Tricia Williams 
Patricia’s voluptuousness 7 [EPUB ebook] 

It’s fantastic, the last skiers are heading down the slopes. I’m finally alone, all alone, it’s gone quiet and I’m enjoying the feeling of solitude. It was a beautiful sunny winter afternoon, as usual I had taken the last gondola to the top and now I am sitting on the highest mountain. My gaze falls on the mountains glowing in the sunset. From my backpack I get the extra for this pre-turned joint and ignite it. The first train scratches spicy in my throat I inhale very deeply and leave the smoke in my lungs, now I exhale.

My head becomes free and empty. I feel a wave of relaxation spreading from my head over my whole body. Above me, a large bird of prey circles and I watch it. He seems majestic, I feel his power, his calm, his balance and imagine to float with him through the air. I have smoked the joint and take another sip of hot tea. It is slowly dawning and I have to make my way down to the valley.

I love it so much to make the last descent of the day on a lonely slope. I know the path, have glided down it a thousand times, know every little hump. In my mind I see myself swinging down the slope, I have found my rhythm, felt my track and close my eyes, because this way I can feel the snow around me, the clouds above me and the huge mountains, even better. I stand up and get into my bindings, the soft click as I get on, increases my anticipation for this descent. I close my eyes, push off hard with my ski poles and begin to glide. It has become cold and the snow under me, is covered by a thin layer of ice, which makes a wonderful sound on the edges of my skis with each new turn. I feel good, am one with my skis, feel the muscle tension in my legs, have the feeling to fly, to float.

关于作者

Dear readers Thank you for purchasing my book. My name is Tricia Williams. I was born in Atlanta, Georgia in 1982. I have been writing stories of all kinds since I was a child. The older I got, the more I was drawn to erotic literature. Yours Tricia