time to dodge thelow-hanging branch threatening to take her head off. Well…almostintime.

She cleared the bulk of the branch. But her poofy fur hood snaggedon one piece. So as she continued down the mountain, her ski suit did not. Inthe blink of an eye she’d gone from a big white blur to…

Well, with how pasty her skin was combined with her whitebikini, she was still basically just a white blur going down the mountain.

She looked down in horror and momentarily lost control. Butit worked out okay, because her new trajectory took her out of the forest andback onto the main slope.

Without having to dodge trees I was easily able to catch upto her.

“What happened to my suit?!” she yelled.

“It tore away, just like you requested.” What was it she’dsaid? Something about wanting it to tear right off like a lizard’s tail being grabbedby a toddler. And thank God she had requested that or that branch would have donea hell of a lot more damage. Or maybe it would have just ripped out a few piecesfur from her hood. Could have gone either way, really.

“I did not request to be naked!”

“You’re not naked,” I said. “You still have your biki…”

As I said it, Ash skied over a little bump. Her tits bouncedup and nearly hit her in the face, and when they came back down, they were nolonger contained by her bikini top.

Cheers went up around us. We’d just gotten to the glassatrium, so there were lots of hot soldiers hanging out and sipping hot chocolatenext to outdoor space heaters.

“No!” she screamed. “Don’t look at me!” But she didn’t try tocover up. Probably because she was too scared of catching an edge and headingback into the forest. Or maybe she was just loving the applause, that naughty littleslut.

Lucky girl.I wished I could put on a show for the hotsoldiers too. And maybe I could…

I grabbed my suit and tugged. Sure enough, the whole thing toreright off just as we passed another group of soldiers. I smiled to myself asthey cheered wildly. And they cheered again when Slavanka did the same thing.

We got cheers the rest of the way down the mountain. Eachtime it happened, Ash made an attempt to fix her bikini. But she couldn’t getany purchase on it with her big ski gloves, so she just kept making it worse. Eventuallyit ended up covering her goggles. And when she tried to move it, sheaccidentally pushed it off her head. The wind caught it and it was gone.

The whole thing happened in front of a group of skiingteenage boys. Every single one of them was so transfixed that they all totallywiped out.

And speaking of wiping out…

When we pulled in to the very crowded landing at the bottomof the slope, Ash threw herself face-first into the snow.

“You okay?” I asked as I gracefully stopped beside her.

“No I’m not okay!” she yelled without lifting her head. Icould barely hear her through the snow covering her face.

“Did you twist your ankle or something? What’s wrong?”

“No. But everyone here just saw my boobs. And I’m so cold butI can’t get up or everyone will see them again.”

“Girl, you’re gonna freeze your nipples off!”

“What?! I thought you said that couldn’t happen?!”

“Of course it can happen. I just didn’t want you to break theSingle Girl Rules by not wearing a bikini on a girls’ trip. Why don’t you justput your hands over your boobs?”

“I did not think of that.”

“Come on.” I grabbed one of her arms and Slavanka grabbed theother. And then we hauled her to her feet.

She threw her hands over her boobs, much to the disappointmentof every guy watching. Although we were all in thongs and both my top andSlavanka’s were quite small, so they were still getting a pretty great show.

“Ready for the meeting?” I asked.

“No I’m not ready for the meeting!” yelled Ash. “I need clothes.”

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